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[What ho Paradisa. If you are the lobby now, you might find a somewhat unusual sight: three kids - well, two kids and one young teenager, really, the teenager conspicuously naked and sprawled out on one of the lobby couches. The teenager has long blue hair and is filthy. The kids are relatively clean, one of them - the older boy - graced with a crown of pale blond hair, the other a smaller little girl wearing a traditional robe and black pigtails. There's a journal nearby of course, and it picks up a voice which might sound a bit familiar:]
Hey... person! Hey! How come you're naked?
[Then the younger boy:] Because he's got no clothes, stupid.
I'm not stupid! [That seems to rile the little girl up; she gives the boy next to her a push.
It looks like this minor ruckus is enough to wake the third boy anyhow.] Whuh...?
[What do, Paradisa?]
[ooc: Yep, starting this loss a tad earlier than planned; tagging pattern will be something of a clusterfuck. There is no particular order planned; if you'd like to discuss any details, ping Stick on AIM at teamtoques, Red at LostBlueHeights, or Senri at Sushiflop.]
Hey... person! Hey! How come you're naked?
[Then the younger boy:] Because he's got no clothes, stupid.
I'm not stupid! [That seems to rile the little girl up; she gives the boy next to her a push.
It looks like this minor ruckus is enough to wake the third boy anyhow.] Whuh...?
[What do, Paradisa?]
[ooc: Yep, starting this loss a tad earlier than planned; tagging pattern will be something of a clusterfuck. There is no particular order planned; if you'd like to discuss any details, ping Stick on AIM at teamtoques, Red at LostBlueHeights, or Senri at Sushiflop.]
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[aren't rich people, you know... kind of jerks? that's who lives in castles, right? oh--a legato distraction!]
What's that?
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...Well, if they're like him and don't really know why they're there, then maybe it's worthwhile. Suppose it couldn't hurt, anyway. He gestures with the book, but he's holding it like he doesn't really like the thing]
Everyone here has one.
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[he abandons Rin for a moment to try and take the book from him. :|]
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Look around. You probably have one too.
[not being helpful, just hoping that it's true. looking for commonalities, here]
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unlike Legato, he decides to take a seat on the couch until someone tells him not to. he'll flip open the book and start looking at the pages as if he actually comprehends AAAANYTHING on the pages.]
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Hey, you still really need clothes! Aren't you cold?
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[answered offhandedly as he scoots over to peek around the couch. watching for people, letting little bits of memory come back the more he looks around]
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[see? naked = not having clothes. he is a goddamn genius.]
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Hey, I think I remember these things!
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You do?
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Oh yeah!
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[nothing special about them, except for being particularly weird, from what he distantly recalls]
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Hey, why do you have blue hair?
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My hair's always been this color.
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Why are your eyes yellow? Are you a devil?
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Hey, don't ignore me!
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A devil?
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You don't know what a devil is? What about angels?
[...hmmmmm.] Does that mean you're from really far away? Is that why you're different colors? Can you do strange things? Are you magic?
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