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orange-scarf:

[She scampered to a smoke stack a little closer to the man, so she could get a better view. Yes, he was far too pretty to be a resident of the flow.

Then, it struck her that he may be another lost person and turned her suspicion into wonder — after all, her older self wasn’t going to miraculously show up and lead this man to wherever he needed to be. Little Sabitsuki herself didn’t know all of flow that well — save for the horrid Parade floor because she was there too — but the least she could do was greet this man. She let her self fade into view, then stepped out from behind the smoke stack, her footsteps silent.] Um, hi.

“Oh?” Wilhelm’s eyes found their way to a single individual who seemed to be alone in this place. Wherever this location was, it seemed to be quite… empty. “Greetings, Miss. Would you have the honor in telling me where we are? It seems as if I’ve taken a step too far from my desired location.”

You’re in the Industrial Snow World. [Little Sabitsuki said after a long pause.] You aren’t from here, I think … [He couldn’t have been.  He looked as if he walked out of a storybook and he spoke like someone from a completely different era.] Do you know how you ended up here, mister?

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