[Remy hasn't really been seen around the network for a while, what with getting over his torture and all. Then there was his little problem with Charis, not to mention being emo on rooftops as a direct result of Ivy saying she couldn't separate him from the monster his replacement had been. That was compounded by him remembering being said monster
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[ Not that Angeal would let such bitterness slip into his reply. Gambit, for what little Angeal knew of him, sounded like a pretty nice guy. He'd been upset recently, and there was the implication that he'd been one of the ones tortured and replaced by the compost-copies. Angeal's bitterness with himself aside, he really did want to help Gambit. ]
[ So he tried to answer diplomatically. ] Well, going by the girls from my home town, they liked cute movies, dating. A lot of them seemed to like animals and nature. Not that there's... a lot of nature, here. [ Angeal glanced away slightly, glad that this was on audio, so as not to catch his embarrassment. Yeah, that was kind of a dim move, mentioning that. Although he missed the hanging orchards of Banora. ]
[ Remembering the blaze, Angeal knew that even if he ever managed to leave this place, he could never truly go home. Because home... didn't exist, anymore. It had been obliterated by the very organization Angeal had devoted so much of his life to. ]
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[ Normally, he might suggest traveling, but there were only so many places one could go, here. And most places involved large beasties which would probably ruin a familial trip to the great outdoors. ] Hmmm. Sports, maybe? Art? Games? I suppose you could find a hobby you both enjoy, like photography, carpentry or something.
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