melodiesofkupo | letter + voice

[Early in the morning, almost as if it were timed, every single Native OC who was at the dinner last month and every Outworlder receives a similar physical packet. In it is, written in neat handwriting, a letter placed atop two different manila folders.]

Hey.

Most of you have never heard from me, but of those who have seen Futaba's notes on what we know so far, you may recognize my name. I am Takeshi Nakagawa, an Outworlder like most of you who receive this. Previously, I was a Hero of Light.

By now you've likely heard of the tale of Crystallis and how the journey ended for four of us. I was not one of them, but I witnessed their sacrifice along with countless others. It is because of their deeds that we are all here this day, for if they did not, all worlds and all universes would have been wiped out by a threat that posed to consume and assimilate them unto themselves and into an existence that doesn't know life or death.

I do not share this with the intention of scaring anyone, but to inform you all of what has been hinted at and danced around. What we may face in the coming months may well hinge on what we know.

As a promise for the future: I intend to keep sharing these words gathered here to every person who shows up in the Dream Width. 'Cuz those who turn their backs on the past risk history repeating itself.

I will post something on the network shortly after everyone should be receiving this. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me there or mail them to me physically. For those who arrive in the coming waves, you can always reach me via the contacts list if my name has not been grayed out.

We need to be prepared, and face whatever comes our way head-on.

Also, as some of this concerns a certain problem, do not share this with anyone outside our number until the world leaders agree to go public about it.

- Takeshi Nakagawa

[Said manila folders of information are labeled Crystallis' Status Report (outdated, obviously) and Addendum: the World of Ruins and the Aftermath. About three hours after the characters receive this, a post on the linkshell shows up. The voice is tired, likely from having worked on assisting with custom jobs all day. Yet his voice remains crystal clear:]

Hey. If you're not completely distracted by working on these custom jobs, you've likely seen the letters I've sent most of you by now. Ran out of paper while working on one for the Center employees. If not, take the time to read them before responding to this. For those who have: I expect you all have questions after the letter I sent. If I can, I'll try to answer them.

For those who don't know me, I'm Takeshi.

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Thank you very much for all this information. I'm glad you and possibly others were able to come out the other side of that ... situation, your knowledge may be invaluable.

['May'? Xehanort's betting that it'll be vital.]

Is this history repeating itself?

[There is a pause; sorry, his brain may have short circuited a second.]

There are a few of us here; most either remained or returned to their old lives.

And no problem. Wish I could say it wasn't, but... I've seen a few things that're happening here happen in Crystallis. The major one I wouldn't say over this.

[The response is weighed carefully, partly because it's IMPORTANT SHIT, partly because, well, this sounds like that pain in the ass who's been giving him a hard time on TWO worlds now.

But the lack of hostility and run-around is telling.]

Is there a safer way to discuss such things? If this method isn't viable, does that mean the person-to-person messages are also unwise?

[There's a pause here as well, ALMOST long enough to suggest he's done, but then-]

.. And pardon me if this is .. rude or prying, but ... Is there another person here who sounds rather like you?

[He doesn't have the downright hostile relationship the real thing does with Xehanorts. In fact, the only one he personally met was Xemnas and he'd once tried to help offer information then, too. Which went about as well as one would suspect.

Tread carefully, the warning pops in his head.]

Keep in mind that until recently, there was a person who hacked into the mognet who was reading all our conversations. Person-to-person messages would work, if you trust the moogle delivering them. In person would likely be the wisest.

[Ahh, the ever-present question. One he hasn't had asked to him in years. His tone is wry in response:]

You mean Riku.

I trust .. one moogle. She is of the opinion no moogle would ever mis-deliver a message, but she might be a bit. Biased. I wouldn't mind in-person, but be warned I'm likely to share any relevant information I get with others if I think they can make use of it.

[By the feminine giggle just off the mic, 'she' is likely Xehanort's own moogle, but she's not going to add much to the discussion aside from a barely heard It's true, kupo, you can trust us!

But while Takeshi's wry, Xehanort's tone is ...cautious. It's not fun territory for HIM, if this fellow gets that problem too..]

A proper name exchange never happened. If you are not he, I would ... very much like to prevent any mistaken identities. They've caused me nothing but problems in the last two worlds, I can't imagine it's easier on anyone else.

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I don't mind. It's just that I do not trust the security of these devices, considering what we promised as a whole at the Festival. As for moogles, I only trust one as well.

[There's a soft "R-really?" in the background. He ignores it, just as cautious despite his wry tone.]

I know the feeling. [With that, he briefly switches to video; the reason why becomes obvious. He is older in appearance; likely by about five or six years than the other who had given him grief. His hair is longer as well, more white than the purple-tinted silver of the original. The wall behind him is nondescript, but all the same... the cyan eyes remain the same.

He returns to voice-only.] I will be at the Center, testing the custom job asterisk system for a few days.

[Best to keep in a large group than hermit away the first few days.]

[Trust one's own moogle, all the rest: disbelieve!

The devices not being trusted made sense. From what he understood of the technology on Earth, cellphones too were subjected to hacking. It was best safe than sorry, when world ending threats were involved. Especially if one of the threats were listening in.

But as the video turns on, explaining matters rather thoroughly, there's silence for a time, and then a brief, dry chuckle.]

I'd say you definitely know the headache it involves then. But I don't think I'll mistake you in person for ... ah, 'Riku' was it? He's a fair bit younger. I'm glad that's straightened out before it can cause issues.

[..Actually rather like himself and Terra in that respect, though the gap was smaller.]

I recently volunteered to help with the custom job research, I enjoy that sort of work. I'll get in touch with you when I spot you there, the more information there is to work with on this matter the better.

[To be fair, he knew not of the other moogles' integrity. Thus, he remains silent on his feelings on the one other he does know well: Bonnie.

He trusts her about as far as he can throw her, and he doesn't know Throw yet.]

Yes, and that makes one more on that list, at least. [Who isn't on that list, he won't say. That's his business.] Alright, though I don't think I caught your name.

[He hadn't encountered Bonnie yet, but there were surely some of them that could be trusted. Xehanort was reserving judgment til he met a given individual though.

Hopefully there wasn't some great moogle conspiracy going on.]

Xehanort.

[...It's a very good thing that this is just audio; he recognizes that name. The full significance is lost on him, however; he's from before they know the true name of the man's Heartless who would possess Riku.]

Nice to meet you, Xehanort. [Moogle conspiracies may be the one thing they have to worry about the least right now.]

letter + voice

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noises and so on

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