[center][h1][color=39b54a]Izuna Sakuya[/color][/h1]

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[color=39b54a]"Izuna... Sakuya."[/color] Was all she answered after standing up to pat the dust off the jacket and skirt of her "uniform". Not like it means anything outside of a place that's alien to her. She notes the new arrival and begins the head count with him before pointing to herself lastly. [color=39b54a]"There's four of us here, unless there's more people showing up."[/color] There's nothing else noteworthy about their location in the forest, at least now, anyway. The grass is greener than usual and it smells of Mother Nature's air but that isn't the odd thing about this bunch. Izuna doesn't know these people much less seen them from her recorded memory. She is well-aware that this was more than just simple coincidence.

[color=39b54a]"Anyone know a way out? Because I don't have any survivalist camper experience."[/color] Right. That's a good way to break the ice at the very least.