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→ 001; [voice]
What?!
[He's not really aware that he was being recorded - sure, he'd been messing with the journal, which is probably why it's recording right now. But he's more shocked about the fact that he's alive again.]
But why? [Silence again, for a few minutes as footsteps get farther and then nearer to the journal again.] I was supposed to be--
[Dead.]
This is so pointless!
[He pauses one last time, and then decides that kicking his book would do him good. There's the sound of his foot making contact with it, and then the sound cuts.]
[He's not really aware that he was being recorded - sure, he'd been messing with the journal, which is probably why it's recording right now. But he's more shocked about the fact that he's alive again.]
But why? [Silence again, for a few minutes as footsteps get farther and then nearer to the journal again.] I was supposed to be--
[Dead.]
This is so pointless!
[He pauses one last time, and then decides that kicking his book would do him good. There's the sound of his foot making contact with it, and then the sound cuts.]
[Voice; filtered > action!]
I understand. I'll see you there.
[And with that, he's wandering towards the village.]
[action yay!]
He also has a spare coat draped across his lap. Not that this means he is in any way concerned about Sync's comfort. It's just that he doesn't want anyone to see them and think he isn't.]
[action]
Not like he does anyway.He eyes the coat before shaking his head, looking at Van now..]
I'm here.
[Hey, what can I say? He's a great conversationalist.]
[action] sorry about that
He is magnificent specimen of masculinity, hush.Van opens his eyes at the sound of Sync's voice and stands, a bit stiffly, like he's sore. Which naturally means he is in such a good mood. He drops the coat around Sync's shoulders like he might drop it on a coat rack. No, he isn't going to ask first. Take the damn coat.]
No trouble, I take it? [He'd better not already be getting into trouble...]
[action] no worries!
yeah yeah okay...If the coat had been from anyone else, Sync may have thrown it back -- or better yet, may have thrown it on the ground. But there is the fact that he is cold, after all, and he knows Van probably wouldn't take it back.
So he puts it on, and looks up when he answers the question.]
No. [What kind of person does he think Sync is? Surely not a troublemaker!] The only annoying people I've encountered are on this. [He holds up the journal and rolls his eyes, as if to further prove his point.]
I stayed out of sight while I was walking over here, like you told me to do.
[action]
[Now, the normal 'Welcome to Luceti' tour involves getting possessions, maybe a bite to eat, concerns about the new arrival's wellbeing... But no matter how pleased he is to see Sync, this is still the Van-was-recently-experimented-on 'Oh, you're here, replica' tour.
So what Sync gets is a hand on his shoulder,
pullingguiding him in the direction of Van's apartment.]We'll discuss your living arrangements someplace warmer. [Someplace less likely to be overheard, more like.]
[action]
Then again, between appearing here and his fit, he probably very well could've given himself that headache.
He lets Van guide him, thinking it over.]
I don't want to live here.
[But at this point, after fighting with everyone else about it, he's getting tired of it. As much as he throws a tantrum, it isn't going to change the fact that he was alive, was it?]
But I guess I don't have a choice, do I?
[action]
[Of course now that he has a suicidal replica, he certainly could test it... but perhaps Sync will be a bit less eager for death if all it makes him is even more disposable, with no chance of escape. Welcome to Luceti, there's a little bit of hell here for everyone.]
[action]
[If it's only for a week, then why bother? It would be pointless.]
Figures it would be something like that. I am here, after all.
[action]
Van is content to walk in silence, leading Sync towards one of the community housing buildings. Once they get close enough, he holds out a hand to stop Sync.]
Asch and his replica live in this building. [Implied in the tone is 'And so do I.']
[action]
Wait, what? He blinks once or twice, before looking at Van.]
Really? I guess I'll never get away from that stupid replica, then.
[Because being around Luke is way worse than being around Asch.]