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[Hei appears, looking rather irritated, and promptly heads off along the Astral Plane, walking with a purpose and looking like he's searching for something.]

By M11, I think...

[Keeps walking, mostly in silence, though he mutters to himself occasionally. After a bit he comes upon his telescope and his expression darkens. The telescope has been knocked over and is lying on its side. Hei crouches down, sighing heavily.]

This on top of the rest of it...

[Disappears for a moment, coming back with a toolkit and a bag of sandwiches. He settles down and starts going to work on his poor, beat-up telescope.]

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[A million miles away, standing a good foot taller than he usually does, sneering down at the immortal he's been tracking for the past three months. Pain closes out the image, leaving Firo wrapped in throbbing darkness, before the Plane slowly drifts back into view. His breathing steadies slowly, and he wipes the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.]

[Under his breath,] Two in one day?

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Two?

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Huh? [Sort of forgot Hei was there.]

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[Fixes him with a pointed look.]

What was that about, Firo?

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[Shrugs and look away.]

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[Does exactly the same, going back to his scope.]

[Noncommittally,] Do you want some painkillers, at least?

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[Leans back on his hands.] Nah. Won't help.

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Hm. [Tra-la-la, telescope~]

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[He sighs.] They're just headaches. Maiza said they'd go away.

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[Glances at him.] I see. That's fortunate, then.

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Yup. [...]

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[Is silent for awhile, working and alternately munching sandwiches.]

So how are you adjusting to this place?

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It's not so bad, I guess. Bit strange.

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It is that. The people are generally good though. And I'm glad for the stars.

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I'll bet. [Silent for a while.] I never really thought about what'd be like to miss 'em.

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[Eyes go rather distant.] Most people don't even really notice. The stars don't affect daily life, anyway. Not really. But they're still constant reminders that something is wrong with out world.

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[Firo's quiet for a bit, watching the stars and wondering what Hei's look like. Finally he sighs.]

Something's wrong with everyone's world, whether the whole world knows it or not.

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[Rather mirthless smile.] That's very true. [Glances at Firo and wants to ask what's wrong with his world, but doesn't.]

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[Something about Li's response intrigues Firo. He gives the man a sideways glances and then settles himself back down.] Yeah, I guess. But that's not the point of things, anyway. There's always something wrong. Gotta focus on the right!

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[Plasters on a grin.] Also very true. There tends to be more things going right than going wrong, doesn't there?

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[Sits up, leaning back on his arms and frowning at Li.] Well that's the fakest smile I've seen outside a clip joint.

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[Stares at Firo for a moment, then bursts out laughing.]

Trying too hard?

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[Raised eyebrow.] Only a lot. What's the low down, pally?

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[It's the slang again!]

Sorry?

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[SIGH.] The story, Li. What's got you smiling tight enough to break your face?