The machine has no feeling, it feels no fear and no hope.

[42341_130i]

[In the center of town, a young man with white hair sits at the edge of the fountain with his hands folded demurely on his lap. His golden eyes display no emotion, but his posture suggests a mild anxiousness. It seems almost as though he is waiting for someone, and the fact that he isn't wearing any clothes doesn't seem to bother him at all.]

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[notso_princely]

[[Here, have a Ted with a slight twitch in his eyebrow.]]

...You need clothes. Are you new here?

[42341_130i]

[The boy's head slowly turns.] This location is unfamiliar to me. [A short pause.] Your body resembles mine.

[notso_princely]

[[He blinks. He stares.]]

...You're...new then. Okay. Might I suggest you get an outfit or something? I hear there's some pervert who would LOVE to meet you in this state.

[42341_130i]

[He stands, hands hanging at his sides.] Define 'pervert.'

Oh god the derping.

[42341_130i]

[Blink blink.] You look like me.

jiiiiiiii

[42341_130i]

Are you able to feel?

[dame_ohne_gnade]

[Not even blinking at his lack of clothes, Kraehe sidles up to the boy and slides in next to him, an almost-too-friendly smile on her face]

Well, hello there.

[42341_130i]

[After a moment, he gives what is most likely the expected response.] Hello.

[dame_ohne_gnade]

[smiling] Are you waiting here for someone?

[42341_130i]

[He nods slowly.] Fakir told me to wait.