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[hasthepotential]

[Minako was always a fan of the beach, having formed some of her favorite memories on the shores of Yakushima. It seemed like the most sound choice when it came to getting away from the general pandemonium caused by everyone's sudden arrival (and consequentially, departure from their own world) and gaining some peace and quiet to mull over the information packet given to her in the plaza.

She was sitting in a chair on the porch of one of the restaurants over-seeing the ocean, a large glass of iced tea garnished with an umbrella, orange wedge, and colorful straw her only company. Her city map was flattened out over the table, weighed down with her glass, a sea shell, and her mp3 player. In her hand was the letter addressed to her, though she'd read over it several times.]

...touching people, huh. [She mutters under her breath.] S'probably a good thing some people I know didn't wind up here with me. [CoughcoughMitsurucoughcoughShinjirocough.]

Sorry for bailing on the welcoming party so fast! [Oh, you didn't think she realized she was recording? Not at all! Have a bright smiling face, folks!] I'm Minako Arisato, nice to meet'cha! [She gives a little two-fingered salute before leaning back and fanning herself with her letter.] ...it was the middle of winter where I came from, so I guess I should make getting some seasonally appropriate clothes a priority. I'm sweating like a horse!

[She sits forward, though from the view of her feed, it looks more like a lunge.] But once that's out of the way, maybe we should get right down to business so we can get this problem solved and sent back home!

[She raises a single finger.] Touching, right? No big! Who's up for a game of tag?

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[paraclete]

Good afternoon. After spending a week here, I believe I've been growing accustomed to it well. Hopefully anyone listening to this feels the same.

It's likely that several to many of you have looked in to studying the history of this place. If so, you've surely come up as empty-handed as I have. Truly, this is a place with many secrets.

[Man, this kid may have the face of somebody in his mid teens, but the way he speaks is old, like someone who's stuck around for so long that they've come to terms with the world and are now at peace. It's hard to reconcile his young face with the way he carries himself. His personality seems more suited to his grey hair.]

Though it's a place with many novelties as well. By now, I have tried three different kinds of coffee, soda, and milk. Each. Although I wasn't able to learn what I intended to, what I have learned has been surprising. As expected of the Lilin, that they might modify milk in such interesting ways to further their satisfaction.

I'm also interested in the tradition of employment for monetary gain. Where I come from, such a market was unfeasible, but it looks like it might be important here. After all, when you want to provide for someone, you must put forth such effort. Besides, I'd like to buy a coffeemaker. I'll need to choose a vocation, perhaps, one different from what I did before I arrived.

My name, by the way, is Kaworu Nagisa. [Heads up, that w is silent! His smile stays the same, but it's almost given the impression of widening a little, because he tilts his head slightly.] I've said these things about my experiences in hopes that we might get to know each other. To know one another and seek comfort from one another is a good thing. Some people also prefer to know a person before they make meaningful physical contact with one another. [That's one of the things he's been learning! Even if it may take some time to really sink in.] So, this is a good opportunity, isn't it?

[And, seemingly satisfied with his introduction, he ceases the network feed. He's been hanging out at a terminal in the common area of Building 1, and he has six books with him: two on the astronomy of this world, two on the music of this world, and two which seem to be... self-help books?? By all means, gape at him.]