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[fontechno.livejournal.com]

Jade!

[Obviously this is Jade's fault. ...Maybe not fault; this is nicer than his cell, if not utterly confusing.]

I know you're here! Come out from... ...space!

[This is really confusing. The identical floor and surrounding environment is disorienting, but there are buildings, and... a chair? It's attractive, but not so much that he doesn't kick it over in his confusion before moving on to the buildings. This can't be natural... though, considering the way inside was through a mysterious door in his cell wall, what chance was there of it being otherwise?

Maybe alerting Jade is a bad idea. He can't lock him back up if he doesn't know where he is. So, exploring. Quietly.

As quietly as a Dist can manage.]

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[clinical]

[He was given the gift of his favourite fall guy. He can only imagine it is a sense of universal balance that has treated him with... this.]

What's this? I didn't realise Meredith was interested in experimenting on cockroaches.

[At least he isn't carrying the knife and the labcoat any longer.]

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

[Dammit. Dammit dammit dammit.]

Jade! I knew you were here! Tell me what's going on, or else!

[Or else what? Dist has no idea. But look at him puff up! That is exceptionally intimidating, right?]

[clinical]

I don't feel like it.

[So go ahead. Try the 'or else.']

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

[Classic. Dist squares up his shoulders, takes a few determined, purposeful strides up to Jade, and does his damnedest to appear to be a threat.

This is far easier said than done.]

This is all your fault! I just know it is! You have to tell me!

[clinical]

[Given that Jade's hands are in their comfortable resting place, his pockets, attempts to be threatening have apparently not done solid work.

What Jade is actually thinking is, I hope Asch finds Dist annoying enough not to ask him about the future.]

I don't see why. Shouldn't a 'genius' be able to figure it out?

[guyexplains.livejournal.com]

[Sooome time after he's (somewhat) adjusted to this place he is treated to that terribly familiar whine. Welp, sucks to be Jade.]

[...He should probably do something about Dist wandering around here, shouldn't he? Granted he's not sure what...]

I don't think he's hiding.

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

Oh... you're here too? Why don't you know where he is?

[He's rather ambivalent about Guy being in the place at all, other than being... a bit confused as to how he's there in the first place.]

Where are we?

[guyexplains.livejournal.com]

It's not like I keep track of his movements.

[And Guy for his part has no personal grudge against Dist. The man was an obstacle for a while, but that's in the past. That he has access to the freedom this place provides might be a little worrying, but that's in the future.]

It's kind of a long story. [Which he's going to have to explain, isn't he?]

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Yes he is.]

Well, I've gotten good at waiting but that doesn't mean I want to do any more of it. Get on with it; what's going on here?

[quecaneatit.livejournal.com]

[Your quiet explorations are about to be interrupted by a loud emperor draping his arm across your shoulder, Dist]

Saphir, man, I was wondering when you'd find this place. You were always falling behind.

But hey, you could never stay away from your best friends, right?

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

[Is it possible for a human to puff up like a cat? Because Dist comes very close, twisting away from Peony and possibly hissing just a little bit.]

You! I'm not your friend! I should have known that if Jade was here you would be too!

[quecaneatit.livejournal.com]

[Peony only laughs. He loves Saphir so much~]

That's okay. Even if I'm not your friend, you're still my best friend~

[he puts up his hands to try to appease Dist]

Cool down though. You don't want that nose of yours running all over the place.

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

[Resist the urge to check. Resist. He stays puffed up, but stops screaming. Mostly.]

Well? Are you going to tell me what you're doing here?

[ainsophaured.livejournal.com]

[Nose deep into his notes, Aster isn't paying the slightest attention to the area around him. It's no surprise that he happens to bump directly into Dist.]

I-I'm sorry!

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

[Dist shoves him away reflexively, squaring up his shoulders and sneering once he realizes that this isn't someone he knows. He'd be rustling if he had his coat.]

Look where you're going, ingrate!

[ainsophaured.livejournal.com]

[Aster's ass, meet the ground. That's where he is now. He doesn't look upset that he was pushed though. It was his fault. Within seconds, he's back on his feat.]

I apologize. I didn't mean to bump into you.

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

Of course not. If you'd known better, you wouldn't have.

[Don't expect a hand to help you up. Dist is far too bitchy for that.]

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[This is Asch's welcoming face as his ears are treated to the fabulous whining that is Dist the Crazy.

It's not too long after that when he spots the rogue scientist trying to be... well, a rogue. Asch is occupied with reading some files, and he doesn't even give Dist a cursory glance.]

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

Oh... look who else is here.

[How can you not notice that hair? Sorry, Asch, you can never, ever fade into the background.]

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[It's like pulling his gaze from these files is a laborious effort.

Also he is totally not stalking you in his home reality right now in an attempt to figure out whose side you're on. Nope. Not at all.]

You're late.

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

Late? What is that supposed to mean?

It's like all of you people got together and put up a secret clubhouse in the Fon Belt.

[ravenchaser.livejournal.com]

You're too noisy.

[Gin's voice is cold, but calm. He isn't angry yet, only terse.]

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

No, I'm perfect. Who are you? How dare you address me that way?

[ravenchaser.livejournal.com]

Perfect?

[Oh, this one must think he's funny. Very funny.

Too bad Gin isn't laughing.]

Gin.

Am I supposed to be scared of you?

...I promise never to end up this slow again

[fontechno.livejournal.com]

I didn't say that, but if you have to ask, maybe you should be! You sound awfully defensive! And I didn't ask for your name, but if we're exchanging them, you can call me Dist.

[This isn't at all projection or bluffing. Dist is entirely confident in himself. Really.]