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[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

[Kurai never does anything, so he's just sitting around in one of the kitchens. having a snack.]

[and suddenly!]

...I've been to this place before. What.

[confused Kurai is confused! oh god this will end well.]

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[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[it really will, won't it.]

...You have?

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

[so, so well. AND IT BEGINS. oh hi thar Sylvia.]

Yeah. Think so, anyway.

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[HIS NAME IS NOT SYLVIA.]

...That would probably explain the kid version of you I just saw.

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

[IT SO IS.]

...That would explain the cheerful memory I just recalled involving being buried under cotton and polyester.

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[IS NOT. DO YOU REALLY WANT ME CHANGING HIS NAME TO BANJO.]

[...snickers.]

Yeah, probably.

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

[THAT'S HIS MIDDLE NAME.]

Yep. Guess that explains where you've been lately, too.

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[WELL, HE CAN START GOING BY HIS MIDDLE NAME IF HE HAS TO.]

...Yeah.

[this is Replisoul failing at not making things awkward.]

How much do you, uh. Remember?

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

[KURAI WILL CALL HIM THAT I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW.]

Uh. Let's see. ...Not much. It's all fuzzy. Why?

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

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Uh. I kind of had to rescue the kid you from a Vexen.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*replica ping*

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

Uh. Hey. Do I know you?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*sniffs the air for your scent discretely*

... no. I haven't seen you around either. My name's Ri.

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

I don't really talk to anyone. My name's Kurai.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Oh, nice to meet you. And it's nice to see that you're not another Pliku or Nise or something. Makes it easier for me.

*is being totally friendly*

You new here?

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

I'm not a what?

Uh, kinda. I mean I haven't been here too long, so I guess.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Your name. Everyone here has the same one, and even guys who are replicas are like... using the same name. It's annoying if I'm looking for a specific person, because if I say: "HEY RIKU" in a crowded room, half the people look at me.

And I've only been here a few weeks, I think.

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well I was somewhere else before here where I got told I might as well name myself because no one else bothered to. So yeah. Maybe all the Rikus should change their names too.

I don't even know how long I've been here. Not...a long while.

[kuro-n.livejournal.com]

Another?

[he swears, every time he sees another replica he gets butthurt. he still doesn't get that this isn't 'home' and his Vexen's still not around. ... so he'll just. stand and stare.]

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

Guess so.

[he'll just look right back. perhaps not stare, but look.]

[kuro-n.livejournal.com]

How many are there..?

[he probably doesn't look very threatening at all, maybe kind of dumb with how blank his face is.]

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

Replicas? Hell if I know. Why?

[kuro-n.livejournal.com]

Just wandering.

[.. w-wait. thinks about this for a second, looking absolutely puzzled, and then he sighs.]

--wondering.

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

..'Kay. Well I think including us, I know of...three. Yeah.

[kuro-n.livejournal.com]

[as much as he feels embarrassed for his screw up, his face doesn't show it, and he sort of scuffs his boot a little.]

Are you a higher-up?

[the-betterone.livejournal.com]

[...what.]

Am I a who?