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[Zidane's been around for at least a little while now. After leaving Good Spirits, he's wandering around somewhere.]

[Man, what is with him and bumping into people today? He blinks and steps away from the person he bumped into now.] Ahaha, sorry! [He's rubbing the back of his head a bit with an embarrassed look on his face.]

[Mulder is wrapped up enough in this investigation that an accidental run-in with one of the visitors? Is totally ok.]

It's all right, I don't think I broke anything. [Yep... looks like a 'visitor' for sure, no wings.] Were you in a hurry to get somewhere in particular?

Good. I didn't mean to run into ya. [Cause hey, Zidane's a shrimp compared to this guy. His tail flicks at the question.] Nah, just lookin' for my friends and figurin' out where I am.

I'm not sure whether or not I'd be able to answer the first part, but as for where you are... welcome to Luceti, the happiest place not on earth.

[There's a nice bit of sarcasm on that "happiest", naturally.]

Ah? Oh. Dagger, Eiko, Vivi? [Tossing out a few names for now.]

Luceti? Hm. Is th't why you have wings? [Just a guess on his part since he's seeing people with and without 'em. He did note the sarcasm though.] So was that a good or bad welcome? [Have a grin]

That was a disgruntled, world-weary warning about what you're getting yourself into. [He grins back at him.] This place isn't one that anyone really intends to be in. The wings are just the icing on the cake. What I can't figure out is why none of you newcomers have them.

[ Eventually, during her own excursion, she spots Mulder out and about. Marita knows that his curiosity usually gets the best of him, but even she is interested in finding out what this whole ordeal is about. She does not catch his attention until she feels comfortable with the amount of people surrounding them — an old habit she is sure she will never be rid of. ]

Mr. Mulder.

Marita, I was actually hoping I'd be able to find you.

[He'd wanted to discuss what was going on and see what she made of it. She'd surely have an insight he hadn't thought of, maybe something which could help him understand this situation better.]

I think you're getting to see one of our regular "experiments" firsthand... though you've got me on what it means.

[He's still in the middle of figuring this out.]

Mr. Layton spoke of those living in other enclosures. Could it be possible that these wingless are from them?

[ But why integrate those without wings to those with them? Unless there is something more apparent behind it that neither of them knew. ]

We did have a batch of those refugees in here, at one time. But they all had wings. The lack of wings is the most troubling part about this... but it's possible there's a reason, some new experiment, that's happened to them.

[So very troubling. Mulder can't stop that part of his mind from screaming "SOMETHING FAMILIAR" about that winglessness.]

[ She nods. ]

The majority of them seem to be just as confused about it as we are... but I'm unclear on the significance of being brought in in the first place or if they have any memories of being experimented on prior to Luceti.

It's fully probable that they've had the memory erased by now, of course, which makes it difficult to find out more. They all seem about as confused as the average New Feather so far.

What's the point in bringing them then? Unless they are planning something completely different than just integration, but... why bring them here wingless?

[That winglessness is definitely going to continue to bother him.]

Maybe their enclosure is being renovated. [He says dryly, as he tries to puzzle out what their state really means.] They might have developed something other than wings for these new people. Maybe something internal instead.

[Of course, how could they even verify such a thing, lacking any sufficient equipment to run any scans for implants or the like...]

Another form of a tracking device where the communication is still neurologically wired to the brain, perhaps. There seems to be no difference, otherwise... which would be contrary to how the other shifts work and how clueless they seem to be of their situation.

They could be new abductees, which would account for why they're so uninformed, though this would be an abnormally large number if so... New Feather cycles rarely lead to such noticeably crowded conditions. They don't have the typical newcomer characteristics beyond that.

Yes, I've notice that as well...

All I have figured out is that it may be some sort of way of taunting us. Those who run this place reminding us that we're trapped here, unable to leave against our own will. Similar to how one embassy or country may taunt another to ensure who has more strength over a situation.

Taunting us... now that's definitely their style. I've often speculated that's their motive, during some of the more outlandish experiments.

From what I've read, it sounds as if asserting their power over those inhabited here doesn't seem all that unlikely... [ It leaves her with the familiar resonation of being trapped in Fort Marlene; able to go wherever she pleased throughout the facility, but with the inability to ever leave it. She bites her tongue, attempt to hide the bitterness. ] It's a common reaction, mostly when one feels out of control, but I don't think that's the case here. The Malnosso understands how much control they have.

Still, it doesn't feel like that is the only reason to do this, even if taunting us is one of the main reasons.

The "official" [Complete with finger quotes.] story that they've given is that these experiments are intended to find us all a way out of here... that the Malnosso only toss us in this enclosure, but don't do the initial dragging us in to the world, and they're trying to find a way from this world just as much as we are.

...Except I really can't see how turning us into animals or rewriting our histories or enhancing our most annoying traits has anything to do with getting us out of here. Mistakes have happened, of course, but that doesn't explain the intentional experiments.

Then, Luceti isn't the Malnosso's world? [ Suddenly, her expression turns to interest — her eyes peel away from the crowds and focus on Mulder. ] If that's true, then why choose us as experiments? I understand the Malnosso must have more expertise than scientists from our world, as well as other worlds... but why recruit only them if there are chances of scientists from worlds other than their own that could contribute to finding a way to leave?

That's among the big questions that I've never gotten a satisfactory answer to. Presumably, because they were here first, and then they developed that Shifting technology and needed convenient lab rats... They now hold the power, regardless of their situation, and I think we both know how unwilling people are to let that go once they get it.

[Spock was walking by... and he hears a familiar voice...

