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[historyrecorder]

[In a rather sunny courtyard, there's a mysterious gangplank coming from a second story window. A familiar redhead pops out of the window, gloves on his hands and eye-patch missing.

He pauses and looks around. Then behind him. wth Where did the boat he was boarding go?! ... Where did his "tail" go

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[lastnightswish]

[Well. She was enjoying her nap here, in the shade, until she heard the voice. Bastard. Do you know how hard it is to sleep these days?]

... better hope that the rumors of time standing still when you're here are true, if you had somewhere you needed to be.

[historyrecorder]

[He'd apologize, but he is what he is~ A bastard. :D Frowning and looking in her direction. You're looking...incredibly well rested for someone he saw not long ago looking like you were fifty.]

What are you going on about? Where is this?

[lastnightswish]

[And pregnant! 8D Halfway mark, means she can't hide it anymore ._. Opens an eye and gives him a dismissive look.]

They call it the Dressing Room. Rumor has it that time in your world stands still while you're here.

[historyrecords]

[Yeeeeeeeeeeah...he's refusing to acknowledge that for the moment. Thinking it a trick of the sun or something. Which is why he keeps smoking his cigarette as he crouches on the gangplank.]

And how do I know it's not one of Rhode's dreams?

[lastnightswish]

[Smoke all you want; she doesn't really give a damn.]

Would Rhode be stupid enough to trap herself somewhere without making an exit for herself?

[historyrecorder]

[Well, right now he's up higher than she is, so the smoke is wafting harmlessly toward the sky. It's one of Tyki's favored cigarettes.]

Rhode is here? [Trying not to sound too interested in this. But he misses his friend...somewhat.]

[lastnightswish]

[You're not doing a very good job of not sounding too interested. But, really, if there was any Kanda that should hear that, it's this one, being quite taken with Tykis. She tilts her head and puts her hand on her stomach.]

More like ten or eleven.

[historyrecorder]

[Even without being her friend, the Noah Clan always interested him when Bookman mentioned them before the 49th record. Could never get the old man to talk more about them.

His eyes follow the move of her hand to her stomach. Still doesn't want to acknowledge it, eyes moving back up to examining this place.]

And how is that even possible, Exorcist?

[lastnightswish]

[Scowl.] Don't call me that.

[Honestly, do you see Mugen anywhere? >:|]

[historyrecorder]

And what else am I supposed to call you?

[No, but as far as he knows, you could be hiding it under your dress. 8|a]

[lastnightswish]

... Kanda.

[If she was, don't you think she would have pulled it out by now?]

[historyrecorder]

Right. [Really, he shouldn't expect anything different, despite the years passing.]

And what the hell is up with this place?

[Not necessarily? He hasn't been a bad boy~]

[lastnightswish]

That's right.

[Blinks, giving him a matter-of-fact look.] One of the versions of the stupid rabbit said it's some kind of nexus. A bunch of worlds coming together in one place. Whatever the hell that means...

[historyrecorder]

[Quiet for a bit. The nickname takes him back. And not in a good way. There's more of a scowl on his face as he remembers all the times he was chased around.]

Versions? [Not mentioning anything on the nexus-bit. Figures that the Lavi in question is a damn science nut.]

[lastnightswish]

[She nods.]

Most of the fucking versions of me here are male, and they're more naive than the goddamn Beansprout.

[historyrecorder]

[Okay, worst suspicions are proven, and now he wants to wake up.]

...And this is, in no way, a dream?

[He figures, if it's a lie and he asks enough times, she'll slip and tell him that it is. ...Without being sarcastic about it, that is.]