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:veridical, euphemia li britannia, kija, yona

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[ . . .He wants to kick himself for discarding the magic device he had found by his ear upon arrival. While the words it had said were nonsense, it wasn't until later that he comes to understand that it may be his only way to find the princess.

. . . And now his companion whom he separated with earlier to go search for it. By now he's given up on finding the magic object. More important, he thinks, is reuniting. They can look for the ear piece later.

At some point he procured material to paint with, as well as a notebook. Apparently the metal beings- which originally he had been wary of could understand him. With the notebook, he's already quickly sketched something within. And with that he wanders around the current sector he's within, and approaches anyone who will spare him a moment.]

Excuse me. [He lifts a clawed hand up to catch their attention and approaches seriously.] I have a missing person to report. He's a boy who appears around the age of sixteen or seventeen, with blond hair, blue eyes, and might have invited himself over for a meal. [Lifting the notebook up there's an incredible sketch on the paper of the boy in question.]

His name is Zeno and he should be in orange...attire like myself. You may have seen him sleeping in a random location, and tends to roam around like a vagabond. If you find him, please return him to me.

[ . . . Maybe he should put up a few posters.]

[Closed to The Happy Hungry Bunch]

[ . . . Apparently he truly is within a foreign country. He can't understand anything anyone has been saying here. But somehow they can understand him? He thinks. The sun is beginning to set, and he realizes that if he doesn't find Zeno soon, or the magical device he'll have to sleep outside without any of his belongings. He's certainly become used to sleeping beneath the stars, even if he isn't particularly a fan. But usually he has a pillow, blanket, and the proper equipment.

Troubled, he expels a sigh, brows knitting as he stares down at the blank page in front of him. Perhaps he should paint the princess, too... She is who he needs to find most of all. If she is alone without one of them now, she must surely be worried. Frustration curls his lips down, a determined expression crossing his features.]

Do not worry, Princess. We will surely find you again. [In the meantime he can only hope that she is with Hak, Jae-Ha, Yoon, and Shin-ah.]

[OOC: Kija does not have his communication device on. He speaks Koukan... which is Korean based-ish, so he likely wont be able to understand anyone, but they should still be able to understand him. P.S. Forgive Kija's terrible art skills.]