1st Day

[mirroredmemory]

[The NV is on, but it’s upside down, and there’s a person in a black hood looking at it. You can’t see their face beneath it. The feed continues in silence for a while, long enough to make you think that perhaps it’s been switched on accidentally, but then the person’s shoulders drop as she sighs, turning the NV around so that it is facing the

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[madannoshashu]

[ The video catches his attention, a familiarity about it that he can't quite put his finger on. So he watches, listening to the other responses as a small, nagging sensation seems to rise in the back of his mind.

In due time, the pieces fall into place. ]

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[madannoshashu]

Why hello there, Poppet.

Welcome to our merry band.

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[mirroredmemory]

[Oh wonderful, he remembers her too?]

You.

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[madannoshashu]

[ Now that she's actually here? You betcha. ]

Y'know, it's the strangest thing. Up until a little while ago, I completely forgot you existed.

And now that you're here...well. It's just like old times.

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[mirroredmemory]

[Isn't that just peachy~]

It's not. I won't work for the Organization anymore.

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[madannoshashu]

[ Exactly like a pie. ]

Now, Poppet.

Do you think that's polite? Shutting me down, when I've only said hello?

So harsh.

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[mirroredmemory]

[Pie < Ice cream]

My name is not Poppet, it's Xion.

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[madannoshashu]

[ Haven't you ever heard of peach pie ice cream? ]

And yet "Poppet" sounds so much better.

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[mirroredmemory]

[You get nothing but silence for that remark, Xigbar.]

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[madannoshashu]

[ He lets it hang for a moment before suppressing a sigh. Always so sensitive. ]

Go ahead and get settled, Poppet.

You've got some catching up to do.