[Video | Week 9, Day 3]

[a_for_tiori]

[The video feed captures only a blue sky, broken up by the leafy branches of a huge tree. A pair of birds fly overhead, and there are the sounds of late summer, cicadas buzzing and birds shrieking

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[Audio]

[guerrilla_morph]

[Because Marco can't help himself.]

Where have you been all this time?

[Video]

[a_for_tiori]

[Dinosaur. He thinks. And then, what?

Where have you been all this time? Perhaps the worst question anyone could ask Sasuke right now, because thinking about it makes his head hurt. Sasuke is used to the sensation of having been in two places at once, sort of. He knows how to make shadow clones.

But this. This.

These dueling lives. These two Sasukes who haven't yet fully integrated. One who asks, is he the enemy? Is he one of them? And the other answering, he's nobody. Nobody. Nothing at all. Another dreamer in this world, dreaming of blood like the rest of us. Another face.

The video feed is Sasuke's fingers, blue sky visible through the gaps in them. He fumbles clumsily with the Hitomi, and there is a long pause before he can be sure the thing is recording.]

... You.

You're Marco. [Maahko. It feels weird to say, so for a second Sasuke thinks he must be mistaken. But no - rather, he's just never called this person by name before.

It's hard to think with the pain in his head.]

[Video]

[guerrilla_morph]

[Boy, this guy looks pissed. Not Marco's problem.]

Well, most people I know call me Marco. But I like to think there's someone out there who likes to call be Gorgeous.

[Video] Forgive my obscene lateness, probably de-hiatused too early >>

[a_for_tiori]

[There is a slight delay in the reply - Sasuke had rolled his eyes reflexively, which had proven so painful that he had blacked out for a moment. When the video flickers on, most of his face can be seen. He is rubbing his new eyes through the bandages. The Hitomi, he operates purely through memory. Reply should be right here, a place to touch in the corner. He remembers.

He remembers everything.]

No. [Not in the mood.

A pause.]

... I know you.

[Don't I.

It's hard to keep things straight. The real world, where he came from, and... Kannagara. He'd been here for, what, a year now? But then he had gone back, but had forgotten, and then back here again, and this time he remembered, but now he remembered too much, two lives, parallel. Veering into each other. And one world was insane.]

Fuck.

[Video] XD

[guerrilla_morph]

[This guy looks like he went though a jetlag from Hell.

Actually . . what if . . .?]

You know me here.

But you probably don't know me in your homeworld.

[A pause.]

You went there, didn't you? Back to your place.