remember this, the motion of equation

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*Mencia looks towards the array of hallways, blinking somewhat and taking a step back.  This wasn't good.

Of course, being the superhero sidekick of the mansion, he generally met a lot of people, generally tried to help them out when he could.  But now, now he's royally screwed, because after helping the most recent addition to the mansion find a

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*Meile doesn't know where he is either, but honestly he doesn't care. He likes wandering around, because really, what else is there to do in a big ass mansion like this? So he's just boredly consulting the ceiling, walking along, when he bumps into Mencia.

Literally, in fact.*

Oof--

*He stumbles back, and blinks a few times.*

... Oh. Hey.

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*He's rather surprised as well--was it a thing among Matts to not watch where they're going? And stumbles backwards as well, hitting the wall with his back.*

Oi.

*Before he looks up and recognition flashes by his expression--not really because he knows Meile, but because Meile is a him.*

Hey. You're not the me I met before, right?

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*Blinkblink*

Uh, shit, I dunno. I can't remember.

*Peers at him*
... I ain't seen mahself in a long time, actually. We ain't as popular 'ere as we used ta be.

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Oh, damn.

*He pouts somewhat.* I guess that could be a good thing or a bad thing, eh?

*Nevertheless, Mencia extends his hand to shake.* Call me Mencia. Professional sidekick. *A small pause.* Professional lost sidekick. Do you know where we are?