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[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

[A boy with blue hair appears on the Plane in a school uniform, listening to an MP3 player. He glances around and doesn't seem surprised by his surrounding at all. He does seem confused in a mild, sort of unconcerned way. Well, he's turning off his MP3 player, so maybe now's a good time to bug him.]

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[didorothy]

[unexpected tag is like unexpected lineface]

Minato?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Yeah?

[Okay this is pretty weird, even considering the whole shooting himself in the head thing he's learned about recently. He definitely knows this guy.]

[didorothy]

[frowning]

Do you remember me?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

[Nods.] Sam Tyler. You're a cop.

[didorothy]

[arm fold]

Where have you been?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

I don't know...

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[So Fumie was just walking around and she looks over, seeing some weirdo standing there-

That weirdo is more than a bit familiar.

Fumie suddenly breaks into a run for him and she's tempted to throw her arms around him in a hug but, well, it might not be her Minato. PLUS HE LEFT HER IF IT IS. So no hug. She skids to a stop near him.]

Minato? Is it you?

He's so helpful isn't he?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Oh Minato, you line face

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[That answer was not good enough. Fumie puts her hands on her hips and leans forward.]

Do you know me? Do you still have your glasses? Where were you? You know you left me with the Dark Hour! Are you all right? Well?

1/2

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

[Which one does he answer first? D:]

2/2

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

... Sorry, Fumie.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[And here she was trying to be angry with him. Her shoulders slump and she toes the ground.]

Ah, I was more concerned about where you had gone. I thought maybe you'd leave me a message.

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

I'm not hurt. [He doesn't think telling her about the random voids in his memory would lead to good things.]

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Isaiah sees the blue hair and the mp3, cocks an eyebrow, and makes an emotional face while miming wrist-cutting a few yards away from Minato.]

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

[Ha ha very funny. Though Minato waits to see if he speaks or is actually a mime.]

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[He pretends to cry to the sky]

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

.... Need a tissue?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Why, you carry boxes around?

Just in case?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

There's some at school.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

You alright?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Yeah... I know people here.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Oh. You just looked kind of lost.

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

I don't know when I met them...

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Did you hit your head or something?

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Maybe...