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[baldrshand]

Hello, everyone.

I'm going to host a community class next week for first aid and 'CPR' (it stands for Cardio-Pulmonary Ressucitation. It's a method to help manually pump a person's heart if it's stopped). Anyone is welcome to come, whether you've been here for a week or for months. In fact, I think everyone should come! With how intense emergencies are here, there's no knowing when you'll be in a situation where someone is bleeding profusely, burned, or has a broken bone. If you have any questions or want to help, let me know.

Also, if you have an interest in joining the Arztenritter, my door is always open and I'm more than happy to teach anyone who doesn't have experience. If you're not fond of horses, we do have chocobos now, and they're much different riding animals. A few of our members have departed in the past couple of months, and right now there are only four of us.

With that said... I have a separate question. And if it's too personal or philosophical, feel free to ignore it. I know many of you view this place as a prison, and that is understandable. But what if you've arrived here after dying? You can think about it hypothetically if you want, however... it isn't hypothetical for me, and I don't think I'm the only one that applies to.

[ooc: W/r/t the Arztenritter, see here for information! Also, characters will see this recruiting poster around town... she hired a local who told her "graphic design is my passion.]

Comments

[baldrshand]

Yes. Whoever created it knew all of our pasts and had the worst events in our lives hidden around every new corner. I hope nothing like it ever happens again, for everyone's sake.

My death was a shock to me. I understand how it must feel like the reverse when you have been expecting it and it doesn't happen. It must take time to get used to the idea of living through what was going to happen, musn't it?

[She's kind of thinking, given the state she saw him in, that he was slated for execution and arrived her about the time that it happened.]

[drugsnotclubs]

[He has to think about that for a bit-- the idea that someone created the maze purposely, rather than it just being generated from within people. He's definitely thinking about everything in the context of Shadows and the Dark Hour too much.]

Huh. Sounds pretty fucked. I'll hope it doesn't happen again, too.

Yeah. Like figuring out the point of anything. Everything was pretty wrapped up, and now I keep having to wake up and do shit every day anyway. People keep wanting to tell me what happened months after I kicked it and shit, which is just weird.

[It's a bit more personal than he'd usually get... but fuck it. What's the point? It's not like any of this is a secret.]

[baldrshand]

I felt that way for a while, myself. Not the second part--I'm the only one from my homeworld here. But I didn't know what to do about being alive, yet impossibly far from anything that was important to me.

I just kept doing what I did best at home, which was being a healer. There was (and is) still a point to doing that here... maybe that's where to start looking. The things you would have done with your life, had you not known the end was near.

[drugsnotclubs]

...Yeah let's just say I never really got that far.

I'm not even the first me to be here, apparently, so I'll probably just kill time before I disappear again. Someone was saying it's not too uncommon for us from other worlds to just go missing.

[baldrshand]

That's a bleak way to think of it. You could be here for a long time yet... long enough for a birthday and a truly new life. I don't know why you were taken and then brought back, but I take that as a good sign--that they do want you to have that second chance.

[drugsnotclubs]

Yeah, being that optimistic isn't something I'm any good at.

Good that you're kinda embracing it here. You got anyone here you knew back home?