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[taktikos]

[ For all that this is a video post, Robin's hood covers most of his face, and he voice seems somewhat tinny thanks to the device. It may take a bit more fine tuning before he can use it to the extent that he would like. Still, his message should be broadcast network wide, which is all that he really wants at the moment. ]

This is your tactician speaking. I am trying to ascertain a count of all of us who ended up... [ He's pauses, searching for the right word ] transported... to this location, as well as make sure that we can get in contact with each other.

[ He turns away from the screen, as if checking his surroundings which can be vaguely seen behind him as a brightly lit black monolith-like structures, very urbanised. ]

I am in the 'district' I believe that is the proper term Crystalden. I am near the only tree I've managed to find in the area, and as such I am assuming it is the only one.

If all of you could try to find a similarly unique aspect to each of your districts and head to that location, as well as call or send a written message back to me, it would be greatly appreciated.

[ He sighs, and pushes a hand up under his hood, possibly to rub his temples. ]

I won't let this interfere with the 'situation' we must face back home, but I will need your cooperation.

Thank you.

[ The video is terminated, but the line seems to be open. ]

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[teabear]

[ Though the hood is familiar, the rather masculine voice is not, sparking Maribelle's suspicion. Thankfully, she's had sufficient outside help to understand how to at least see and respond in good time (typing is another matter). ]

. . . Whose tactician is this, exactly?

[Video]

[taktikos]

Robin, tactician of Ylisse's Shepherds. [ In hindsight, he could have probably made that clearer in his initial video. Still... ]

Maribelle, you should know this. We've been fighting a war. [ Well, sort of two, from his point of view. ]

[Video]

[teabear]

[ She visibly cringes, as though surprised, then offended.

She starts off lowly, like a snake rising to strike. ]

I must say, you know the ins of our esteemed strategist. However, one detail is gravely amiss in your imitation . . .

[Video]

[taktikos]

...I'm not female?

[ Thank you, alternate self, for making his life both more understandable and more complicated. ]

My apologies, Maribelle. It appears there are... more versions of myself than I was previously aware.

I assume a similar principle must apply to you? I must know a different Maribelle.

[ This is beginning to hurt his head. ]

I can only hope we reach some sort of agreement, nonetheless. Both of myselves...we will need all the help we can get.

[Video]

[teabear]

[ The thought of a different "Maribelle" prompts her to scoff. Preposterous—there can only be one! A lady of high standing can't simply be replicated. Ridiculous! ]

. . . though I still bear my suspicions, for Robin's sake, I shall do as you suggest. I see no reason to reject your proposal.

In exchange, I expect a more suitable answer in the near future. As it is, I find trusting all that you say to be quite . . . difficult.

[Video]

[taktikos]

I thank you for your patience, and as soon as we can figure out more about the details of... our mutual existance, I shall inform you.

[ This is not strange at all. ]

[Video]

[teabear]

Thank you. Now, if there's nothing more to be said, I shall be excusing myself.