[center][h1][color=green]Frankenstein's Monster (Fran)[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Sapporo[/i][/center]

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This....was definitely not Chaldea. Nor was it London. Nor was it honestly any of the other singularities she had seen and been through with Master. Had she been pulled into something, then? She had heard Master talk about that sort of event happening to them before, but she hadn't heard of it happening to servants. This was truly strange, and she couldn't feel mana in the air at all in this place to boot despite all the people being present about this area. Yet...she could feel the electricity, pulsing around her as she saw great building, and a large red and white tower near here. So wastefu-

"Uuh?"

The weather seemed to snap her out of her momentary daydream. Yes, it was cold. Not something that'd affect her, but...it was snowing in this place. Fran looked up and held out one hand, Bridal Chest gripped rightly in the other as she let some snow flakes fall into her open hand. This was real, felt real and seemed real at least. Was this some situation like Babylonia had been like, with some goddess working her powers on an area? Wait, of course not. There was no mana here, yes, as she had noted before. Albeit this sensation of suddenly opening her eyes to another place was jarring enough as it was. One moment she was being talked to by Master for trying to unplug everything in their room, and now she was here. 

Things only felt worse with all of the stares she felt she was getting from the people around this place...ah. But she did notice one thing that stood out from the crowd, some oddities that could be similar to her. Well, maybe. To one direction was a couple of people with swords, which stood out like a sore thumb amidst this crowd it seemed. Then there was a bench, yes, that she could barely spot in the distance. Standing in front of it was a man with some strange cape and incredibly dark skin who seemed as lost as she felt. 

But....who to approach? Were these strangers in a strange land, albeit she could tell this place was like Japan, potential allies or scared enemies? Ah. Would she even be able to...communicate regardless? Master nor the others were here, no one who knew what she was saying really. Drat. 

There was one thing though. All the snow that coated the ground, just enough that the smaller end of Bridal Chest or a finger could write in it! It seemed the street near the darker man had too many people to draw in the snow though...aha!

[b]"Uuuh!!!"[/b] Fran called out as loud as she could, waving at the darker man and hoping to get his attention as she motioned towards the two people with swords using Bridal Chest in her other hand. 

She then quickly turned to the other two, keeping a small but cautiously hesitant pace of sorts as she moved towards the two people with swords. Yes, there was just enough space to write in the snow there at least! Or perhaps right now she was channeling Master a bit too much in trying to get these people together. Regardless, she was strong enough to strike if any of these turned out to be enemies, and this would maybe solve that issue by causing others to flee or meet together. 

....and for the love of everything, a lot of these people needed to turn off all of these electrical devices!!!

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[center][h1][color=white]Robin[/color][/h1][/center]

[center][i]Akihabara[/i][/center]

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....This was not the castle in which Chrom lived, nor was this the camp she had been in with the others as they had been marching to find a group of local bandits. It was a crowded street, but these buildings were like nothing she'd ever seen. Signs that...glowed? Cranking, clunking, tinkling metal sounds that were nothing like she even had heard before also rang out among the chorus of voices. The buildings did, however, resemble the structures she'd eventually heard about from a certain Summoner the last time she'd disappeared from home and appeared in a new place. In fact...this felt just like all of those other times she'd been yanked to other place by some force or another. 

The only issue was, who or what had brought her here?

As the white-haired woman looked about herself, she felt the odd look occasionally bore into her, but it seemed her presence and being quite literally armed to the teeth was not frightening anyone. Albeit, no one else seemed to be carrying real weapons either. Regardless of things, Robin began to walk forward through the crowd, gently making sure Gungnir's top didn't stick out into someone around her. If she could get a point of reference, that would be able to help the situation along. Though with so many buildings around...perhaps she was in a large city? 

That was when the faint sound of a young voice hit her ears. Though she'd not had a child herself, she'd been around others from parallel worlds like hers who had been her children. An odd experience, yes, but one that had attuned her a bit to a cry of distress. Had another been pulled here with her, perhaps? 

Robin began to make a light jog, moving through the crowd a bit more vigorously until she came across the source of the noise. A small girl, dressed in odd garb, standing there as many people seemed to walk past according to the tactician's perception of things. The white-haired woman gently approached, taking a knee a cautious but comfortable distance from the seemingly scared child. 

"Did...you suddenly end up here too?" she said, her voice taking on a bit of a nurturing tone, though audibly trying to be careful to not spook the girl as she tried to both help get her attention calmly and ascertain if her first guess was correct. 

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