[Sup, Straw Hats (...and possible assorted guests). This morning, your everyday post-earthquake-recovery routine is broken by the sound of glass shattering in the bathroom, followed a pale and jittery-looking navigator wrapped in a towel and clutching a change of clothes throwing the door open and stalking straight for her bedroom, slamming the
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That, and he has a pretty good idea what she means.]
Seeing what?
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Reflections. They're ... wrong, today. For me, anyway.
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Wrong here too. I doubt it's just you and me. [If it were, that'd be one hell of a weird experiment.]
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It's like you, but not?
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Something that could be me, given a different set of circumstances and opportunities, I guess.
[He's not entirely sure if it's better than seeing himself dead. That had been a bit of a shock, when he'd been gingerly picking up pieces of broken glass in the apartment earlier.]
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[Oh hey, she spies a Hitsugaya across the street. Closing her journal and crossing over there now.]
Something like that.
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Have you seen just one thing?
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[He shrugs. It's very interesting debris, really.] Feel free. I'm just clearing this out. Was out checking the barrier, but I'm better use here.
[Maybe. He's not entirely sure.]
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I've no cap on my power right now and I couldn't get through. So whatever it's doing, it's holding for now.
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[He pulls the piece of wood out with a grunt and looks it over. It seems all right, just broken on one end. It can be used again and so it gets tossed into his Pile of Reusable Crap. Like anyone actually cares, he's sure, but at least he's doing something.]
Everyone you know make it through all right?
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How about you?
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Our building was untouched. It's being used for extra shelter. [Which, while he knows and accepts the need, the extra people on the southern end of town is really starting to drive him insane.] Lot of people around.
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