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Dining Hall

[Yuki is in the dining hall with the rule book in front of her and a plate of food on her left. On her right is a note book where she is diligently taking notes.]

[Your name is in the book. She has a list of the players, weapons, playerless weapons, battles, outcomes, stats, everything she could possibly need in the future. Don't be creeped out, it's necessary]

[mumbling] I don't understand...

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[Yuki doesn't mind the interruption]

Oh, um, why girls can be Players here.

Well... [Grenn pauses to think. There could be many reasons...]

You get most amusement out of confusion? [That was the closest she could think of. If the Players and Weapons were fixed, confusion would soon settle down for planning and determination.]

Besides... If not everybody expects subjugation to be the natural order of things, people start to subvert it. [She shrugs. And if whoever the people are want to have a lasting 'game' you can't have people subverting it as soon as possible, now can you?]

[She never thought about it like that, as Grenn speaks she turns to a new page and writes that down. Change for confusion]

That's very insightful.

[Grenn shrugs, and tries not to feel embarassed.]

Thanks. Honestly... at the moment, it's the only thing that makes sense, to me. Considering people are being taken from all over. [There will probably be some other reason, but for the moment, she feels satisfied that something has come up.]

Perhaps I should thank you too. I probably wouldn't have thought of it otherwise! [A lopsided smile briefly slides over her lips.]

[All over? What did that mean? She'd have to find out where everyone was from, maybe there was a trend or a preference.] If you don't mind, where are you from?

[smiles] Don't thank me, it's nothing.

Er... [What is she supposed to say? Would they all remember this when they went home? If they did, what were the consequences of being honest? Would it matter?]

India? [... No, anyone could tell she hadn't been speaking the full truth, not when what came out was a question. Even if it was, technically, true.]

It's far away, you wouldn't recognize it. Everything's... quite different from where you're from, I'm quite sure. [Oh great... She had to resist the urge to groan and bury her face in her hands. She was bad at lying, but not telling the truth wasn't working either.]

India? That's very different from Japan. [musing, how are they speaking and understanding each other? Is it possible she knows Japanese?]

[She looks through her notes, what are the chances that all these people from different places speak the same language?]

What language do you speak?

[This, Grenn felt no hesitation for.]

Arabic, Chinese, passable Spanish and a bit of English. Lyra's teaching me... [Grenn trails off, and feels a slightly goofy smile on her face, while her stomach heats. She really hopes what the receptionist said about time holds...]

[So many languages! Yuki is a bit in awe about how intelligent she is]

Wow! [but the only thing they have in common is the little bit of English] I only speak Japanese and the English I learned in class.

[Grenn's not too sure how much she should say, but since this is part of the school and not her background, she doesn't really see any problem.]

And I'm rather sure I'm speaking Arabic right now... and you Japanese. Right? We're being translated.

[Grenn pauses, looks around. Rebalances the tray of food she has on her lap.]

Not sure how they're doing it... Ought to be impossible. This sort of intuitive, multiple-langauge translation... [She cuts herself off in time, but the complete thought would have been 'isn't even possible where I'm from'.]

[she nods]

I'm speaking Japanese right now, but I understand you perfectly.

[Can science even do that?]

Is that even possible> I don't think we have the technology for that.

[Grenn shakes her head.]

There's been... [A pause. The tiniest wince. There she almost went again.]

I'm quite sure it's not possible. Though with this sort of holographic technology... and I don't understand where that is coming from either... Who knows what they're capable of.

[Seriously... Space-time manipulation, maybe even dimensional, considering there's some differences in the history she knows and what was taken up at the history lesson she peeked into. She didn't even think multpiple dimensions were possible!]

Other students claim to have other abilities that they cannot access here, I wonder where we are exactly.

[Grenn narrows her eyes, then briefly looks around.]

Who knows... But... Well. Something like a condensed time-space? I don't know. But you'd need it to be limited, so it's easier to control. But how that would negate people's, er... abilities, if they have them..?

[Grenn shakes her head and shrugs. Metaphysical universe theories wasn't something Grenn had taken much stock in. But they'd been taught the basics of the current theories.][Unless whoever in charge was equivalent to a bored deity. Making people play a strange game may constitute an afternoon's fun, perhaps? ... Where was these ideas even coming from, anyway? Grenn shakes her head again, trying to dislodge the silly thoughts.]

[This conversation is fascinating.

Not that Sherlock is paying any obvious attention from his place at a nearby table. But he doesn't seem to be doing anything else, either.]

Condensed time-space? That seems a bit far-fetched, don't you think? The idea of alternate universes is something out of a novel and I don't know if I can believe it. But then why else would Molly and Russel and Fletcher claim to have other abilities, or a bunch of the other student claim to be from a country I've never heard of.

[By now she's just talking to herself, but her eyes rest on Sherlock, he claimed to be another one who tries to know everyone, maybe has some of the answers, he's probably been listening anyway.]

[So other people have... Grenn's momentarily distracted by where Yuki is looking, and frowns. Maybe it doesn't matter.][... Time to make a decision, perhaps.]

And if I told you that the history lesson yesterday doesn't match up with what little I know of the period they were talking about?

[She's not sure she likes that guy sitting over there. He doesn't appear to be listening, but still...]

[Caught by one participant, but not the other. Sherlock continues to give no outward sign of his interest.]

[Yuki quickly looked away from Sherlock and towards Grenn]

What do you mean? The history you know is different from the history being taught? It all matched up to me...

[she looks over at Sherlock again, maybe they could use his insight but she's not quite ready to call him over just yet, maybe this information should be kept quiet]

[Casting another frown over at Sherlock, Grenn shrugs and leans forward a bit. She has no idea if this ought to be kept secret, but, well, she's read one or two books about broken timelines because someone said something they shouldn't have...]

Well... I have to admit I don't know much about that time in history. [Grenn pauses and shrugs. Lowers her voice just a bit.]

But, well. With history that ancient, they just don't go in on particulars. [She's not sure she should say more than that, even if they apparently come from slightly different... versions? of reality.]

[Still listening, he smiles to himself. What was it he was saying to Yuki earlier? Ah, yes: curiouser and curiouser...]

[Yuki's mind is spinning. History that ancient? What does that mean]

[she leans in and speaks softer] Grenn, when are you from? [This had to be one of the oddest questions she's ever asked]

[in her confused state, she momentarily forgets about Sherlock]

[Grenn looks down, realizes she has food on her plate, and takes time to take a few bites before putting the utensils down again. What to say? How to say it?][Well, Grenn isn't actually sure she's going to be able to explain properly anyway...]

It's year 326, soon 327... after a particular event, but I'm not actually sure how much time there's between the old calendar and the new one... Dates were never my favourite. [Grenn finishes in an apologetic tone, now more or less whispering.]

[Of course, she used the new calendar quite knowingly... if that guy over there is listening, and she's not sure either way, he's not going to be able to tell anything from those dates. She could have used the Hijri calendar, but then the exact dates could have been figured out, for those who knew that way of keeping time.]</small

[That guy over there remains apparently oblivious. Apparently.]

[Year 326?]

I don't know when that year is... or how far it is from the year I'm from. This is just all so confusing. May I ask what event took place that needed to instate a new calendar?

[She looks over at Sherlock again and wonders what year he's from]

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