Arrival( Open)

Caxnon, Kitty, Antique, Mikael, Tyson, Kousei and even a musical nobody, lately many people were chronicled in Reiho's notepad, where she always wrote about interesting things worth writing. It was a practice she adopted quite a few years ago back when she was new in Traverse Town and couldn't trust her own memories. Now she only wrote about people, places and events of interest.

Inside the café of Traverse town, she was sitting on one of it's seats, writing in her notepad about the events a day ago, when some lowly thief appeared to stir up some trouble and when he befriended some lady of name Antique. It was during that peaceful time when she saw a young man fall from the sky and land with the butt on the street.

"Mister manager, thanks for the chocolate milk" The detective quickly drank the cup of milk, left some munny on the table, put the notepad inside her shoulder bag and walked in direction towards the young man who apparently just arrived to Traverse Town.

"Mister, did you get hurt? This is Traverse Town, if you're disoriented" Only people who recently lost their world would arrive in such a accidental way, so she assumed that was his case.

Somehow that young man felt ... nostalgic. The kind of clothes he wore, they looked like clothes students from a high school of her world would wear. Maybe he came from the same world as hers? But the dates didn't match, she lost her world four years ago, and even if that were the case, her memories were too messed up to be trusted, although if she had the memory of that kind of clothes, maybe it's because they really existed.

Besides, her world probably was now restored. It's been two years since many shooting stars soared through the sky and many world were restored along their inhabitants. It was a bit sad to see many acquaintances disappearing from Traverse Town, but it was for the best, now they had their home. Anyway, a few stayed in this world and one of them was Reiho, who didn't know how her world was called and somehow wasn't summoned to anyone of those worlds.

"Mister, did you lost your world?" She needed to make sure about his status, and to know if it was a mere coincidence in his world people wore clothes similar to those in her memories

"Mister Kiryu, I'm Reiho Kirisame, a detective." She bowed in front of him. "Nice to meet you. If you have any question we can talk inside the café" She picked a wallet from the right pocket of her black trousers and opened it, revealing some bills. "This is the currency of this world, munny, and i'll invite you something to drink inside the café if you want"

Common belief was that munny only came in orb-shaped objects, but every adventurer worth his/her weight in munny knew that it was also produced in easier to carry bills and coins, which had stamped on them the symbol of the munny, a bi-colored sphere.

Reiho sat in the opposite seat in front of Kiryu's and asked for two cold soda drinks. "Mister Kiryu, i hope you like soda ... Mister Kiryu"? She noticed he was acting weird. A quick check revealed his hands were trembling and he started to sweat. He was going to have either a panic attack or enter in a state of shock if nothing was done.

Quickly the detective hold the young student's hands with one of hers and with the free one grabbed his left shoulder

"Mister Kiryu, hold on!" She shake him a little, and seeing he wasn't reacting, still looking at his own hands, slapped him in the face, hoping that would make him react.

"Mister Kiryu ..." Poor guy. He really took it bad the news of losing his home and ending up in a world alien to him. Many ended completely disoriented and often entered in crisis the moment they reached Traverse Town, but this guy had one of the worst cases, at first restraining his desperation and confusion only to release it in an explosion of emotions in a single second, almost entering in shock.

"Here, drink this, it will cool you down a bit" She handed him one of the two sodas she ordered a few minutes ago. It was a cold cola flavored drink with two cubes of ice floating on the delicious liquid.

"I have been living here since four years ago" She paused a little, took some air and continued "I appeared alone and very confused in the streets of Traverse Town and my memories were broken, i remembered many things but none made sense... until the current the date I'm still trying to figure if my memories are real and if they are, how they are connected."

Indeed, Reiho's situation was a very weird one, but with the help of many people who received her when she was new, she recovered and in four years become a friend of JUSTICE, always looking for people in trouble.

".. Mister Kiryu, are your hands are still shaking? try to calm down." Once more Reiho used her classic "grab the other people's hands with hers" strategy. A warm physical contact between people always helped to create strong bonds and calm people who fell victim of doubt and uncertainness, just like happened with Caxnon, an important friend of the detective.

"My parents ... i can't remember who they were" She looked at his eyes, making sure both of them were looking directly at each other's eyes "There's many people in my memories, but i don't know who is who"

For her, keeping the memories but not knowing what they mean was far worse than simply having amnesia. With her fragmented memories she didn't know what was real, what was fantasy and how those memories were related with her.

She noticed the student was calming down, his hands gradually stopping shaking. That was a good signal.

"Mister Kiryu, now that you're feeling better i think you should look for a place where to stay." She grabbed a notepad from her bag and put it in the table, showing it to Kiryu. "I have notes about some places for newcomers. You could try finding shelter inside the hotel in the second district, get a job and room inside one of the stores in the first district or stay for a while in my home, which is located in a small room of the third district"

"Thanks, but but i don't think anyone other than a memory witch or a being with similar powers could help me"

She was quite honest in her answer. Until now nothing worked to make her restore the links of her memory, at least nothing until the fateful meeting with Caxnon and the battle in the third district. That was the moment her memories slowly started to make sense again and little by little fragment of her past joined and become complete images of the life she had before losing her world.

"Please follow me" She paid the bill for the drinks and left the café, asking Kiryu to follow her.

Since the keyblade wielder liberated many worlds two years ago, the light of the sun finally reached Traverse Town. However the day become evening and the evening become night and now it was the time to rest.

"I live inside a small room next to the entrance to the first district in the third one. Do you want to talk about something until we arrive there?"

The night was young and while short, the walk towards the third district was long enough to last a few minutes, more than enough time to talk about something little and short.