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[wheelsoftime]

[A HOBO COMES CRASHING IN THROUGH THE CEILING OF THIS ROOM. THAT'S A THING THAT JUST HAPPENED.]

...Maybe it was down the left tunnel.

((Revamped Air Gear Tyki! He has no memories of the last time he was here and or any of his old relations and is in fact a pretty different character from an earlier point in the timeline. Information in his journal

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[flamesburned]

[Huffing from a doorway. Why you always gotta be "Ticky"? Tick tock?]

About time you showed up.

[wheelsoftime]

Eh? What are you doing down here, didn't you go the other way?

[flameburned]

Of course I did, but that doesn't matter since you wound up in this weird place too.

[wheelsoftime]

Rabbit, where the hell are we?

[flameburned]

Some weird place the locals call the "dressing room" but it's nothing like a theater or a clothing store one. And there's no exit.

[wheelsoftime]

Then what's the deal with that name? Maa, what kind of place is this, how'd we get this lost?

[flameburned]

Hell if I know. [Skating over to help him up.] I've been told it just grabs us.

[wheelsoftime]

[Takes her hand, standing close by her]

That makes no sense. Your opponent hit you in the head?

[flamesburned]

[Rolls her eye.] Does it look as if I've hit my head?

[wheelsoftime]

It sounds like you've been hit in the head.

[flameburned]

You can check if you want.

[wheelsoftime]

[Drapes his arms over her shoulder and starts playing with her hair, this is not really proper checking for bumps but you invite me to your head I will play with your hair :)]

[flamesburned]

[Huffs as she puts her own arms around his waist.] You have to play with my hair? Took me most of the morning to fix it right.

[wheelsoftime]

It looks better mussed up, it's cute. You spend too long on your hair anyway.

[flameburned]

I'd just rather have it messed up in bed, not out in public. [Lightly pokes his side.] I have a reputation to maintain.

[wheelsoftime]

Hoo, if we're not in the middle of a battle after all, I'm sure we could arrange that.