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[eternalsamba]

[Out by the rapist couch near the mafia cave there is a table. Don't question how it got there, that's not the point anyway. On this table there is the makings of a gingerbread house settled on a fairly large miniature yard. Sorting through frostings and different sugar decorations is one Mukuro Rokudou.]

...what do you think, Chikusa?

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[tobethemiracle]

[o hey i've seen you before. i think.]

Done this before?

[eternalsamba]

...once or twice.

[tobethemiracle]

You're old to learn.

[eternalsamba]

Did we introduce ourselves last time we met? I'm afraid I've forgotten ... it was like a dream, after all.

[tobethemiracle]

I don't think we've met.

[eternalsamba]

...perhaps we haven't.

[tobethemiracle]

...maybe not.

Anyway, I'm Ronan.

[eternalsamba]

Rokudou Mukuro. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ronan.

[tobethemiracle]

...have we met before?

[eternalsamba]

Do you dream?

[tobethemiracle]

What? Yes, of course.

[eternalsamba]

A lucid dreamer? Or simply an active dreamer?

[tobethemiracle]

Not if I can help it.

That was really you?

[eternalsamba]

As opposed to...?

[tobethemiracle]

An echo. They happen sometimes.

[eternalsamba]

It was not an echo.