[voice] night 42
[There's near silence for the first little bit of the post, but after a moment the sounds of fabric rustling and a quiet, frantic murmur can be made out, getting a little bit louder as time goes on. Either the phone is getting closer... or the Replica's getting louder.]
It's all in my head, all in my head, she can't be here, she's not here. I-I ( Read more... )
It's all in my head, all in my head, she can't be here, she's not here. I-I ( Read more... )
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No.
[A pause]
I-I don't.. She... isn't here, right?
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..... You sure?
[Ugh, there it goes again. And... and... goddamnit, he can't see her. It sounds like her voice is right next to him, laughing in his ear, but he can't see her. So... if he can't... well... maybe Kairi could help? Maybe she could see what he couldn't.
So, just a few seconds later, the door's opening, revealing a disheveled looking Replica, bags dark and poofy under his eyes.]
She's... you can't see her, right? In here? She's not here, right?
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He's not sure what she's doing, but he's so overcome with relief that he's not being his normal antisocial self.]
Y-You don't? [Sighs and opens his eyes for a moment before closing one again and rubbing his hand over it] I don't want to look for her. I just want her to stay away.
[... Wait. Fight her? Oh no. Nonono.]
No! [Now he's backing away, looking a bit frantic and shaking his head] She... I can't fight her. You... you probably can't either, it... no. [Shudders and wraps his arms around himself]
She uses lightning. Just... hits and... and you can't move. Get tossed around like a doll. A puppet.
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