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[if you're going to enter this area, be very, very quiet. there's a huge card mansion being built, big enough that the person building it doesn't even have to bend over. not even a little bit! his tongue is peeking out in concentration as he places another card on the very top, cringing back when it wobbles- but it stays up, so he reaches for another card...]

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Huh?

[looks over.]

[holds up a damp card]

Oh. There was a dog.

Gross.

[wrinkles his nose and sets the card aside]

I'm Riku by the way.

I figured. I'm Dyme.

[not Demyx.]

[figures that you probably meet twenty Rikus a day at least]

So how did you get sucked in? You don't seem like what I'd expect from Organization XIII.

Uh, I was going to see my boss, actually. Walked through the door and was definitely not in his office.

[raises an eyebrow]

I wonder if he actually saw it happen.

...well it'd definitely get me out of trouble if time doesn't really stop outside of this place.

Hm. I found Kairi from my own world here, but I didn't even know she'd gone missing because she was supposed to have gone off to college early.

Yeah, there are a couple people from my world here but none of them really mentioned me going missing.

I wonder if time passing here will mean we're older when we go back? That could get awkward.

...oh man, I didn't even think of that. My teachers'll be so freaked out.

Teachers? I was thinking of my mom. She'd freak then cry that she missed out, then probably ground me for wandering off.

My mom's pretty good at taking things in stride.

...man, can you imagine being 20 and in highschool? I don't think they'd even let us back in, probably make us do tests or something.

Heeey, I'm a college man, thank you very much.

Heh, whoops. You could pass as a Senior at my school.

I'd say I'm flattered, but that means I get carded more often.

That explains the job, then. Not many highschool students have to go to work. I'd say you have it easier, then.

Unless your boss notices you're gone, of course.

Eheh. If you can even really call it a job.

[sigh.]

Yeah, if he does, I'm pretty much a dead man.

What is it you do?

Oh, this and that. Fetching stuff, mostly.

[from, y'know. banks and similar places.]

...like a gofer?

[that sounds suspicious]

Pretty much.

[and it doesn't even pay well.]