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[duck_moon]

[[There’s a new Ahiru in town. But this one seems… different than the others, even more different from the heartless Princess. As she’s wandering around the streets, it’s quite obvious that her skin is a shade of blue not usually seen on living people, and her gown is tattered and half-rotted away.]]

Fakir…? Rue…? Mytho…? This isn’t the world of

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[lotis_duck]

[ Ahiru once again was taking a walk,until she saw a Ahiru in a with blue skin and wedding. She walk over to take a closer look, to notice her was kinda blue]

mmm! Hi!

[1/2]

[duck_moon]

Oh, hel-

[2/2]

[duck_moon]

AH!

Who are you?!

[lotis_duck]

[Ahiru smiles nervously, she look at the Ahiru in front of her.]

Why is her skin blue

Oh! I'm Ahiru! I guessing your name is Ahiru too. Ha ha! Sorry your the second double of me I meet!

[knight_of_lapis]

[ The Jumi Knight approaches the girl somewhat cautiously, eying her apparel. ]

By Fa'Deil, another one? ...But she looks to be in worse shape than the others. Has she been attacked? Erm, hello. Are you new here?

[duck_moon]

Wh- FAKIR!

[[And this is Ahiru flinging herself at him and hugging him tightly, babbling as she does so.]]

Fakir! I was so worried and I didn't get to say goodbye and- ... oh.

[[She scrambles backwards, looking flustered.]] S-sorry! I thought you were someone I knew!

[knight_of_lapis]

WAUGH! [ He flails at the unexpected embrace, nearly toppling over backward and a stain of crimson dusting his cheeks.

Blinking as she finally disengages, he composes himself and shakes his head with a light sigh. ]

...It's fine. I imagine you're not used to seeing doubles yet. Your name is Ahiru, I take it?

[duck_moon]

Oh, yes! [[She curtsies, smiling brilliantly.]] Who are you? You're a Fakir, right?

[letmenomyou]

[[This new Ahiru...she smells...dead?]]

H-Hello...

[1/2]

[duck_moon]

[[Even though she's already seen one of her doubles, it seems to surprise her again when she turns around and sees another one.]]

A-AH!

[2/2]

[duck_moon]

I- er- uhm-

[[Ahiru breathes deeply for a moment.]] Okay. Sorry. Hello!

[letmenomyou]

[[Ahiru slowly approaches her double, and takes her hand in hers.]]

...What happened to you?

LET'S HEAR IT FOR TIM BURTON!!

[imnot_finished]

[[A Fakir with scissors as hands shuffles awkwardly over to this new Ahiru. She's...a little different...]]

H-Hello...

DUDE INORITE

[duck_moon]

[[And Ahiru is about to tackle this Fakir too, in hopes that maybe he's hers, but manages to stop herself just in time. Not that the scissors would do more than mangle her up and make it difficult for her to patch herself together, but she didn't really have time to go chasing after body parts, and there weren't any places to get new ones like in the world of the dead.]]

Oh! Fakir! Except... you're not my Fakir...

[[She glances at the blades of his hands, then passes them off. There were odder things back home.]] Have you seen my Fakir, though? Looks like you, with normal hands? But he has a hat and a weird eye?

Ah! I'm sorry, I'm being rude- I'm Ahiru! [[And insert brilliant smile here.]]

I'm trying to get someone to play Icabod Crane!Autor in here...

[imnot_finished]

[[He looks around curiously.]]

I...haven't seen anyone like that...

Oh! I'm Fakir, too. And your name is Ahiru, as well. There's lots of us here...

[duck_moon]

[[She makes a wry face.]] Well, nobody's seen him yet... I'm hoping he shows up soon, though.

I know. [[And she sighs heavily, in a long, drawn-out fashion.]] And to think I thought this place was abandoned. Are you new here?