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△ First. [ Dictated ]
[There is a slight bit of rustling as the journal is picked up and the pages are briskly flipped through.]
Hmm. Tell me, how many of you are writing in this book?
[As his words form upon the page, Kimblee takes note of their presence with idle curiosity.]
Or speaking, as it may well be. I would suspect at least a hundred, judging by the most recent pages, but perhaps one of you could humor me?
[There's a very slight pause, as he examines his surroundings better.]
The architecture of this building is not Amestrian. In fact, it isn't like anything I've ever seen before. This entire place feels off.
... I would like to know where I am.
Hmm. Tell me, how many of you are writing in this book?
[As his words form upon the page, Kimblee takes note of their presence with idle curiosity.]
Or speaking, as it may well be. I would suspect at least a hundred, judging by the most recent pages, but perhaps one of you could humor me?
[There's a very slight pause, as he examines his surroundings better.]
The architecture of this building is not Amestrian. In fact, it isn't like anything I've ever seen before. This entire place feels off.
... I would like to know where I am.
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