| A | Morning | 342 Brady Lane |
[Death the Kid wakes up this morning and glances around the room, becoming immediately certain of a few things. One, this is not his house--or his bed, or his pajamas, or anything even remotely resembling his--and two, this room is horrifically asymmetrical
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[Except, even though that form looks familiar enough, Kid doesn't approach. He does, however, stop dead in his tracks and stare. He couldn't speak for this town, but there weren't typically many Reapers wandering around town in Kid's experience, but unless he'd hit his head and he had but let's not focus on that, his father looked almost nothing like this. When he speaks, he is very wary. Skeptical, even.]
Good afternoon.
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GOOD AFTERNOON.
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Are you familiar with this area?
[Translation: where the hell am I?]
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WE HAVE YET TO FIND A WAY OUT.
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[He hesitates just another second. He just can't help himself; curiosity wins this time.]
At the risk of sounding foolish, what is your name?
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That...is impossible.
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....I DO NOT HAVE A SON. A DAUGHTER, A SON IN LAW AND A GRANDDAUGHTER....BUT NOT A SON.
YOU MUST HAVE ME CONFUSED FOR ANOTHER DEATH. I AM DEATH OF THE DISCWORLD.
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How could there be more than one Death?
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DEATH IS A LARGE JOB AFTER ALL. AND YOU'LL MEET PEOPLE FROM MANY DIFFERENT WORLDS HERE.
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There's another one here as well?
[Thinking on the fact, though--it does make sense. Multiple worlds, multiple Deaths.]
Are you both from other worlds, then?
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