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†01「Locked to 336 Brady」

[Waking up in a bed in a room full of things he didn't recognize, clothes he didn't remember owning, in a place he didn't know: left Hope in a of a state of panic. The last thing he remembered was jumping down from an airship onto a race track, following after his friends to infiltrate Eden. Thinking about it now, he couldn't even remember landing on his feet after the leap. What stood out most to the young teen though in his fleet of uncertainty was his left wrist, which was no longer branded with the mark of a l'Cie.]

Hello?? Is anyone there?? [He'll call out into the home, cautiously going down the hall with a bat, which he found in 'his' room, at hand.]

†02「Phone」Morning

[The phone in Hope's new home was very different from the phones he was used to, but after a little bit of investigation and time to calm down he's decided to use it and try to contact his friends.]

This calls out to everyone, so uh, can someone tell me how I got here. This is place is called Mayfield isn't it....? I'm... I'm looking for some people too.

†03「Action」

A 「Streets of Mayfield」Afternoon

[After determining his 'fake home' was the last place he wanted to be: Hope went to the streets exploring. So where ever you are, regardless of what you might happen to be doing; you might see a small young teen wandering around. He doesn't seem exactly sure about talking to others, but he is rather interested in the homes and vehicles he keeps passing. He might even stop in front of the one in your driveway or just outside your home or shop and start fiddling with it.]

B 「At the Park」Evening

[He didn't know anyone, didn't recognize anything in the town, really the park was just one more brand new place he would have to familiarize himself with. Probably the only consoling aspect of the play ground was that it didn't have pictures of him and some random family hanging around the walls.

It's getting dark out though, and he wasn't exactly sure how to get back to where he started.]

... I guess it's not like I haven't slept outside before.

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No problem. We've all gotta stick together in Mayfield, and it'd be cool to have someone else living in the house with me who isn't a drone.

[She pauses a moment. He must be new if he didn't know where his house was.]

Has anyone told you about this place yet?

Mm... I-you live alone then? [Tugging his scarf a little with his free hand.]

I-I've heard a bit from various people... I know what drones are, and that we can't get out of here.

Yeah. I mean, I have a drone mum, dad and brother, but I'm the only one in there who's still, well, me.

Ok, well, if you know that, than that's good. Also, don't drink the milk. It's poisonous. I know, weird, but someone told me the milkman here is crazy, and he puts stuff in the milk that hurts you.

I've only met the guy who's supposed to be my 'father'. [He seems rather dejected at this.] The rest of my house was kind of empty when I woke up. I... know what you mean though, being by yourself isn't fun.

Why would they poison the milk?? What's the point of kidnapping someone and keeping them as a pet if they're trying to kill them.

I don't know. The town likes to try and kill us on a monthly basis, and no one knows why. Sometimes though, the Mayor says it's to punish us when we don't fall in line.

[Oh, she notices the dejection.]

Is your "dad" here an OK guy? Some of the people here are really bad criminals.

What..?? But they're the ones that kidnapped us all to begin with-! Are we like pets to them??

My 'dad'? He... seems nice enough, but I don't need a replacement family. [He bites the inner side of his cheek before speaking again.]

It's, hard, to say what I think about him. It's not fair to dislike him because I don't know him. [Which was just the start of the rocky relationship he had with his real father back home. ]

If I had a dog, I'd treat it a whole lot better than how they're treating us.

I...I know how you feel about it. Suddenly having a "Dad" here when you've got one of your own at home. I mean, the guy you're living with is probably stuck here too, and it's not fair to him, but...you can't really help it. You can't replace fathers.

[Hope fell silent, thinking back to a time where he would have gladly replaced his real father. Was this what it meant to have wishes come true, even when he didn't want them any more??]

It's like they're trying to implement the same idea: you can't change what they've done... [He tugs at his scarf again, pulling it closer to his nose.]

[She puts a hand on his shoulder.]

We just have to deal with it. But we don't have to do it alone. I've made some good friends here, and they've really helped me out a lot.

[He nods in agreement, appreciating the comforting gesture. ]

I have friends like that, back where I'm from. I hope they're okay.

...So you've been here a while then, to know so much about this place.

I've been here a few months. It's been hard, but sometimes it's ok. When the town isn't trying to kill us, it's not too bad. I still have to go to school and study, and I've got a part time job at a cafe here.

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