From one foreign world...

[not_mafia]

[When Tsuna woke up, he was on the ground, laying in the soft grass. The bright sun hurt his eyes and he winced as he sat up with a groan.]

What the...?

[And then he realizes that he's outside. He looks around, alarmed.]

Ah...!

[This was... a world change? But where was everybody?]

Uh... hey? Guys? Is anyone there?

[There's a tug at his mind, and he hears a step behind him. He turns around.]

Oh--!

[...that

is not a person.]

Hiiiiiiiiie!

[He falls over and scrambles backwards as it growls.]

S-such a huge wolf! D-don't eat me!!

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[not_mafia]

[sdlkfhsHASDJF] Wh-what?! Why would they do something like that?

[wilder]

[he shrugs] Black-market slave trade. It's depressingly become more common in the last couple years.

[not_mafia]

[S-something like that, so casually...!!

Of cousre, this was Zelos he was talking to. Slave trade, though. How awful...

Oh right, he was getting distracted. He had to get back to his friends. He glances back down the road, then sighs.]

Okay, okay! So I don't know any friends who moved into that place, but... I still think I have friends there! It's just... a feeling I have.

[Actually, the feeling he had was more of a sick feeling, like something bad was going to happen. He hoped his friends were okay, especially in a place like that.]

[wilder]

[He puts a hand on his hip]

Really.

[He sighs]

Look kid, you're unarmed and don't seem to have a clue to what's going on around you. Even if you're not a beautiful woman, I can't leave you on your own in good conscious.

[not_mafia]

I have a name, you know! ... it's Tsuna.

[Maybe that would ring a bell?]

[wilder]

[...]

Why was there a pause before you said your name? Did you have to think about what it was?

[NOPE]

this is my only angry icon whups

[not_mafia]

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Jeez, do you always have to pick on me?

SORRY THIS IS SO LATE

[wilder]

Always?

[So confused. And mildly concerned. Maybe this kid has a concussion]

What are you talking about, kid? I just met you.

SHAMES AND DISOWNS

[not_mafia]

No I--

[He gives a sigh. There's no use explaining it. There is just no feasible way he could talk about a magic castle and not be accused of getting high or something.]

Nevermind. Can we just go, then?