acht; dictated

[whitecovered]

[Though he never really bothered to sleep in his room (he had no use for it after all), Weiss decided to visit his own room after hearing all the ruckus. And then he ran into...himself. A bit more different than he expected, but after hearing him out, he concluded it was definitely him.]...Talking to yourself is quite strange. Moreso if they do not

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Action;

[shutupweiss]

[ Guess which unimpressed lady has followed you and is now sceptically surveying the library. Spoiler: It's this one. ]

Trip down memory lane, huh?

[ One she isn't really too keen on. ]

and more action

[whitecovered]

[He's not too keen on it either. At least she's spared the drama bombs dropped in the Shadowlord's castle okay.]

Apparently.

[and now book-now-human speaks up, with the exact same voice. Kind of unnerving.]

A fragmented trip, maybe.

it's her style;

[shutupweiss]

[ She wheels around, frowns at him -- then back at book-Weiss. Well, this is... different. ]

You're full of surprises, Weiss.

[ She studies him, hands on hips. She's curious, so shoot her. ]

This you?

[whitecovered]

[He's just as curious about...himself than she is. Headspace Weiss responds.]

Yes. At least, at one point.