Event Ten.

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Little Willie, mean as hell, Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter."

t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well. (And elsewhere, in the Town, everyone's waking up to gifts of various usefulness, but hopefully they remember to check the well today even so!) What now? Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! Meanwhile, the current characters have some new gifts. If there are any questions, please ask them here, and have fun! Thank you!

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[ Sebastian can't help but wonder about that claim if he's not familiar with the Phantomhives. Among those that did have knowledge of the various noble families of England, the Phantomhives in particular had a reputation that was quiet, but infamous. The Queen's Watchdog was a rather secretive position, and so of course all of the noble families knew of it.

Though naturally, that train of thought is quickly stopped at Lupin's suggestion. Sebastian's thoughtful expression turns to open surprise instead. ]

I— I beg your pardon? We could be from different Earths?

[ thanks for the jamjar intro lupin... ]

[heartsteals]

[ he literally came out here to do this, it's fine!! Lupin nods his head, expression somewhat apologetic. ]

Like something out of a fairy tale, right? I've seen some pretty good evidence that it's the case, though. Most of the people here are from all different times and places. A few of my best friends here are some kids from Japan in the year 2000.

[ and that's not even touching on the literal aliens hanging around, like Cairngorm. ]

It was 1853 when I left, by the way, so maybe the Phantomhive house simply wasn't at its peak then.

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[ Sebastian listens quite seriously as Lupin explains. He's not exactly disbelieving, it seems, but it's still quite a lot to consider, even for him. He may be an impossibly old creature that lives in another realm himself, but the exchange he's familiar with was quite simple. Time is linear, and the realm he's summoned to is quite consistent.

He makes a light, thoughtful noise as he seemingly takes all this in. ]

I see. That could certainly explain it, though admittedly, there are even more questions raised where one is answered.

[ To put it mildly. ]

I do not know whether they were at a peak or not, but as I came from 1889, it is certainly not the distant past. [ Another thoughtful noise, but he shakes his head ] I suppose it does not matter terribly. If you are not familiar with them, then that is that.

[heartsteals]

[ If Sebastian doesn't believe him, he can't blame him. He's not even sure he believes himself. By all the logic he knows, this entire situation shouldn't even be possible - yet here he is, and here he has been for almost half a year. After a while, he just had to throw logic to the curb. ]

I thought you must be from around my time! That's a bit of a relief. I was starting to feel like the odd one out.

[ which he's normally okay with, but not when it means he knows less than everyone... ]

Did you get a good look at everyone down in the well with you?

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[ Lupin's enthusiasm gets Sebastian to smile a bit more, as if he were taking a similar sense of camaraderie. ]

Ah, so indeed? I have certainly gotten the sense that perhaps I was out of place simply by the sense of fashion I have been seeing, but— [ He chuckles ] At least now we both know of one other, yes?

[ But to the matter of the well: ]

I did, yes... And he was not there. [ Nor is he anywhere in the village, he already knows. As soon as he had made it out of the well and gotten away from prying eyes, he had really looked for his master. If he were here, he would have known immediately and been able to go to his side. The fact that he is not is... Troubling. But he also has to give an effort for appearances before he can start trying to resolve the matter. ]

From your asking, I realize perhaps my search is wishful thinking... I've also little idea how to phrase this correctly, so forgive me, but do we not arrive at random times?

[heartsteals]

Well, I can't say for certain... but I've been keeping track of when people appear, and it's happened regularly roughly every other month. We haven't got a calendar, mind you, so that's about as precisely as I can measure it.

[ he won't elaborate on Sebastian not finding Ciel in the well; judging by the man's expression, he already knows that means Ciel probably isn't here with him, and there's not much Lupin can say that will comfort him on that matter. ]