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Goddamn.

[How long has it been? A week? It's been one short week. Not even. Since whatever peace he's had in years was swept away from him, only to let him be thrust into another battle. One battle which he had to surrender to protect his people. Did he have to? Maybe it was giving them unnecessary leverage, but at least it got them off the colony for now. And for now, he needed time to think. So many questions, so little time to get answers. Duo had his wrists bound in front of them when he dropped onto the Plane, his lip busted open and he was sporting a nice shiner.

Duo could not for the life of him catch a break. And that was starting to wear him down and the stress was beginning to build. He fumbled with the doors to the bar and staggered off to the side to start picking the cuffs. Once he heard that satisfying clip he threw them aside in frustration, pulling both hands to grasp his head. Noin had said he was brave, but she had no idea how foolish he felt right now.]

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[He held his palm to his forehead and slowly turned to look at the kid again when he returned. Hm. He took the bag and the cloth and tenderly placed it to his bruised forehead, wincing at the cold before leaning into it.]

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[Conan determinedly scrambles up on to the barstool next to Duo.]

Things ... aren't so peaceful at the moment?

No. Not really.

Kinda in the middle of a war here. [Surely his power of deductions could figure that things are amiss. He let his shoulders fall as he pressed the icepack against his forehead.]

[Conan's not sure if he's relieved or not. On the one hand, except for a handful of magicians, the only time he's encountered handcuffs has been on a case (and some of those magicians had turned out to be accomplished murderers to boot) and he's rather relieved Duo wasn't a criminal. On the other hand, a war ...

He notes the fall of Duo's shoulders, wondering if he should even ask ... But if he doesn't know, he can't help.]

What happened?

[Duo looks down to the bar top and frowns. To be honest? Probably should leave that one alone, Conan.]

There was a battle, and I surrendered. So they took me as a prisoner so they could get a tactical advantage over their enemies, but at least they stopped attacking the colony. Guess that's a good thing. [Oh yeah. Let's talk it out. But then he didn't really much feel like talking.]

[This is not sounding good, no.]

Your world's back at war?

It's been off and on for a long time, bud. That's nothing new.

That's different to what you said last time we talked, isn't it?

[Oh. Right. He could barely remember that. All of those memories were kind of a blur.]

A week ago you mean? When I had that long hair? And I told you-- Yeah.

Yeah, that stuff I told you. It wasn't really real, but I believed it.

An experiment.

[This was starting to make a cruel kind of sense.]

Duo, is there anyone you know missing right now?

Experiment, huh? Yeah. It created a time paradox or something. So when it wore off everything that happened just went away.

My whole li-... That life. That life is gone.

[Oh man. Missing? To name a few--]

Yeah. One. The other guy is just someone else. A civilian, but we never met.

I'm sorry.

Names? Descriptions?

You really do like playing detective, don't you kid?

This isn't a game, Duo. Other people are missing too.

Yeah, but I really don't think you can do anything about it.

It's a machine. It's a godlike machine that can do whatever it wants to us. You really think anything you do will make a difference?

Whatever happened we'll see the consequences soon enough.

I don't know -- but I know that if you don't do anything, you can't make a difference for sure.

Besides someone told me that people went missing before and showed up in other worlds. If that's happened, I can look for them in my world!

Ah. [If that was the case... Even so that did provide a few answers right then.]

Okay. The one is a girl my age named Hilde. She's got short black hair and a strong stubborn attitude. You'll know her if you saw her. You know, loud and proud.

The other guy is named Lloyd, but I don't know what he looks like. He's an older guy though. Middle aged?

[He sighs, reaching over for a bottle and popping the cap to take a sip.]

Hilde and Lloyd ... got it! I'll let you know if I hear anything.

Sure.

[Conan's pretty sure that a busted lip is not conducive to conversation -- and Duo probably needs to unwind. He slides from his barstool.]

You need anything?

[And the alcohol just made it sting.]

No. No, I'm fine. This is kind of a bad time.

I got that. Take care, Duo. I'll be around if there's anything!

[And Conan's leaving him to Crowley's ministrations!]

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