[ First, before he even touches what's going in other posts, he makes his own. And the feed will click on to a young man who looks a lot like the
other gentleman with white hair and a scar on the left side of his face, though this one is paler. Silver-eyed.
Pissed off and wearing his uniform jacket again because right now that much is so very
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at the very least, he could no longer feel him within this body. )
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I would not lower myself by claiming to be you, Allen.
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He's okay with this being public. It has been before. Not here, but close enough. He made his peace. It proves this isn't him.
And that reply kind of confirms it for him, too. ]
Then how about you stop using my body. [ Cool, calm in reply. Even if his throat is tight. ]
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My own would have been preferable but such a thing was not an option.
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[ Radiating discomfort. How he'd like to ask, but... that seems moot.
And now he switches to private, because he wants honest answers and it's too uncomfortable not to. ]
Who are you really?
You're Nea, I know that. But what do you want?
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( he leaves that part public for any prying eyes before he switches his own feed over to private for the sake of this conversation. )
I recall introducing myself to you once before, Allen. I am the one who will destroy the Millennium Earl and his filthy sheep.
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-They're not filthy. [ Defending Noah to a Noah? What's the world coming to. ]
Though you'll forgive me if I don't exactly trust you just for having the same enemy. [ A little dryly said, naturally. ]
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