Who: You, you, and you!
What: For those interested in Miyagi-do, or there to just hang out and support friends! Or whatever reasons might bring your character here.
When: Some time first half of month.
Where: At Miyagi-do Dojo in Crenshaw!

( i would never add deceitful cut text )

Weird things happen on the train. They're probably kind of used to it by now. Sometimes you wake up in the morning (as far as there are 'mornings' on the train, anyway) and suddenly everything is different.

Today is one of those mornings, apparently. Because while Roland may be waking up to find himself very much his usual self, there's obviously something wrong as he makes his way across the train. There are plenty of people who seem the same as ever, but there are some exceptions - some people looking older than before, or younger than before. And not just a little bit either, no, noticably so.

.. that may be slightly worrying, huh? If it's worrying enough for him to start looking for certain people, then Roland may end up in luck.

Or not, depending on how you view it. Because while Inigo is not hard to find at all - he's right there in one of the corridors of the sleeper carriages - it's.. very obviously not Inigo the way he usually is.

Because this Inigo looks like he can't be much older than three, maybe four years old at best. Thankfully it seems that his train outfit has shrug down to still fit him, now wearing a very tiny purple hoodie, but that's definitely a small, small child. Only the unique dark blue hair and the Brand still visible in one of his eyes make it obvious that it's Inigo, waddling around by himself.

And after a moment, he seems to realise that there's someone there, like a much taller shadow looming over him. The tiny boy looks up, staring blankly. It seems at first like he has nothing to say, won't even react.

But then he holds out his tiny arms. Upwards, in Roland's direction. "Daddy!"

.. well, at least it seems that not all of his memories are gone if he does remember that much.

[ Sometimes life hits you hard.

Quite literally.

Because the last vague memories that come to Inigo as he slowly and blearily opens his eyes, blinking against the sunlight that's way too harsh after that darkness, are of.. Tidus? He remembers arguing with Tidus because Tidus was so insistent on protecting him and saying something about Inigo very much not having had enough sleep to deal with.. with...

.. What were they dealing with again?

Either way, despite the memory still not being super clear, Inigo does remember something hard after that. Something hitting his head, maybe? Who knows what it was though. The situation did seem kind of dire, so maybe it was one of those monsters they had been fighting..?

Inigo frowns as he can't quite seem to make it all come back to him. So instead of attempting to recall more, he slowly moves his head - his body still feels too sluggish to really move along - to see what's around him.

That's when he spots the blonde next to him. And somehow seeing Tidus is enough for Inigo's body to get a sudden shot of energy - enough to suddenly move, sitting up and turning so he can reach out and grab Tidus' shoulders, lightly shaking the other. ]

Tidus?

[ Tidus' eyes are still closed, so the shaking gets a little more intense. He probably just needs a few moments to return to reality, just like Inigo, but Inigo's brain may shoot just a little too quickly into worrying mode to realise that before he's shaking him more. ]

Hey, Tidus! Tidus?

[ Why were these boys out in a snowstorm? Was it a mission? Something else? Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a snowslide, no escape from this random cabin because they're literally snowed in.

And it's dark. And cold. Clearly these are the ideal circumstances for three boys to be stuck together in a cabin, right? There are some blankets and there is a hearth though, although there's no fire started in there yet. And you'd think that starting a fire would be the logical thing to do here, considering the three of them might just freeze to death if they don't.

But is that the first thing Inigo suggests? Of course not. Instead he just flops down onto the floor like he's an oversized pouty toddler. ]

Why is it so cooold? [ I don't know, Inigo. Maybe it's all that snow outside.

Please keep him from freezing... ]