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[Minato comes to the astral plane with a gun in a holster around his waist. For once, he isn't slouching. He speaks clearly, in a voice that is more tense than his normal, relaxed tone.]

Where is Sam Tyler?

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[Looks up at them for a moment. Then he looks away. Then he looks at them again and nods.] Thank you.

[realitymods]

[cross their arms] We like Sam. [...yeah that's their version of comfort] We'll work hard on him. Shouldn't be too long! [nod, then snap their fingers] Oh! Might want to bring us new clothes for him. [and now they think giving him a task is good :|]

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... What size does he wear?

[realitymods]

[look at each other, then look at him] He's kind of skinny.

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

[Oh well that's helpful. He'd B|, but he's not in the mood. Which means I lose a perfectly good chance to use my favorite icon D: Instead, he just looks away again.] Do you have some of his clothes?

[realitymods]

[pop off and then return with...all the tags from his clothes]

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[He takes the tags and looks them over. Wonder if the school uniform comes in these sizes...]

[realitymods]

[wave cheerfully] Good luck, Minato! Bring them by when you have them!