He turns to the source of the voice...]

Mister Mulder, it is well to finally see you.

[...IT'S SPOCK.]

[The experiment can wait for a few moments. Right here and now, Mulder is face to face with his ultimate childhood idol, and he is... so astonished and excited. He feels like he's eleven again. With a grin he's sure is rather dorky, he makes the appropriate hand greeting.]

It's a pleasure to meet you in person, Mr. Spock. This is something I always thought I could only dream of.

[Spock lifts his hand in a Ta'al, pleasantly surprised by the action...]

What do you make of the odd activity Luceti is experiencing?

[Life is just damn cool right now. But Mulder has enough sense to hold himself together even while having perhaps the best encounter of all time.]

Oh, that. It's... a bit unsettling, to see so many people here who don't have any wings. I'm trying to develop a theory on why that is. None of them so far appear to have any knowledge of being from another enclosure...

[Spock considers this...]

Indeed... I have had the opportunity to question a few of these new individuals as well.... and it would seem that their appearance is most likely a shift.

Odd though it may seem. Another unexplained phenomenon that this world seems to provide on a regular basis. [For an avid scientist, it was a bit frustrating.]

Perhaps you would be willing to set aside your research for the time being, and join me for 'lunch'? [This may have sounded awkward, only because Spock was not used to asking people such things.]

[Would he ever! Mulder assumes he'll have an entire week of observations to make, and then all the time in the world after to analyze it all and figure out where it fits among his various files.]

[For now, he'll just have lunch with Spock and attempt to keep his geeky fanboying to a minimum. Ahem. Yes.]

I'd be more than willing. All of this observation and theorizing makes a guy hungry.

Indeed... [Spock regards him with an eyebrow for a moment... then gives him a rare Vulcan half-smile...]

Perhaps you would be amenable to going to Seventh Heaven? [Spock gestures down the path...]

I recently met someone from your universe.

That sounds like a good plan. [A dream come true in many ways. Mulder looks at him curiously.] Oh? Did you meet Scully?

I was referring to Miss Marita... I did not know Miss Scully was from your universe. Though I have met her as well....

...Miss Scully suffered a most unusual Malnosso effect.. I hope she has recovered from it.

She's gotten better since then, and I know she's relieved to have that one out of her system.

[Though he thinks it could have been a lot worse.]

Anyway, I'm glad you met Marita as well. She helped me a great deal back home, on a number of very difficult cases.

[ooc: Can we handwave this conversation? I forgot that everything that happens during 4th Wall is forgotten... boourns! I want Spock to be able to remember our interactions~]

[It's fine with me! I think they're allowed to "vaguely" remember interacting with other Lucetians so maybe there'd be some uncertain sense of having met. Though knowing Mulder he'll want a proper meeting later anyway! XD]

Edited 2013-02-05 04:43 (UTC)

[Rydia is wandering around, not at all dressed for the cold and looking rather unhappy in general.]

[Mulder happens to notice the little girl and- oh, hey, she looks a lot like Rydia. Are they also de-aging in addition? Because that's hardly surprising if so. That happens to someone somewhere almost every day. Though he notices the lack of wings.]

Are you all right? You look a little bit lost.

[Her lower lip sticks out a little.]

Where is this? It's not near Fabul, is it? I have to get to Baron, so I can't stay here.

Not quite... but maybe you'll find your way back soon.

[He has a hunch that this is only a temporary situation, though he can't figure how long. A week, likely...]

What's this "Baron" like?

I've never been there, but Cecil told me it has a town with walls and a big castle and lots of airships. And there's a chocobo forest nearby.

[She looks at him a little hopefully, waiting for that to trigger any news.]

Hm... well, I think I've heard of people from worlds with chocobos, so maybe we can find someone who knows more about it. Aren't they giant birds of some kind?

[It could be deja vu. Or it could also be the creepy sensation of something following you, Mulder.

Or maybe it's both. Okay, definitely both, because Nyancat is back for round two, only this time it's closely floating along after Mulder as he investigates around town, quiet as can be.

Closer... closer... riiiight behind him.]

[That feeling of being watched. He has it right now.]

[Mulder knows he damn well better trust his instincts. So when he feels like something is WATCHING... Well, his instinct is basically to look UP, first, in case of some pesky UFOs. But then he glances around on the ground level, and eventually turns...]

[And then he came face to face with a floating poptart cat, still floating right behind him at face height when he turned.]

Nyaan.

['sup, bro.]

[Mmm, poptarts sound so delicious right no- No, what is he thinking? This looks like a living creature.]

[WHY IS THIS ODDLY FAMILIAR? It's like this day has been one surreal recurring dream.]

So. [Let's be nonchalant.] What planet did you come down here from?

[But it is so delicious. So very delicious. Are you sure you don't want a poptart, Mulder?

well. okay. that would be kind of creepy since it's a living poptart but... yeah.

It tilts its head to one side at the question, blinks, and begins drifting off backwards away from him. The faint trail of rainbow colors follows in its wake. Silly FBI agent, cats can't talk!]

[And they generally can't fly. Or be made of poptart material at all. Or the rainbow trailing after-]

OH MY GOD WHERE IS THAT RAINBOW COMING FROM?!

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Childhood! :D Love your Mulder

aw, YAY! thank you! and great to see a Zidane too

Zidane's a shorty, I'd say around 4'7ish?

quite small compared to a six foot dude!

Such a shorty next to Squall and co. /keeps waiting for Skinner to pop up here

lmao he is, lots of dissidia people are so TALL. also would love love love a Skin-man XD

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