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[flameburned]

[There's a sound of metal clanging against metal somewhere overhead and some cursing.]

Damned Captain, why does he have to pick fights with teams like this? [A pause.] Oh shit.

[And now a yell as something slides and bumps its way down...well, something. You're not sure what it is but it doesn't matter. It's getting louder and less echoing

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[prayerofthe14th]

[ ow that kinda hurt. 14th gazes up at her, bemused - and blushing a bit when he sees what she's wearing, like any self-respecting Allen would ] Ah... what?

[flameburned]

[Where she takes absolutely no mind to it, like she's used to being looked up like that. And causing a bit of a "shock".

Frowning and peering down at him, not yet moving off.] Captain?

You went down another tunnel, damnit. How did you end up here?

[prayerofthe14th]

[ so confused right now, oh boy. ] Um, I... don't think I'm the person you're looking for, ma'am.

[flameburned]

What's with this "ma'am" crap? It's me, Lavi. [She's joining you in that confused box.]

[darkforsaken]

[Well, certainly can't say he was expecting that. Looks at her, just hope you don't mind seeing the gold eye.]

Clearly. Think ya can get off of me?

[flameburned]

[Stuck. Hold on.]

Why do you look like me?!

[darkforsaken]

[He pauses, eyes moving to look at her ATs. They...look eerily familiar, but then he looks back at her.]

Because I'm another version of you. You're in the Dressing Room. [Here, have a pamphlet.]

[flameburned]

[Should definitely be familiar but this is definitely a different girl in control of them.]

Wh-where? [Oh. Paper. Reading. Still on top of.]

[continuetopray]

No fighting please. Ow.

[flameburned]

Ty-Tyki? [Flush.] Are you alright?

[continuetopray]

Not Tyki. Not alright. Little too flat right now.

[flameburned]

[Looks at him a moment longer, recognizing the differences now and flushes more in embarrassment. Getting up off of.]

Sorry.

[flameburned]

[Well, at least this time it's Tyki and not Neah. :T

Flushing a little as she sits up.] Sorry, Tyki. You alright?

[flameburned]

Didn't fall from the ceiling. I fell down a stupid vent. [Grumbling as she gets to her feet, wheels of her ATs clacking on the stone floor. Lavi begins brushing herself off.

Probably not any other, she and hers are "lovers" for the moment.] What're you doing here anyway?