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Date 1 (Video)

(At first, there's nothing except sound: ambient city noises that are, oddly, muffled by someone loudly fiddling with the communicator.)

If this is someone's idea of a joke, then it's poorly crafted... (Some more fiddling. After a few minutes of increasingly frustrated button smashing:) I don't have time for these games! (Then, with a loud smack to the device and some more harsh fussing, the video comes on, revealing one Colonel Roy Mustang! He's looking down at the video with a raised eyebrow. Finally satisfied, he sighs.)

Well, this place certainly has an interesting way of asking for help. While I can't say I enjoy the situation, I suppose I might as well introduce myself. The name is Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist.

(He pauses here, his gaze drifting to his left in thought. If there's a concerned look on his face, it only lasts for a flicker of a moment before he looks back at the communicator.)

I've heard an interesting story since I've arrived here. Apparently, a few women have recently disappeared. Elizabeth and her sisters, Kate and Jaqueline, were out with their friends, Brenda and Felicity, when they suddenly felt ill. According to eyewitnesses, they all seemed to black out at the same time, but when the authorities arrived, they were nowhere to be found. Despite the crowd that had gathered, no one seems to know how it happened. Rumors have spread amongst some of the people in the neighborhood, saying that it was the work of some magician, or even the wrath of God. While I can't say I agree with such statements, it certainly poses an interesting question: if people were around to see the incident, but no one can identify how, why, or where they disappeared to, then what exactly happened?

That being said, people have a tendency of over exaggerating details. If anything, I'm sure the women in question are simply on a vacation somewhere. Though, if anyone hears any more about them, I'd appreciate if you informed me. I'd hate to confuse the facts too much.

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(The whole city would burn. Also, thank you, I was looking for that!!)

I can't say I disagree. Rumors such as these certainly make it difficult to find out where they are. (Sitting where he's been sitting for the past few minutes suddenly doesn't seem that relaxing anymore. In fact, he feels more like he should be doing some some stretches, sit ups, push ups, or even climbing a tree. Or attempting all at once! Yes, that sounds like a very good idea right now.)

People have a tendency of placing supernatural reasonings on things they can't understand. That being said, in a place such as this, I'm sure anything's possible. (You know what else sounds great, right now? Paperwork. Stacks of paperwork. I could really use some paperwork.)

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You'd think with the current technology you could trace them via their phones.

Tends to be the case with Porter technology. Being ripped from one universe to another, super beings, magical people, gods being brought into the place.

It would certainly make things a little easier. Though, if they had their phones with them, then I'm sure they would have contacted those that were concerned for them. (Like me, their commanding officer!

He pauses in his stretches at the mention of the Porter technology because could those types of people really exist here?

But standing still, even for only a few minutes, feels like torture, so he starts jogging. It's a good way to explore the city, in any case)

I was unaware such a thing could even exist, but I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised considering the situation. Though, even technology as powerful as that has its limits. I doubt it would be possible to bring too many gods into this place. You certainly seem to be familiar with this place, miss...?

If they were ill, they might not have gotten a chance. Intoxication, drugs, battery died, lotta possibilities.

Kate. Not that Kate, obviously. Though I had a sister named Elizabeth, too.

[ It slips out before she can catch herself and while the regret is immediate, Kate doesn't want to dwell on it or force herself to slow down, her mind racing in various directions, jumping from one idea to another. ]

Been here a little over a month now. Group of us arrived from another universe, a city called the City. Fake NYC.

You do have a point. (It's crossed his mind, of course, that something else could have happened to them. Usually they would respond quickly and everything would be fine. But the dark worries that might normally cloud his mind are pushed away by other racing thoughts.)I suppose I'll just have to keep my ears open a little more, then.

Kate, huh? That's quite a coincidence(about both names. He doesn't mention her sister, only because she used past tense and he doesn't want to bring up any bad feelings. So instead, he adds:) It's a pleasure to meet you.

(Jogging is getting a little boring. He stops and does a few jumping jacks, his words are a little chopped as a result)

I see. I apologize. Being a part of this for so long must have been difficult for you and the others you came with. Though, arriving with people you know certainly makes the adjustment a little easier to make.

