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INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
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but he remembers his training with Saber, how hard she'd worked to beat it into his head that he shouldn't fight an opponent he can't defeat.]
I just- I-
[He grits his teeth, but hesitates. He probably would just get himself killed out there.]
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He knows that look, and that impulse.
So...]
...I know. You want to go chase after the bastards who did this, right? To protect everyone else.
[As he speaks, it's clear that he himself has that same urge - but he's had more than enough experience in battle to know that rushing in right now is suicide. They know absolutely nothing about all of this, and if they were willing to shoot someone to get them to turn back...]
But what good will it do if you get killed in the process? You can't save anyone when you're dead.
I'm not telling you not to try. I'm just asking for you to wait before this day gets any worse, alright?
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[He does. He really does. It's not like he didn't learn anything from the Grail War. It's not like he didn't know that even long before that.
That doesn't mean he has to like it.
He takes a deep breath to calm himself, then another. The log falls from his hand, and he forces himself to turn away from the treeline.]
...You're right. I would've just died like an idiot out there.
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[Despite everything, Ichigo manages a smile.
He's so very keenly aware of that sense of frustration, after all. He's struggled with it for most of his life, seeing spirits vanish and not knowing they were being devoured.]
Thanks. For listening to me, I mean.
I know it's hard not to do anything when someone's been hurt right in front of you.
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We should all have some kind of meeting to make sure everybody knows it's dangerous. Then we can start trying to figure out how to escape.