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[historyrecorder]

[In a rather sunny courtyard, there's a mysterious gangplank coming from a second story window. A familiar redhead pops out of the window, gloves on his hands and eye-patch missing.

He pauses and looks around. Then behind him. wth Where did the boat he was boarding go?! ... Where did his "tail" go

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[lastnightswish]

[Well. She was enjoying her nap here, in the shade, until she heard the voice. Bastard. Do you know how hard it is to sleep these days?]

... better hope that the rumors of time standing still when you're here are true, if you had somewhere you needed to be.

[lastnightswish]

Like I said. If it was a dream, do you think she would be stupid enough to trap herself here as well? Furthermore, I don't even know you, and I don't want to know why you'd be dreaming of me.

[Glaring. Hmmph.]

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[Hot damn, he isn't recognized. No idea how happy he is about that.]

So you say. I haven't seen anyone but you yet. Kanda.

[lastnightswish]

[Only because you're still a decent distance away. You might not want her to recognize you, really. Still rather bitter >:]

[Doesn't like the emphasis on her name. What's that supposed to mean? >:|]

Take ten steps in the hall, and you'll know what I mean. Five Beansprouts playing football with ... Daisya and two versions of the fucking rabbit, one of which could probably change into a cat on command.

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[No, don't want to be recognized at all.

He could have easily slipped back into the past and called her Yuu~ He was making sure he didn't, in a round about way.]

And you assume that I know who a Beansprout is. [And as an afterthought.] Or a rabbit.

[lastnightswish]

Tch. Damn Beansprout has white hair and a scar on his face. Some of them have brown hair. They're all short. [Pauses a little, and runs her hand over her stomach, as though an afterthought.] The Rabbit has red hair and an eye-patch. Thinks he's a pirate sometimes.]

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[And...that gives him no names at all.]

I'm supposing that their names are beansprout and rabbit.

[Slightly sarcastic tone.]

[lastnightswish]

[Don't you get sarcastic with me >:|]

... Allen Walker and... [Ugh, don't ask about why she doesn't like saying his name.] Lavi.

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[I can if I want~ 8D;

Ignore that twitch at the second name.]

And so the descriptions have names.

[lastnightswish]

[Eyes narrowing at that.]

... of course they have names.

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Sometimes the nicknames replace the names and the name is no more.

[lastnightswish]

[Her eyes flash a little at that. You're treading on dangerous ground, you know.] What makes you say that?

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[Mun knows, muse doesn't. Muse shall probably get found out by the end of things.]

It happens in villages all the time. A man becomes known for a feat or a woman is called some kind of pet name. If everyone calls them that, then as the generations keep coming, they'll only know those people by those nicknames. And while the name is known, they don't ever get called that except in rare times.

[lastnightswish]

Tch. Everyone else usually calls them by their names. Except for Tykis.

[Scowling now. Something about the way he said it bothers her, rubs her the wrong way. It's too familiar.]

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[Eyes good enough to catch that brief smirk at the mention of Tyki?]

And other versions of yourself.

[lastnightswish]

[Not particularly. Even if she did notice it, she'd think he was just being a sarcastic little shit.]

... tch. Stay out of the South Wing. The Noah live there. Exorcists in the North.