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[ SOMEONE is blind without her glasses, due to being incredibly nearsighted and having astigmatism. When she reaches for them, she realizes she doesn't have them. So she's blindly wandering around, feeling things. ]

H-has anyone seen my glasses...?

[Oh, he was wondering what these were for. He's kind of spinning the frame around on one finger, since someone took his bindle stick.]

Hey, are these yours? [He's...not actually going to hold them out or anything, though.]

[ Seeing a blurry image of something that VAGUELY resembles her glasses, she'll sort of try to reach toward them. ]

Oh my word! Are those my glasses?! Please, I need those! This dumb human body is half-blind without them! Please, can you give them to me, um... whomever you are?

You weren't...originally human? Did someone place your brain into that body? [Is he going to have to deal with brain-swapping mad scientists everywhere he goes?]

Well...I'm missing something of mine, as well. Have you seen a bindle stick anywhere? Or heard anyone talk about seeing one? [He stops spinning the glasses, at least.]

Um... I'm an AI. A log-keeping assistant from a spaceship called the Mugunghwa. A-anyway, that's not really the important thing here. Your stick? ... I don't know. I've been practically blind since I woke up earlier... if I saw it, I couldn't tell you, because I haven't had my glasses... which is to say, I've seen all sorts of things, but they've all been vague, blurry shapes.

[ Sorry, man. ]

But we could check my room, if you want? If someone is switching things around... maybe it ended up in my things somehow?

A spaceship? How-how does a ship even enter space? I thought the air up there would be too thin to breathe. [He'll finally hand over the glasses, though.] Then I guess you'll need them to check your room properly, right?

[ She takes them and then sighs, finally being able to see, pushing them up on her face. Then she squints a bit--oh, huh. You're interesting! ]

... Oh. You must be from a weird time period. Has interplanetary travel not become a thing yet where you live? Oxygen scrubbers are how that works. They take the air people expel and recycle them inside the ship, making it breathable again. Of course, trees do this job just fine, so there's some trees already on-board to help, but you can't have entire forests inside a giant metal ship out in space, it's too weighty... so, the tech does most of the work. The trees tended to be preserved for the upper crust of society.

[ She pauses, then rubs the back of her head. Oops. She got talking about... the sorta stuff her father did, didn't she? She always loved that sort of thing... she can't help it. ]

But, like I said, how the ship I was programmed on wasn't all that important, really. Let's go see if we can find your stick.

It has not. Is the Earth so damaged in your future that it becomes necessary to flee to another planet? [At least there are trees...]

Very well. Which way is your room? [He sticks his arms behind his head casually as he speaks.]

No, not at all. At least, I don't think so? I don't know, I was born--er, created on the ship. I've never even seen it. But my creators came from there and said it was beautiful and just fine! And my room's this way.

[ She'll motion and lead him there, and, sure enough, the stick is in there near her bed where her glasses usually are, leaning against the wall. ]

And you trust them?

[He grins and rushes forward to grab the stick, swinging it back onto the usual spot on his shoulder.]

Nothing's missing. And your glasses aren't damaged or anything?

Of course I trust them. Why shouldn't I? They were two of the nicest people I knew! They were my parents! ... Or as close to parents as you can get.

[ She pauses, looking her glasses over. ]

They appear to be fine... and I can see okay, so I THINK they're fine?

[He shrugs.] I don't see how that implies you can trust someone. Then again, I never had proper parents, so what do I know?

[ She sighs. ]

You probably wouldn't understand... it's... it's a bond that's different from just having friends or something. I've had... not so great people around me before, so trust me, I know. My creators were good people. The advances they worked toward were important.

[ Not to mention she's lying through her teeth, but she... can't just say, "they raised me." ]

Besides, honoring the people who raised you in Korean society, while not as big a deal as it used to be, is still kind of important. For me, it was less about that and more... they'd earned it, if you get what I mean. They gave me the tools I needed, so...

Oh, I see. So it's not just them being your parents. They also did good things for you. You're going to make me jealous.

( in the back of his mind, there's the guys' warnings at the forefront... 'you should've worn a jacket.' only he had had it with him just the night before, and the same went for his shoes.

he must look a bit pathetic really, wandering the halls in sock feet and rubbing his arm with the opposite hand, in a feeble attempt to warm up a bit. ) What's with stuff just disappearing all of a sudden? I thought these rooms were supposed to lock... Figures, I guess.

