it's like disco lemonade

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[Down this fairly abandoned hallway, anyone passing by might see a room with its door propped open with a heavy concrete brick. Inside the room one would feel the blast of heat, because it looks like an old fashioned forge. Racks of bladed weapons line the walls of the front half of the room, while further in, a bellows and pump is working to keep the fire red hot. There is a young man wearing a heavy leather apron standing before the forge, swinging a hammer down with confidence on the sword currently being worked on the anvil. The young man seems very intent on the work, though you'll be noticed if you step inside its domain.]


[OOC: I've been keeping him back for awhile, but NoLongerTiny!Replica wants to play~]

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[seasides]

[following his bun has led him down this hallway, and he's close enough that when he manages to scoop Apricot up, he can sense something strange. it has him continuing until he reaches that door and he peers in, confused. he's never seen anything quite like this here.]

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[your presence is familiar so it doesn't quite turn around, but raises its voice to be heard over the sounds of hammering metal]

You don't have to nag me, brother. I was gonna eat after I finished this.

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[his breath sort of catches at being called that, and he can't keep the smile off his face. there's only one person this could possibly be, he realizes.]

Do I do that often?

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

You tell me. You know that bringing Apricot along is cheating.

[it looks over the sword its working on and nods a bit, plunging it into a trough of cold water to finish the forging]

[seasides]

Well, I guess I know now, yeah.

[said tinybun is squirming, because he wants to go see this new strange version of his friend~.]

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[it puts away its tolls first before taking of its apron and hanging it on a hook nearby, then it turns around and stares, because you are much younger than you're supposed to be]

... brother?

[seasides]

Not quite.

[he smiles fondly, he can't help it hearing that. it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy!]

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[it... doesn't know quite what to do, looking around the room then back at you and Apricot]

Is there a spell going on?

[seasides]

No, I think you've just traveled back in time.

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[that makes it pinch the bridge of its nose in annoyance]

... dammit. I was hoping the drain wouldn't happen to me.

[seasides]

The drain?

[is that what they're calling people being pulled back?]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Okay. Swords. Swords are interesting. Kurt needs a distraction at the moment, and goes to check them out, looking inside - huh...]

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[your MASSIVE DARKNESS makes it tense up and whirl around, brandishing the still hot sword it was working on]

Wha-- Kurt?!

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Oh crap - he steps back, wary, then stops-]

Ah. You know me?

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[it puts the sword back into the forge fires]

Of course. It's me, Riku. Who else would be working in my forge?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Well, there's only one Riku-type he's that close to, but since when-?]

You confused me, my boy. I wasn't even aware you had one.

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[it comes closer, which will help you tell that it is taller and older-looking than you're used to]

But I've had this forge for years.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Hm, he'd thought something seemed off - he frowns for a second.]

Years, hm? I suspect something might have happened, here. Tell me, how long has it been since we first talked? And where did we last talk?

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

What do you mean? I've known you forever. And the last time we talked was after the last attack, when you came to fix one of your swords.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[A sigh. He can't say he's not curious about something that'd break one of his swords, but that's not the key thing here-]

For me, the last time we talked? You lent me a book on human reproduction. You didn't even call yourself by a name. You're no longer in the era you thought yourself in.

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[that makes it frown]

You mean... I'm in the past?

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[There's a ten-year-old peeking in, midnight blue eyes wide with awe as she takes in what you're doing.]

That's cool...

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[it pauses in its work and turns to face you; hmmm a child... you shouldn't be this far from the safe zones]

Actually, it's hot. And you shouldn't be so far from your minders.

[earthwaterlight.livejournal.com]

[Minders what. Hikari just gives him a look at that, but says nothing, she doesn't want to start an argument or anything.]

What are you making?

[clockworknomore.livejournal.com]

[it means whatever adult is supposed to be watching and protecting you]

Right now? A sword.