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[rain_of_bullets]

What-the-fuck-what-the-fuck-what-the-FUCK!?!?!

[The journal clicks on as Haine stumbles through the house in the form of a small girl.  Why did it have to be her?  A raw scream echoes from the bathroom before a shattering of glass is heard.  Shards clatter to the floor just within sight of the book and blood drips over the tile.  The girl seems on

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[myfatherspath]

[Naoto wakes up to screaming. A lot of screaming. In a little girl's voice, but since the only little girl she knows is mute, this probably isn't a good sign. She stands up and yanks her dress over her head, having left the sundress to dry, and grabs her coat as she heads for the sound.

Naoto is not very fond of screaming little girls. Not at all.

However, the scene she comes across in the bathroom is enough to confuse her even more: two strangers (an unfamiliar young man and a little girl with a large metal collar) as well as Haine, who's inexplicably being helpful for a change by picking up fragments of bloody, broken glass. She surveys the small group for a second, looking very confused and more than a little disturbed. Leaving sounds like a good idea, but she's not okay with the concept of leaving a stranger with a little girl in a room splattered with blood, even with Haine present. A moment later she sees something else, a strange insect: something like a cigarette with wings. Probably another bad sign, but she dismisses it in favor of the people.

When she speaks, she looks down and addresses the only person she knows, the one collecting glass shards.]

Haine, what the hell is going on? Where's everyone else?

[By which she means "where's Nill," but it won't hurt to know where all of the other occupants are either. Aside from a bit of unkempt hair, Naoto is perfectly normal in appearance]

[by_his_hands]

[He turns suddenly at the sound of his name, eyes narrowing somewhat when he sees who it's come from. How did she recognize him so quickly? How does she... oh-. Right. His body. Still there, despite someone else being in it.

With everything else going on, how is she even so fuckin' calm? Probably because she has no idea that they're all...]

Like I know! They're all here right now!

[moemade_puppy]

[Nill is conveniently ignoring Haine's statement that he'll clean it up and continues gingerly picking up the glass. He'll need to be bandaged, too.]

[Of course when Naoto arrives and asks 'Haine' what's going on, Nill turns the same time the real Haine does. And while she can't be certain, it looks and sounds like Naoto has remained Naoto. If Badou were in Naoto's body, he'd probably have sworn more. Or at least put on pants instead of a dress.]

[She turns a little when Haine answers her, then turns back to Naoto with the shards of mirror still in her hand and nods sadly.] I'm here...

[myfatherspath]

[Haine should never look sad. As far as she knows, he has two looks: sullen and annoyed. She read that stupid journal thing that Mihai told her to read, and amazingly, she was glad she did. They're all here?

Naoto looks to the meek-looking version of Haine on the ground, picking up shards, which is nothing Haine would ever do. Then, she inspects the young man she doesn't recognize...if they're all here, a younger version of Mihai? And a talking cigarete-bug, if such a thing exists (oh god, not Badou). She scoops up a shard and looks at herself. Thankfully, she recognizes the face, and not in an unpleasant way, like whoever it was who smashed the mirror in.

She looks at the girl with the collar and bloody hands, and her conversation moments before arriving here begins to click while she stares with perplexed amazement. Oh. She understands. Yeah, Naoto wants no part in that. Distantly, she worries about all of them when they come to their senses, and makes a note to spend a few days in her room.]

Um. Okay. I'll...I'll just be going now.

[by_his_hands]

[The whole thing is so damn frustrating. He swallows back a hard lump in his throat and fixes Naoto with a cold look before he bends down to pick up the pieces. She can leave if she wants, why is she even bothering to tell them? He picks the pieces up recklessly at first, but pauses when he sees the damage done to his hands. Lily's hands. As if she can even feel it anymore.]

You'll hurt yourself. I'll get the broom, just-...

[He sighs and throws a few jagged shards into the bathroom garbage. His hands will heal. So will Nill's if she's in that body, but... there are far too many other reasons he wouldn't wish such a change on anyone. Feelings he had hoped someone like Nill wouldn't ever have to bother with again.]