CLONES

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[In a darker hall of the dressing room, filled with dust bunnies and cobwebs stands this replica, currently examining the area. He's looked through the doors, many of the being rooms either empty or complete messes. However, the one he's just discovered is quite full... of cloning equipment. Large test tubes span the area, while papers, perhaps notes, are scattered on the ground. Most of the tubes are empty, but a few contain specimens, some incomplete and appearing much like fetuses... others resembling Rikus.

He looks a bit puzzled.]

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[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

... This has to be a joke. All of it.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Kind of. Falls on her knees when she's done.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[... that's not good. Turns back to her.]

Xion?

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, Rep, she's not going insane. Yet. Just. Curls up, burying her face in her arms.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[... well gee. For him it was anger, but this. He didn't mean for this to happen. Ghh, why do girls have to be so complicated?]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[So, Rep. Whatever happened to it's better knowing. Yeah, might be sobbing a bit now.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[oh, the irony. Just...sits down, still looking pretty steamed.

But the sobbing doesn't help. Because she still looks like Namine, and even if it's all fake he's got the memories. And those seem real.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Count your blessings. At least she's not going to wtf form :|]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[there's a very long bit of quiet from him]

Guess you were right.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Moves a bit too look at him.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[He glances back at her, then to his charm... tightening his grip for a moment, then tucking it away. He could really attack something right about now, but he'll wait until he's alone for that.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

I... don't know what to do now.

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

You're not the only one.

[glaaares at the tubes again]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[She would feel sorry for you too if the fact that what she is isn't disturbing her. Kitx curls up in her lap and she just holds it, so depressed.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[The depression, plus his anger isn't helping... Because Rep can be irrationally angry he's going to... get up and start attacking the empty tubes. Smash, smash!]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Tucks Kitx in the hood of her coat and does the same. Destruction is a go.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[What a mess. There's weird goo spewing from these tubes, but he really doesn't care. He needs to take his anger out on something.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Keyblade is great fr smashing things, mhm. Hi, firing a Fire to those papers now.]

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[And some dark firaga to help! Grrr.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[When it's over, the room is just. wee destruction. Kitx is mewling inside Xion's hood, obviously scared by all of what happened. Xion is just gonna. Stare at everything now.

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[Hrmph. He'll also stare.]

...Not bad.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Riku, what are we... supposed to do now?

[Calming down a mewling Kitx.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

How am I supposed to know? This is news to me, too.

[dismisses his weapon now, then continues to sneer, remembering what Vesper said]

Apparently I'm supposed to "fade".

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[small, sad smile.]

At least you're not the reason for the disappearance of a friend.

[means the absorbing thing.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Not like you have to do it here.