[The journal falls open just in time to catch a pained gasp, followed by some rather upset sniffling.] T-t-that hurt! B-but R-R-Rem said dreams aren’t s-suppose to hurt! It’s so cold. Rem! Kn-nives! [Finally the journal catches a glimpse of little Vash as he shakily tries to stand up in it‘s view. His trade mark spiky hair is gone. Instead it falls
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Shit, they turned both of them into kids?]
Oi oi, kid. Calm down a sec.
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[And he starts yelling again.] Rem! K-Knives! Where are y-you!? J-Joey! Can't you h-hear me!? [This is all so wrong!]
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And kid, you need to keep moving or you'll freeze to death.
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Ow...
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[Ouch. Sanji winces and shakes his head, already on his feet and out the door with an extra coat since this post cares nothing about space-time]
Ah.... slowly, alright? That's solid ice you're standing on.
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It-it's like b-being in the c-cold room, b-but whe-where are the s-sleeping p-p-pe-people?
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You're outside, kid!
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OW! [Huh... why does it feel like something is attached to his back?]
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Careful. Panicking will just make shit worse, alright?
Look; you're not in space, or a room. Or a ship. You're outside. And I need you to take a few deep breaths before you start hyperventilating on me.
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I'll explain everything when I find you, but right now I need you to flash your journal at the lake so I know which one you're at.
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... Oi.
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You hurt anywhere?
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Is t-this... really r-real?
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