( it's more of a mutter than anything else... )

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[Vex, meanwhile, woke up with an unfamiliar pair of boots in his room, so when he notices the guy walking around in socks, it's easy enough to put together, especially with the muttering about someone getting into the rooms.]

Gremlins, I'd imagine. Sneaky little buggers, get in no matter how well you lock up. Or Brownies, but I didn't ask anyone for extra shoes.

[It's a nice thing about being Fae; sometimes you can get away with saying things like this and no one knows whether you're speaking from experience or just spouting nonsense. Either way, he holds up the pair of boots, having gotten them once he spotted Mr. Shoeless wandering the halls.]

I'm guessing these belong to you.

( there's a slow turn of his head as noctis eyes the newcomer up at first, though none of what he's saying really makes sense until he sees the pair of boots in his hands. ) Hey— yeah. ( he reaches for them, definitely happy to see they haven't been lost to the abyss.

which is more than he can say for the rest of them in this place. ) Where did you find them? I've been looking all morning and— ( hold up a second. )

Wait, did you say 'brownies?' ( he's pretty sure desserts don't do these kinds of things, dude. though he knows a chef that might be interested in hearing about it. gremlins on the other hand, he might be able to understand... )

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[Leave it to a human to have never heard of a brownie. Vex lets him take the shoes back but can't help taking the opportunity to mess with him.]

Yeah. Little chocolate cakes people like to eat? They steal shoes sometimes.

[This is dropping with sarcasm.]

( he's not exactly biting, but he's definitely giving you the side-eye there, vex. way to come out looking crazy... not that this whole situation wasn't crazy to begin with, mind you. he's picking up on some of that sarcasm, at least. ) Riiiight...

( either way, noctis is happy to have his shoes back. so here he goes, leaning against the wall and putting them on. ) Where did you find them, anyway? I've been looking all morning.

[He's used to that kind of reaction so it doesn't bother him.]

In my room, for some reason. [He sounds a little annoyed by that, if anything.] Wake up, and there's an extra set of shoes by my bed. Not even my size.

So I'm guessing you have no idea how they got there either, since the gremlins excuse just doesn't quite cut it, I mean. ( and ignoring the brownie one all together, seems like the much more sane option. )

Anyway, uh. Thanks. I'm... Noctis. Though I guess you met my boots before me. ( and then, under his breath— ) Pretty sure that's a first...

[He would believe something like a brownie, personally. The fae, not the dessert. Granted neither he nor Noctis would have wanted his shoes moved, but brownies can do some pretty strange things when they're annoyed. Either way, he just shrugs at the comment, because no, he really doesn't have a better explanation.]

Vex. And if I have any say in it, that's the last time I'll be a shoe delivery boy.

Not the best job to be sprung on you all of a sudden, probably. ( there's probably worse ones, too. good thing he recently cleaned those puppies, eh? )

Wonder if I was the only contestant on the 'Find Out What's Missing the Hard Way' game. You weren't missing anything too, were you?

( he can at least hope it was just a small glitch in the matrix, right? )

[Kaltz's unwilting flower petal, his one memento of Kaya, has gone missing. He's already searched his room - and noticed something else there that's NOT his, which he left in place - and is now searching the rest of the facility. With the size of the flower petal, it'd be really easy to miss, and he's growing more and more despondent of finding it.]

[ When Kayo had awakened that morning, she'd searched frantically for the scissors. But they weren't there. So finally, when she finds Kaltz, it's with an unholy rage she approaches him. Because he looks a little too like someone she despises. ]

You! Where are my scissors!?

[He certainly didn't take them, and he doesn't know why she's so angry about scissors - though considering what's gone missing of his, they may well be a prized possession of hers. And apparently someone is moving people's things around. Fantastic.]

...Ah. I was wondering how those wound up in my room.

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SO WHO WANTS *HYUN'S GLASSES

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Do you want the stick to be in her room, or no?

That works for me!

Sorry this is so late, life... happened.

No problem!

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noct's JACKET, GLOVE or BOOTS. (feel free to push any item on him/his room in return!)

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