Badfic Manor

[Naoto switches of the feed to reveal her once dark blue hair was now a deep dark black.]

It appears that not only can the author change our abilities when she so choose, but she can also change our outward appearance. This is a rather interesting piece of information indeed, yet at the same time I do wonder just how much freewill we really have here.

[She looks down for a moment, her mind not really wanting to think about the subject much.]

I do believe we have at least a tiny bit of freewill, but given the authors abilities to manipulate the environment to her will, every so often, one does have to wonder if what freewill we have is enough.

[She moves her hand, revealing a pen within it's grasp as she taps it against her chin, her mind deep in thought for the brief moment.]

I wonder...

[Naoto had only just managed to switch this communicator on as she sat at her desk, hand on her head as she didn't overly great.]

I apologize for being a nuisance, but I don't think I'd be able to get from here to the kitchen without at least once passing out from the pain.

[She leant over slightly on the table, hand still firmly in place on her head.]

I'm asking if anyone would be so kind as to find some pain killers?

[Naoto had been pondering something for the past few days, the fact that it had been quiet was odd enough, but that wasn't what got her really thinking. Staring at the Blackberry she kept her game face on, one that was rather serious, calm and if anything as serious as one can get.]

It has been brought to my attention from someone that, yes this may be a kidnapping by a teenage girl, but I'm curious to know one thing. Why were we targeted? Why out of millions, possible billions of people were we chosen to be here. 

[She hadn't changed expression once as she glanced down at a notebook that was held lightly in her hands.]

In most investigations I've been involved in over my years, I've seen various connections between a case and the victims. There is always a connection in one way or another, no matter how small.

[She gripped her note book slightly before flipping a page full of various notes she had taken.]

I'm voicing this to see if anyone thinks they have found that connection between all of us. I'd appreciate it if you let me know, thank you.

[She smiles slightly, happy with what she has said.]

As to the person who mentioned this, I am thankful. Maybe we can finally figure out more than we could have before.

[Naoto hasn't realised that the Blackberry was on when she was sitting by her desk, a saddened look upon her face. She didn't believe what she saw when she had woken up, her parents, floating above her bed, like ghosts as white as sheets. She of course didn't believe this to be true, after all it isn't logical for them to exist, even given the fact that Personas and Shadows and even Gods existed where she was from.]

How... complicated this place is. To be able to replicate an image of someone very close. One must wonder how the young woman managed to be able to do that, but no less. They really aren't my parents. They are just illusions thought up by the Author.

[She looks down slightly, the ghostly figured sticking around her for the time being. It was only for a moment before she reaches over and picks up the Blackberry.]

It's illogical that these 'ghosts' exist, yet why are they here? What sort of fun does she get from showing us this? I don't know how these questions can even be answered considering the girl herself doesn't talk to any of us. [She closes her eyes slightly and lets out a slight laugh.] Maybe I'm thinking too much on it, but none the less she's somehow managed to do something that can't be explained and that is something I'm not use to.

[Opening her eyes again she turns her head slightly, looking back at the image of her parents once more as her mother went floating up to her as she smiles slightly, switching the feed off.]

[Naoto study's the Blackberry carefully, it seemed like an older model of the phone, but still, in a place such as this it was rather odd to see a phone like this. Considering they appeared to be in the renaissance period.]

I wonder why a contraption such as this exists in what appears to be the renaissance?

[She turns it around, the scene you now see if one from outside the window, to the view of the place. After a moment or two it gets turned back around before placed upon the table, revealing Naoto's outfit.]

It appears that I'm definatly not in Inaba anymore, nor might I be anywhere nearby, as I have never seen a room like this anywhere near, and it's definatly not one from Amagi Inn.

[She pauses for a moment, turning her head before she started to walk toewards the door, opening it before glancing outside. She was hoping to find something, anything about who had managed to get her here, she knew she wasn't invesitgating anything right now.]

He...couldn't have caused this, I thought it was over.

[So, that idea of the tv had gone as soon as it had entered her mind, but for now it was time to go out and look around as the feed shuts off due to it not being used.]