[ Simultaneously she feels sadness and anger, not directed at Roy, at her father she hasn't seen in nearly three years. Jumping from one happy memory to the bitter, hurtful ones.

Nausea overtakes her for a split second and she pushes herself through it. Probably cramping. Forget walking, she should do some running. It'll clear her head, too! ]

They're stricter here, Sir. [ She's forgetting her manners! A Colonel, just like her father. ] Tattoos give away our location if we leave the country. May issue warnings, too.

Is that so?

(Well, that bit of information is a little disconcerting. He had wondered what the tattoos were for, other than labeling them as an import, or a hero, but if they're keeping an eye on them that way, then maybe there was more to them than they originally stated.)

If that's the case, then they must be intent on keeping us within the area at any cost. Which means they'll make attempting to go back home just as difficult as leaving this country.

(He's beginning to feel a little dizzy, and it's then that he realizes he's stopped doing jumping jacks. That's no good! He has a lot to explore and a lot to get through, so he better keep moving! He starts walking now. This is a good time to do some window shopping too!)

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(Wait, was that car just hovering? Omg.)

(Did you just see that?)

(It just hovered! Off the ground!)

(Brb going to follow this car for a little bit.)

While the ability to transport people here was admittedly impressive, I had no idea that the entire city was so advanced. Exactly how many cars are capable of driving off the ground? (Is that like a standard thing do all cars do that will my school bus do that?) That's right, I never asked. What do you do here?

All of them, including the smaller vehicles like motorcycles, scoots, and some of the sports equipment like roller blades.

[ Oh, that's right. She needs to look for a job. She'll turn herself right around and start moving in the direction of the shops. Inquire at all of them. She needs some sort of job and beggars can't be choosers. ]

I was offered a job with the military, Sir. ImPort Military Adviser, but I declined.

I see. (That is probably the best news he's heard since he arrived here. He would go on about them, but her last statement catches his attention.)

Is that so? If they offered you a job such as that, they must have placed a great deal of trust in you. I'm curious, why did you decide to decline?

[ Was it trust? Or subtle manipulation by playing on her feelings knowing her background? ]

I was raised not to compromise my beliefs, Sir.

There's no need for formalities. (In regards to the "sir". But it's interesting that she's calling him that. Anyone who wasn't in the military doesn't usually feel the need to address him in such a way. That, and the job they assigned her, must mean she had some connection. But, not enough, obviously, to make her feel obligated to continue whatever duties she may have had to them. At any event, it's just food for thought, and Roy has no intention of prying too much into it. More importantly, if she felt that way, then something must have happened in regards to the military here.)

I see. If that's the case, then I admire your conviction. In situations such as these, remembering one's beliefs can be a hard thing to do, especially considering what these people may be asking of us. Did they do anything in particular to further justify your decision?

[ While normally it would take her a moment to debate dropping the formalities, with her thoughts spinning out of control she lets it drop almost instantly as he's given her permission. ]

Thank you. [ Manic or not, she means this genuinely. ] Back where I'm from we've got all sorts of heroes. Not just in the Army or the local PD; masked and caped heroes who serve and protect the entire world without being asked to remove their masks and reveal their identities. From what I've always understood, they do that, they're painting a target on their back.

Is that so? (masked and caped heroes aside, their reaction is a bit strange.) Considering what they're asking of us, you'd think they would be interested in having people of that nature around. Though, allowing something such as that would make them harder to control. If they're merely interested in people joining their military, then I suppose it would make sense that they would be worried about them.

They're likely worried about war. [ They're always worried about war. ] With Russia. The Cold War's not over in this version of Earth and if it's similar at all to mine, everyone's worried the Russians are going to drop a bomb here.

Some superheroes can handle a bomb.

The Cold War? (Well, that's not good. That's not good at all.) I can't say I've ever heard of it, but if that's the case, then bringing so many people here means they must not have enough in their military. Asking those who may be able to handle something such as a bomb to join their ranks would mean they're hoping any forms of action would be affiliated with themselves.

It's a long and complicated history, but it was supposed to have ended a long time ago. History books and archives should be able to explain why it didn't here.

Might not be about reserves. I don't know any soldiers who can toss trucks and fly at the speed of sound.

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