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I haven't seen a single post-it or waffle in this hellhole yet. It's just unnatural.

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Oh! That's, um, awful!

I can make Taiyaki!

Yes, it really is.

I'm sure I'd jump out of my skin if I knew what the hell that is, peanut.

Pardon me, for asking, but post-its are those little pieces of paper that stick to things, right? You can write notes on them for people, and for yourself?

Or others can write notes for you. Assignments, reminders. Why? Have you seen anyone carrying a post-it?

I haven't seen anyone carrying a post-it, but I think you can get them at the supermarket!

It might be good for me to get some too...

Didn't think so. They'd have found me by now.

I'm Rube.

Is there someone looking for you?

I'm Natsume Aya, it's a pleasure to meet you, Rube-san.

No, but I'm looking for them. A few of them, if you want to get technical.

Same to you, ma'am, but it's just Rube.

Who are "They"? Why are "they" looking for you?

Oh! ...If you don't mind me asking, that is. ^_^;

Mm, Rube.

My reapers. They were in my group, and they're all fuck ups, but I don't like being here without them.

Yes, Rube.

"Reapers"? Like Death?

More like Death's little worker elves, but that's the general idea.

I'll tell you if I see them! I'm pretty sure that I can pick up on something like that.

Well, thank you. But it's not like we wear the robes and carry the scythes. We like to think we're a bit more subtle than that.

Well, I think I'd sense something like that... That's part of my "Power!"

Power. Really. What's your power?

It's the Dragon's Eye! It lets me sense things like that.

You can sense death?

...Sometimes, I can. I don't like the way it feels, though.

Sounds like a graveling.

None of us do. Some, but they're sick fucks. What happens? Are you a worker elf too?

Um... no, I'm not anything like that. I'm just Natsume Aya, I'm a part of the Red Feather Family, though.

It's like you kids speak a different language.

I'm sorry, am I confusing you?

Just a bit, peanut.

It's strange when everyone's from a different world. Um... I don't think I'm a "working elf" or whatever it was that you asked me.

Hence why my group needs to get here.

Well, that's good for you. You'd be useful to have around. Make the detective work a lot easier. Problem is, it doesn't seem I'm of much use here.

It's hard because I don't think anyone is, really, I think we all feel useless...

Good to know we all fit in the same handbasket.

Hopefully we'll be able to do something, once we find out how.

It's kinda like waffles...

They've gotta have a waffle-iron somewhere, right? I mean, it's not like it's dangerous technology or something. And I thought their was a Waffle House right on the outskirts; looked pretty shifty, though. I dunno about the food in this place, man, I mean if you can't trust Coke to still be around, what's left to believe in?

As long as there's a Waffle House.

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