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Who: Hikari-Asakura Hoshi. Open.
What: Reforging bonds.
When: April 1st, midday.
Where: Funbari Onsen, Tetha.

Being associated with a younger version of herself was certainly something. And, to her, it was quite unexpected that she was here before and had met so many others in the past. However, that part wasn't something she wasn't going to shy away from.

After she made her post, she would be found on the deck of the inn, legs folded underneath her as she had a pot of tea with a couple of cups next to her in case if others really would show up.

For now, though, she was content with just waiting and watching everything go by almost without a care in the world.

"I do hope that at least someone would show. It'd be a waste of good tea otherwise, hm?"

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Greg stared at the door of Hoshi's new room in the Funbari Onsen, a strange feeling in his chest. It wasn't really nerves, but it certainly wasn't calm either.

It had been a long time since he'd been there.

He had seen Hoshi's post on the network, but it didn't take long for the messages to start coming through, and a sad truth revealed from them. It wasn't the same Hoshi. He left the post alone because of it, a feeling of bitter disappointment falling on him. He missed all his friends that had been sent home, but Lance had come back remembering everything after a time before leaving again. Greg could only hope the same might happen with others if they came back at all.

That obviously wasn't the case.

But Hoshi had extended friendship to those who once new her younger self, and Greg figured he could at least take her up on the offer.

Sighing, he raised a hesitant hand and knocked.

Once Hoshi placed the cup of tea down, she sat and idly wondered what kind of person her younger self was to know so many people in this world. She knew, deep down, that they probably held in a lot of hurt because of it, but she hoped that... that maybe she'd be able to bring them some form of comfort by knowing that she was going to try.

So, when she heard a knock at the door, she turned her head and moved to get up. "Coming!"

When she opened the door, she took in the sight of Greg and gave him a smile and a courteous bow.

"Hello. I take it you must have heard my post. Please, come in. The teapot is still rather warm."

This really was different. She was so much calmer. Older, better spoken, not the bouncy little thing he had met so long ago.

Awkwardly, Greg smiled and moved inside, pulling his jacket off.

"Uh. Yeah. Sorry..." he said after a minute, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. "I'm... Greg Sanders. You-- ... well, the other version... were one of my trainers."

As Hoshi went into this situation, she knew it wasn't going to be easy. After all, she learned it the hard way that not everything was easy and this certainly wasn't one of them.

Yet, she was ready to try anything.

"Don't apologize," she quickly replied, shaking her own head as she went to sit down. While she poured the tea, she gave Greg a nod, smiling a bit. "As with shaman training, right? I noticed that you had quite a remarkable level of furyoku to you."

Greg nodded and came to sit down next to her, taking the cup that was offered to him. He still didn't like tea all that much but he'd grown used to it over the past three years.

"Yeah... I learned that from--" God, awkward, "Her. I was pretty much an average guy when I showed up here. Nothin' special about me."

Nothin' special about me.

Oh, Greg. Greg, Greg, Greg. Hoshi couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as she shook her head.

"Of course everyone and everything is special in their own way. Why, if no one was, the world wouldn't be such a beautiful place to begin with, hm?" she offered lightly while she brought her cup to her lips to take a small sip.

Greg laughed back sheepishly, rubbing at his neck with one hand.

"Okay, gimmie some credit here. Compared to the people here I'm about as normal as they come. My adopted family is made up of advanced androids, my son is from a different version of my own world, and not the long ago one of my adopted sisters was living with a small furry alien who apparently packs enough fire power to take down half a city block without even trying," he explained. It was justified, really. Even with Hoshi's training, he was still pretty average compared to the rest of the crazy world they lived in.

"Really, though... I was in trouble. I couldn't stop gettin' my ass handed to me whenever there was a fight. She helped me. A lot. I probably wouldn't be sitting here today if it wasn't for the training I went through."

Well, now. That explanation certainly helped matters some. But, at the fact that so many different worlds existed out there was...incredible, really. Her smile grew more as she nodded to show that she was listening to him talk about what sort of stuff was in this world.

"So I see. That's pretty heartwarming to hear, I'll have to say - that bonds can be made so easily here," she commented, knowing that it was that fast back home.

"Either way, are you still in need of a teacher, and if so, would you like for me to continue where she left off? I know that things here aren't picture perfect and that there's work still to be done. I'd be happy to do it if you're willing."

Greg really hadn't given it much thought, if he was being perfectly honest. Just like when Lance had left, he simply stopped whatever training had been going on with Hoshi after she'd gone back home.

But it couldn't hurt, right? He was still doing weapons training with Vent at least.

"Eh. I don't see why not..." he answered, giving a shrug after sipping his tea some.

"Consider it done. I can't guarantee that I'll be the easiest teacher you'll ever have, but I'll definitely make it worth your while in the end," she replied after placing her cup of tea down.

"However, is there anything further you want to let me know in which she helped out with? If you feel it's going to take a long time to explain, don't worry - I have plenty of time."

"I can handle it," Greg said with a faint smirk. He certainly wasn't that scrawny little CSI that had dropped in a lake three years ago. He could take much more than he used to.

"Well uh, she was involved with DATS. We're basically the peace keepers and police force here. I work in the investigations department here, but that doesn't stop me from having to get involved in fights."

"I'll hold you to it," Hoshi challenged with a smirk of her own. It was true that she had grown a lot over the years and was ready to prove her worth here just as much as she did back home.

"I think Norstein-san said the same thing. I've contacted him already about potentially rejoining the force. As for the fights, have you a weapon of any sort?"

"Just guns. My wife's..."

He trailed off, smiling sadly, but didn't elaborate on why his expression changed so suddenly.

"My wife's Desert Eagles. Pretty powerful guns alone, but with Digisoul it's almost like firing a miniature canon."

Her eyes couldn't help but widen slightly at that. She had certainly known some powerful weapons, but she definitely had to pay some respect to that.

"And she was sent home, too?"

"Yeah... she was... a while ago," Greg sighed, slumping some. "She might come back, but I'm not holding my breath, yehknow."

Hoshi allowed a frown to settle on her face, however she decided to get up and give Greg a tight hug.

"Well, if I could come back, who's to say she can't?"

Greg shrugged slightly.

"Getting my hopes up now would just depress me. I still have a son to raise. I have to focus on that."

Hoshi nodded as she gave Greg a bright smile.

"Well, I have faith in you to do so. Everyone's a lot stronger than they give themselves crediit for."

"Oh, I know. I've learned a lot about myself in just three years of being here," Greg grinned back, running a hand through his short hair. "I've survived a hell of a lot, too."

"It shows," Hoshi complimented, an ear-to-ear smile on her face. "Sometimes things might work in ways we least expect them to."

"Heh. Tell me about it... sure as hell wasn't expecting most of this crap to happen. But it did and... well. Here I am."

"And now we can help each other out with how things work around here."

"Heh. Yeah. Good to have friends, right?"

"That it is!"

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