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[Private to Yurippe.]

I'd like to hear more about your plans concerning sending a message to the Malnosso? I've tested my powers extensively [Between naps.] and they are greatly reduced. Regardless, if I can help, I will. I just need to know what direction you're taking.

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[Private to Pascal.]

It's amazing the difference a little rest makes. [She looks much better. There is more color on her cheeks, her wounds are either healed or healing and her hair has been Charmed so the frizziness is gone.]

Have you explored the village? If not, I think we should start there and then branch out into the less obvious attributes of Luceti.

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[Private to Luke Skywalker.]

Thank you again for coming to get me. If I can ever return the favor, please let me know?

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I wasn't sure about this place when I first arrived, but it is proving to be quite fascinating. I almost don't mind losing some of my abilities [Or, rather, the intensity of them.] in order to meet those I never thought I would [More like: "could meet".].

If Luceti really is located in another dimension, it makes me wonder how many other dimensions there might be. Of course visiting them and keeping a tally would probably be a nightmare, but it is interesting to think about.

[She is slowly braiding her hair, sitting cross-legged in a chair. Over-all, she looks much better than she had on her arrival.]

For those I haven't met, my name is Hermione Granger. [A faint smile crosses her lips.]

Comments

[voice]

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[Yes?]

Eighteen. Why?

[voice]

[godbent]

Just wondering. [A beat] So you're only a little younger than me now, huh...

[voice]

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...now?

You knew me from before?

[voice]

[godbent]

In a sense. If you don't remember, I guess you could say I knew a soft of different "you."

[voice]

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I have changed over the years. [How could she not?]

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[godbent]

No, no, no - I meant. Ugh, no, I knew the other you a while back. I'm older now. It's some weird deja vu.

[voice]

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So we're both older. [That must be strange.] Shall we start over?

[voice]

[godbent]

-Sure, whatever! I'm Haruhi Suzumiya.

[voice]

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Hello, Haruhi. I assume you're from Japan?

[voice]

[godbent]

That's right. Nishinomiya, specifically.

[voice]

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I've never been there myself, though I've thought about traveling there one day. [Japan that is. Not Nishinomiya specifically.] The art and literature must be really beautiful.

[voice]

[godbent]

[Heh] Well obviously! It's good that you can recognize that much.

[voice]

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I think just about anyone can appreciate that about Japan.

[voice]

[godbent]

True! If they didn't, they'd be downright foolish if not ignorant.

[voice]

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Unfortunately both of those traits are rampant.

[voice]

[godbent]

Well I can't deny that, anyway.

[voice]

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We'll just have to try our best.

[voice]

[godbent]

We? What do you have to do with anything, jeez.

...Anyway, there's probably a roughly infinite number of dimensions.

[voice]

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I had assumed we were both intelligent enough.

Roughly, yes.

[voice]

[godbent]

Roughly because The only way there wouldn't be if there's not an infinite number of choices a person can work. Because at this rate it's clear even a slight variance in something can make a different world.

[voice]

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True. [It's enough to cause a headache.] I'd rather not examine it too closely.

[voice]

[godbent]

Yeah, fair enough. I don't either, it's just that it's something people confront here.

[voice]

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How? Have people confronted different dimensions of their own worlds?

[voice]

[godbent]

More directly, they usually would encounter "time travel," but there's also people who encounter people who are from very similar worlds to theirs which aren't quite the same. Anyway, in relation to the "time travel" - it is very possible to encounter someone from one year in your past or fifty years in your past, or maybe five years in your future. And then those people who went home to your past you didn't notice gone when they were here and return without memories, not changing your "present" and their "future."

[voice]

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Hm. [She lets those words sink in.] I don't know how I would handle meeting someone from the past or future. I admit I'm curious - who wouldn't be? - but it would be strange.