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realityshifted2009-02-01 04:01 pm
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Constellation 05
[Arthur appears on the Plane, looking very different to how he usually dresses. His hair is parted to the side, and his glasses have been replaced with thick, coke-bottle lenses. He's wearing a stripped polo shirt, a fleece vest, and khaki pants.
There's also an inhaler in his hand, and he seems at quite a loss as to what to do with it.] This is....unusual.
There's also an inhaler in his hand, and he seems at quite a loss as to what to do with it.] This is....unusual.

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Really?
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Well, that's a relief at least. I was afraid someone else had shown up that looked like us. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
[studies Arthur now, tilting his head, still confused]
What happened to you? You didn't get into another bicycle accident, did you? Hit your head, end up dressed like that?
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[gives Arthur's appearance another once over]
How do you explain [his hands move around to illustrate just what he's talking about] that?
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I'm more interested in what this is. [raises up the inhaler]
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[takes the inhaler without asking, turning it over in his hands, examining it before giving it back to Arthur]
Oh, that. That's an inhaler. For people with asthma. [gives Arthur another confused look] Since when have you had asthma?
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And my eyesight wasn't as bad.
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Let me see.
[it is now A Notorious Mass-Murderer Is Scanning Your Eyes With Laser Screwdriver Time. What will you do?]
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Master, what are you-?
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[he grabs Arthur by the side of the face to hold him in place]
Open your eyes. I want to gauge the damage.
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[He stays still, slowly opening his eyes]
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An inhaler?
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Oh, well, deductive reasoning says that you didn't originally know what an inhaler was, that you know me and your speech patterns are remarkably similar to Arthur's. So that's my final answer. I'm also sure I'm right. 'Lo, Arthur.
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Different body. He already 'gauged the damage', so there's no need to do it again.
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I did assume so. I'm not going to do anything, really. I was just curious. Same body, different body. It's a rather popular look.
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Ah, of course sorry. It belongs to someone, I assume, though I'm not sure to whom.
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