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[The first shot of Fuuka that Iris transmits is of her in a posture that her friends from home might recognize; eyes closed, head down, with her hand curled around the necklace she'd been given when she arrived, she looks pretty much exactly as she does when she's concentrating within the protective confines of Juno-- except for the jeans and orange shirt (which is doing wonders for her coloration). But it doesn't last long; she opens her eyes and while there's clarity there, there's also a certain anxiety. There's a lot she's confused about-- not the least of which is what this place itself is, even though there's been some explanation to her already. To have been plucked from her home and planted here in New York is a major adjustment, and she's a little off-kilter because of it.

But she's putting on a brave face here, sitting on her bedroll in a corner of Cabin 11. It's not home-- it's not comfortable like the Iwatodai dorms were, or even tolerable like her parents'-- no, they weren't her parents, were they? They'd never been her real parents. Really, that was something of a relief-- but also a mixed feeling of sadness and hurt. She'd never been enough for them.

But that didn't matter anymore. She'd just have to make herself enough for the true parent she had.]

I... I should say hello, I think. My name is Fuuka Yamagishi, and I'll be in your care-- well, we'll all be in one another's care-- [She flushes, a little awkwardly. When she resumes, her voice is small again.] Anyway, I'm... glad to be here. In a way. And I'll do my best to be of help, so...

[She drops her head again, bowing a bit formally.]

It's a pleasure. Please take good care of me.

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You too, huh.

[Yeah that's all he's got right now. He's not the welcoming comitee here.]

Ah-- [Even though Akihiko had told her Aragaki-senpai was here, she was still struck hard by his appearance. Last time she'd seen him with his eyes open, he was on the ground behind the station, bleeding heavily. He's clearly fine here, and the rush of relief is a little disorienting.] Aragaki-senpai!

I guess... there's a few of us, isn't there? It's almost like before...

[And then, because she can't help it:] You're... alright, then?

Yeah, I am. [Sort of. He's not dead and physically healthy? We'll count it as alright. He doesn't really... know what else to say about it though.]

Looks like we're all winding up here for some reason.

...Yes, though... I don't know what reason. I mean, as far as I can tell, our Personas aren't here... so it isn't like we're special, not really. Aside from our, um, parentage... [And here, she seems just a little bit like she's not sure what to believe or how much to believe it.] We're just... teenagers, now. I mean, we've all been through a lot, but... What could we possibly be here for, without any sort of powers?

[And then, embarrassed:] I'm sorry. That's too many questions, isn't it? I just... I miss Juno. I'd at least have an idea of what's going on around us, if she were with me.

[...he honestly doesn't miss Castor a great deal.]

We've got powers. Inherited from whatever god or goddess we're related to, I guess.

[It's not the same thing, but it's not nothing, either.]

[He wasn't as dependent on his Persona to feel useful. That Juno's gone just makes Fuuka more aware that she's not on the level of her friends.]
...That hasn't really happened to me yet, I guess. [So it's still kind of nothing for her. But this is a confirmation she needed, coming from someone she trusts, so...]

Still, this is a strange place for Greek Gods to send their children. I mean... America's such a young nation. I wonder why we're here and not there.

[He doesn't know what else to say to reassure her, anyway. So he'll leave it at that. ...and he has to shrug in response.]

I guess. But Olympus is above the Empire State Building, too, so the camp being here fits with that.

[It makes as much sense as anything else here.]

That's strange, too. But I guess even Gods have to move around sometimes.

[This place is weird.]

...Aragaki-senpai? You know who your parent is, right? You're not in Cabin 11, I think Akihiko-senpai said.

[It's Really Weird.]

Yeah. Son of Poseidon, looks like, so I'm in Cabin 3.

Ah... When you were claimed, what was it... like? [Was it a benediction? Was it an actual 'parental' feeling, or was it more clinical? Did it feel like some kind of a blessing, or like something less? There are so many questions she has, so many things she really wants to understand. She's sure she's probably asking the wrong person, but at least she knows he'll be honest, even if it's a disappointing answer.]

[A shrug.]

A glowing symbol appeared above my head. Trident, probably, couldn't see it well.

[He's going to skip the part where he caused a small earthquake, first. Shinjiro doesn't know she's asking about feelings, and maybe he could guess, but that's not something he wants to even go into.]