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[ You wake to a comfortable silence, warmth and softness surrounding you. The room is dim, but a little light comes into the room. Should you check, the room has an ornate clock that tells you it is still early-- only a few minutes after seven in the morning. Although it should be no difficult task to assess that this room is unfamiliar to you in every way; your last memories will be a bit herder to focus in on. But the haze will gradually lift and you will be left with a few simple facts.

This bed-- this room is not your own. Nor is it the last place you were.

You are not alone. There are at least two other people sleeping in beds like yours in this room.

Now that you are awake it is time to explore. As you do you will realize just how many others there are in this building. Meet with them and you will probably soon realize none of them know any more than you do. Still-- considering the situation it may benefit you greatly to work together.

It is likely that you will see portraits of some familiarity positioned throughout the building as well as some confusing writing posted in each of your rooms as well as just outside of the Ballroom.

Looking around you will notice that you have practically full reign of the house-- with one exception. It would appear that right now the office is locked. ]

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Ah... If you do, let me know. I'd like to see the end results.

[ Why yes he was encouraging this. Simply because he could. It'd liven things up around here certainly. ]

Besides revealing something I'd been trying to keep secret? Nothing odd about it.

[ However he is curious. ]

What doesn't make sense in yours?

Hahahahah, I might do it later. You actually a thief, then?

[ But he'll motion to his--there's a name listed. Twice. "Yosaflame". ... Kinda under both his likes and dislikes, which is weird enough, but whatever. ]

Mine isn't that glamorous. There's just a name in here that's foreign to me. Twice.

[ There's no use in lying about something that's in clear and plain sight, so he just nods while moving to get a better look at Sherbet's. He definitely saw the name pop up twice, which was interesting and unusual all on it's own. ]

Yeah. [ Briefly, Akira wonders if Sherbet would believe him right from the get-go. ] Me and my friends steal treasure from within corrupt members of society in order to change their hearts.

[ That's essentially it, without going into complete detail on the matter. So have fun trying to decipher the meaning of that. ]

Why is it foreign to you if they're on both of these? [ A pause. ] Did you forget them?

... Wow. That's... kind of admirable, actually. I mean, a weird way to go about it, but... kinda wish we had people like you to deal with all the demons we have to fight on a daily basis. Would sure be easier if we could just change their hearts and bring them back to the side of good, but... I guess you can't unfall an angel, so maybe not.

[ He believes you! ]

It's the strangest thing, but... I... don't know?

[ What an unexpected turn of events. He honestly half expected the other to not take him seriously but hey. This is kind of a plus, and he was even given something to think about afterward as well. ]

Wouldn't be a bad idea to try it anyway. Maybe it would work.

[ A small shrug of his shoulders followed that. Actually more pleased that Sherbet believes him more than he's actually letting on. ]

Odd. That might come back to you later, so worrying about it now doesn't seem like it would do you any good.