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[ 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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[The video image is leaves.

Morgan actually climbed up that same tree, presumably for a better look around, just in case anyone in the immediate area could be recognized. No, it wasn't Robin's idea. As much sense as it might make to take a higher vantage point, he probably wouldn't want her climbing up like that for fear of falling out and either hurting herself or landing on him.]

...

[Ain't nobody got time for that, Robin.]

When I'm done looking for Minerva I'll do what you ask.

[Not a moment before.]

Hey! So you're the phony running around pretending to be Robin, huh? Why are you doing this? Who are you?

[ have an angry Lissa quickly assaulting you with questions. Lots of questions. ]

Nice try. I'm not gonna tell you where I am, creep! If you wanted to impersonate Robin, you could've at least put a wig on or something.

[ 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?

[Robin is left staring at the screen for a little bit. The hooded man here is eerily familiar, like her spitting image in dress -- the specifics are hard to tell -- but with a man's voice. She is feeling really, really bewildered by this. Still... she works up the courage to reply.]

[She has her hood up. It makes for the same effect, except that her voice is feminine. And there are some long, silvery locks of hair hanging out.]

Is your name really also Robin?

How fortuitous for us that our self-designated tactician is as knowledgeable as any other resident.

[Did someone call for a little snark? Rose, herself, is sat in the center of Astralfield, enjoying the perks of the daytime hours while she can. Rush hour is going to be weird.]

[ Morgan. Morgan. What are you doing. Why are you in the tree you are going to fall. ]

Morgan! Why are you...

[ Oh, nevermind. Dad will just stay here on the ground and mildly panic. He does know you are an adult ~~objectively. somwhere deep inside he tends to ignore because YOU ARE HIS CHILD.~~ ]

Please be careful.

Gerome.

[ He'd say go find the others first, but he knows that isn't going to happen. And, by this point, he's kind of worried about Minerva, too. ]

Have care, and keep an eye out for the others as well.

[ A pause. ]

Someone has probably seen her.

...Pretending?

[ Does that mean Validar's copy has come here, too? ]

I assure you, Lissa, I am not pretending. Is the other "Robin" here?

I pray he has not caused great trouble. I fear there is greater evil involved.

[ It takes a bit for some of what Lissa has said to sink in. ]

Wait... a wig?

What is wrong with my hair?

[speaking in a professional, almost fake-sounding tone]

I am also, apparently, a resident of Crystalden. I have heard of the information from our fellow citizens while conducting my own personal exploration. We are, apparently, quite technologically advanced. The handheld I received is almost fascinating. Too bad that I have done better.

Please explain your role as a tactician. You do not sound like you have the qualifications so far, so I am not sold. What is your experience?

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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. ]

[ 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 . . .

[ You, he takes the hood off for. Suddenly, Lissa is making a lot more sense about the wig. ]

....
I take it you are Robin as well?

It seems that this world is not bound to any timelines...

[ Give him a moment, this is rather strange. ]

Is there really a world where I am a woman? Interesting.

May I inquire as to your, uh, past exploits?

[ It would be bad if she was the Robin from the doomed timeline, after all. ]

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Crystalden, eh?

[ Impassive on that. It's someone he knows, sure, but Gaius doesn't really care one way or the other. ]

I'm over in Whitewood, Bubbles. It's kind of all in the name—a bunch of trees that are white.

Anyway, got any great ideas on how to get out of here? Or, maybe a sugar boost would help you out some.

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[ If nothing else, the sarcasm does snap some sense into him. ]

Forgive me. I failed to consider the other new... residents of this place.

I am Robin, the tactician for the Ylisse Shepherds, a paramilitary group hailing from the Halidom of Ylisse... though I suppose our members have expanded to individuals of the entire continent, now.

[ Still, he's going to need as much help as he can get if he wants to get his group... home. IF that is even possible. ]

Might I know who you are?

[It gets a lot eerier then. Their faces are the same; it's not a clone, really, but more like a brother. Like staring into a mirror and seeing something not quite right.]

...

I am. Tactician to the Shepherds, working with Chrom. But, ah...

[Oh, this is strange. He jumps to the conclusion she would have jumped to: that it's strange a male version of her exists somewhere. It makes her smile.]

