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[And here is an older Olette, late twenties. Clothed in a flattering orange halter sundress with a pale orange floral print, and holding a basket of laundry. To say she looked... confused- it would be an understatement. Confused, concerned... etc.

Brows knit together, she bit her bottom lip (a nervous habit of hers since she was a kid) before she placed the laundry basket down, next to bare feet.

Rubbed her eyes once, blink, twice... blink.

S-She had nothing to say, it hadn't quite... set in yet.]

[ooc: Single mom Olette, she adopted twin little boys. ♥]

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(single mom Olette, meet single dad Riku in his late thirties. who's wife is a different version of you. AWKWARD. he stares, not sure what to say)

[Oh! A person! Wringing her hands together she approached him. She didn't quite look him in the eye, too busy looking around for tell-tale signs of her little boys]

Uhm, hi.

[hesitates before she finally made eye contact, hands still wringing together nervously]

My... uh, my name is Olette. Could you tell me where I am? And if you've seen two little boys. T-They're yay high- [hand to her hip]

Brown hair. Identical. I-I just gave them spaghetti so I'm sure they'r wearing it by now.

[nervous- almost desperate laughter]

Uh...hi.

(another with kids. the fact that she looks just like his wife is a bit unnerving. he met other versions of her before, but they were always teenagers, nowhere close to his wife's age)

Sorry to say, but you're not a your house anymore. It's a sort of crossroad of worlds. There are other versions of people here.

(he adds)

I'm worried about my kid, too.

[stares... then shakes her head]

No... no that can't be right.

[wipes her sweating palms on the front of her dress]

They have to be here.

[insistent and worried]

I'm sorry, but...they-they likely aren't.

(he bites his lip. this is so hard. he looks like he's about to cry)

[and if you listen closely you can hear her world crumbling. head buried in her hands, shoulders shaking as she cried as quietly as she could muster-

but then she remembered him saying he also had a child. wiping her eyes she then hugged herself, looking to him with a frown]

I-I'm sorry. This- This must be hard on you too.

(he's not sure what to do. if this Olette was his Olette, he'd give her a hug, but...)

It-It's hard...for more reasons than that...

(he is nervously playing with hi necklace, the one with the Olette of his world's wedding and engagement rings. the one with his wife's wedding and engagement rings...)

[notices the rings- has a good idea what they meant and why he was wearing them now, but she didn't pry, it wasn't her place and she was feeling very overwhelmed]

How... How long have you been here?

[hand to her head, trying to think things through. breathe... breathe, she'd be okay. Hayner and Spence were visiting, they could care for the twins.

...

but she missed her babies already.]

It's hard to tell, I'm not sure...

(he needs to explain it to her)

There are other versions of people you know here. I've met at least six different versions of me.

(he's leading up to it)

My wife...she was...

(finally , he removes the necklace, holding it for her to look at. it's the easiest way to explain it, really)

The-the inscription will explain it.

(he, of course, is referring to the inscription on the wedding ring, the one that says 'Olette and Riku'.)

[frowns, wasn't too sure what he was getting at. this all seemed so strange, something the boys would love to watch. but she looked at the inscription, and she paled]

O-Olette and Riku...

[fingers trembled so she pulled her hands back, brows furrowed. she... she was getting it, but it didn't make any sense. she almost felt dizzy]

I'm- I'm sorry. Seeing me must... I'm sorry.

(getting around the lump in his throat is hard, he finally manages to speak)

I've-I've already met two other version of her...of you...but you're the closest to her age...when I-when I last saw her.

(almost exactly the age when he lost her, really)

No, I'm-I'm sorry. This isn't exactly the best welcoming party.

[wipes her eyes]

You don't need to be sorry...

[picks up her laundry basket (though with more difficulty than she'd like, all of this has completely hit her hard)]

If it will help you- because I don't wish to cause you any discomfort... I-I'll try and make myself scarce.

It's-I think I'll be fine.

(he struggles to smile)

I'll have to get used to seeing other version of her...you, really.

(after a pause, he offers his hand for a handshake)

I forgot to introduce myself. My name's Riku Freiser and...well...it's nice to meet you.

(more like bittersweet, really)

...

[pang in her heart when she saw the child, shaky smile she approached her, kneeling down]

Hey sweetie...

...

...hi...

[small smile]

That's a cute doll, where'd you get it?

...mommy gave it to me...

...Naenia always makes fun of it.

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