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[future_fessah]

[Hershel has exams coming up soon, he takes these very setiously. For the past few days he's been living from the slight boosts drinking all too many cups of tea provides while he keeps his nose in a book and attemps to absorb as much information about celtic dig-sites as possible

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Descole, being a bitch and wreaking havoc

[sinisterballet]

[From behind him, Descole flicks his hat off his head.]

Hey Hershel number million, when did you get here?

[future_fessah]

[Snatches the hat between his book then whirls around.]

W-who are you?

[sinisterballet]

I guess I'm you're new host to this fine place.

You don't know me yet, but you will. Oh, and you're stuck here.

[future_fessah]

S-stuck? But I have exams coming up!

[sinisterballet]

Heh, not in here you don't.

I wouldn't try asking anymore questions, because I don't know if anyone has the answers. Where are we, how do I get back, do I know you, how are we related, so on and so forth.

So, any questions?

[future_fessah]

But you just-

...Fine, if I can't ask how we are connected then at least can I know who you are?

[sinisterballet]

Jean Descole. Pleasure student Layton.

[He grins genuinely. It's kind of like getting revenge. Screw with Hershel's younger self. It certainly is funny.]

[future_fessah]

Please, just call me Hershel. Very nice to meet you all the same, Jean Descole.

[Holds out his hand.]

[sinisterballet]

[Descole gave an incredulous smile and then shook his hand.]

Very well Hershel. So you're sure you don't know me?

[He might have if he took his mask off, but he wasn't about to do that.]

[future_fessah]

I think that I'd recognise someone with a dress sense as striking as yours, without meaning any offense.

[sinisterballet]

None at all. I'll take it as a compliment. Well, you're well then. You're from a time you don't know me. Interesting.

[future_fessah]

You said that I can't ask how I go on to know you, correct?

[sinisterballet]

Correct. It might be best id you don't know.

But maybe I can spare some thoughts. Give a hint, you know?

[future_fessah]

Well, I'm not opposed to the occassional hint.

[sinisterballet]

Once, we were madly in love.

[So that wasn't entirely the truth. But it was funny.]

[future_fessah]

[Backs up.]

Wh-wh-what! Are you... serious?