I could say the same of you, you realize. Ah, let's see... I'm not sure where to begin. I awoke in a grassy field, with no memory, and Frederick was suspicious of me.

But we repelled Plegian bandits. That was before the war started and before the assassination attempt on the Exalt, although...

[Bad memory, that.]

Is any of that familiar?

[ More people from places that are not Ylisse. He really should have considered this possibility more strongly. It is certainly factoring in now. ]

I've led my troops through one successful war, [ Even if Emmeryn... It was thanks to Emmeryn, Robin has no doubts. ] and we are in the midst of another. At least in my time. [ With this second Robin, and others showing up... he is somewhat unsure as to how true this is for his acquaintances. ]

I could not claim to be tactician for any other, unless they choose it

[ Just because he has that ability to see other's stats doesn't mean it truly applies here. To that matter, he hasn't tried using it yet. Perhaps that should happen soon. ]

No sugar, thanks, Gaius.

[ But Whitefield. He hasn't heard of that one. More investigation to the exact nature of these districts is necessary. ]

I am working on possiblities, but at the moment I am just trying to gather more information. I fear what may happen because of the delay... [ It weighs on his mind, Walhart, his apparent double (the twin, not his... feminine counterpart), and the voice that calls to his mind. ]

But it would be worse to rush in unprepared for as many possible alternatives as I can possibly predict. [ He made such a mistake once. Never again. ~~Emmeryn weighs like a lodestone on his conscience, a mark of failure.~~ ]

War, you say?

[alright well, even if she's the last person to give anyone credit for anything, she knows when to if it's that big of a deal]

I'm interested in war. Riots. Battles. Experiences of the like. I will have to declare you legitimate.

Rose Lalonde. Unfortunately, my credentials pale in comparison to yours. You'll understand if I opt to spare myself the embarrassment of an attempt.

[That is, amateur psychoanalysis and saving the world from within the confines of some whacked-out game don't seem like meaningful credentials in the first place.]

I can't say I'm familiar with a "Ylisse," nor any associated shepherds. Can you tell me more about them?

...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.

Then she hasn't....

[ Robin looks both relieved and pained, but he does not explain further, afraid that his interference will lead to the same result it did in his lifetime. Perhaps it may go differently... ]

Nevermind. It seems we are very similar, for I have experienced the exact same set of circumstances. This is... better than I had hoped for, I confess.

I believe I have come from... further on in my chain of events than you, but it is not important.

[ He said he wasn't going to bother but he can't help but ask... ]

Is Exalt Emmeryn well?

[ He's going to regret asking, he knows it. Change the subject. ]

I hope that we may work together to try an return to our... respective Ylisse's as soon as possible. I take it you also have unfinished business that must be resolved?

[ Well, now that he thinks about it, it does seem kind of impressive. IT doesn't seem that way, though. ]

I am sure you have your own talents, Rose.

[ That's impressive. If, uh, Robin ever gets around to attemping to understand the scope of such a "video game" ]

The Halidom of Ylisse is a small country in the larger continent of Ylisse, where I hail from [ At least, he thinks so. ] There are other countries, Plegia and Ferox, and to the west is the continent of Valm.

[ This feels oddly like some sort of geography lesson, and yet he really only knows the basics of it form a tactical stand point. Not enough to give true academic attention to it. ]

The Shepherds are, well, they are my companions. At first, it was just a small group of some knights and other fighters lead by Prince Chrom–Exalt Chrom, now–but we seem to... gain more followers the more we fight. It was formed to defend the villages and towns of Ylisse from bandits and became a stronger force to be reckoned with.

[ Which has helped a great deal, what with the Risen, and now the invading Valmese empire ]

At the moment, we are trying to deal with a threat from an invading empire as well as... undead monsters known as Risen.

[ Hm, told like this his life actually sounds kind of exciting. More stressful than anything. He wouldn't change it and all his comrades for the world. ]

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...I am honored by your approval. [ This is fast becoming a very strange conversation. ]

Though such experiences I would not desire upon anyone.

[ Wars, riots, battles. Those things mean trouble and loss for Robin. It's a bit strange to find someone so curious about them. ]

If I can aid you, however, I shall strive to do so.

Oh, you're in Crystalden too?

[ Here's a bubbly and cheerful girl to answer the call. ] I didn't know we had a tactician!

[ Wait. ] What does a tactician do?

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