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[turbedon]

[A far too cheerful sounding voice pipes up over the Network, the owner of it nowhere to be found in Liminal Space in a rather telling way.]

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot speaking-

Everyone okay? Anyone gone missing after the last Jaunt?

... Any newcomers we need to get off the brainway asap? Because just arriving and then being run over would really not be astrous. At all.

Comments

[turbedon]

Great! Do you need help getting to safety?

[purseownerisme]

No, I'll be alright thanks to Izanagi.

[Big personas are a great help.]

What about you?

[turbedon]

I'm fine. No injuries or anything, totally feeling the aster.

[purseownerisme]

Thank goodness you're not hurt then.

I'm Yua by the way. Thought I should at least give out my name.

[turbedon]

Robin, or 'Rob' if you prefer. The older of the two Robins we have here.

Nice to 'meet' you, Yua.

[purseownerisme]

I didn't know there was two of you.

To be fair, I wasn't expecting a total of three versions of myself showing up either.

[turbedon]

Oh, he's not me, or even an alternate version of me. We just have the same job titles.

[purseownerisme]

...you're kind of lucky.

Don't get me wrong, I like both of them. It's just a little refreshing to hear something like that.

[turbedon]

Yeah... I've also got a future version of myself running around here too, so... best of both worlds I guess?

[purseownerisme]

How do you feel about that?

[turbedon]

How am I supposed to feel about it?

[purseownerisme]

I can't say, that's up to you.

[turbedon]

That doesn't make it any easier.