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[She's muttering to herself here. What the journal picks up will be quiet and somewhat disjointed -- and definitely irritated.] Some kind of communications device, then. It seems a bit... bulky. I wonder... [Pause. There's a rhythmic tapping for a few moments.] Damn it.

[The sound of pages rustling. She clears her throat then and speaks loudly and forcefully.] Luceti. I've never heard of it. There's some sort of guide floating around that I've taken a look at, but I want to hear it from someone personally. Just why have I been brought here?

I have questions that need answered. It would be very much appreciated if someone would step up and start talking.

Start answering, or I start leveling the forest. [There's a pause and then a muttered:] If anyone even cares about the forest. Where the hell is this place? [It's obvious now that she's talking to herself. Journal? What journal?] Definitely not the cave I left. Nowhere near it; the place didn't look a thing like this.

[She trails off, muttering once in awhile about not knowing of anyone in the Bingo Book that can do something like this and about illusions cast before she abruptly cuts herself off. Right. Journal. Recording. She huffs.]

Damn it.

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[Well, you seem sorta almost familiar.]

I felt like threatening. It seemed the thing to do at the time.

[ Yeah, everyone says that. ]

I guess it could, sometimes. You're probably not the first person to try it when they first turn up. [ Well, not really to him, but those are petty details. ] Everyone's telling the truth, though; Moro is really protective of the trees here.

I'll remember that. Chouji, right? How long have you been around?

That's right. I've been here for almost two months, and Shikamaru got here a couple of weeks after that. He probably already knows more details than I do, though. [ Still so up for question answering anyway. Being helpful is good. ]

That's Shikamaru for you. [Shut up. That's not fond exasperation in her voice. It's just plain exasperation.]

What is this place? And don't tell me 'Luceti.' I figured that much out, thanks.

[ Oh, totally. And he is actually a little amused at the qualifications of answering. ]

All right, not Luceti. We don't know exactly how we all got here, but an organization called the Malnosso are keeping us here. They left us a lot of breathing room, but there's a barrier around it all that no one's been able to get through. And they run experiments on everybody once in a while.

Best vacation ever, sounds like.

[Sigh.]

[ He's been stranded here with all the cynics. Face the wrath of his optimism. ]

It's not all that bad on quiet days. Definitely not as good as being home, but not as bad as it could be.

[Oh, God, optimism. Ew, ew, get it away.]

I'm being led to believe that it's all or nothing here: either quiet days or insane experiments. No in-betweens. That's wonderful.

[ JUST ACCEPT IT ]

Sorry, Temari-san. I don't think anyone would know what to do with an in-between day around here. [ They're not all awesome ninja, after all. ]

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