[ the voice that comes over the feed as it crackles to life is definitely not lockon's-- it's more mechanical and lifeless, belonging to the orange spherical robot he usually carries around. looks like it's gotten a bit curious about the communicator while the sniper's not looking-- robot jealousy? ]
ATTEMPTING TO INTERFACE, ATTEMPTING TO INTERFACE
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[ wait a sec. this person looked awfully like... ]
Tieria?
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No, I'm not him. Is...he here?
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[ a doppelganger? ]
Who wants to know?
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-- Lockon Stratos.
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Well, nice to meet you, Lockon.
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[ a brief pause. ]
-- sorry if I seem offish. You look remarkably like my roommate.
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It's alright, I understand. You're...rooming with Tieria, then?
[unless there's someone else with the 0988 genetic type running around. that would be...odd.]
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-- how do you know him?
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Can't you guess, from our obvious similarities?
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He didn't say anything about family.
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[...yeah, he's going to snicker at that. remember that whole 'Meisters identities are classified information thing? he's pretty sure Tieria's kept to it.]
How much has he told you about himself?
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We don't really talk about ourselves that much.
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[...not that Tieria even knew about him until he was finally able to meet him, of course.]
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[ begrudgingly, but he doesn't really believe this still. ]
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