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[trashed]

[For anyone walking along the village today, they might come across a rather strange sight. Two girls who look like they could be twins walking towards the clinic, with one hanging onto the shoulder of the other... or rather, one being held up by the other. And “she” doesn’t look too happy about it, either. But when is that one ever happy, really?]

--I swear, once these stupid drugs wear off-- [“She” started, blinking as if trying to get the effects to go away. Of course, it wasn’t going to work. It had taken a lot to sedate Sync, surprise surprise.]

It’s only a little bit further until we reach the clinic. [Ion all but ignores the attempted threat, keeping “her” voice soft in the hopes of keeping Sync’s temper at bay. Not that there’s much “she” could do to Ion in this condition.] Are you tired? We can stop and rest for a little while if you’d like...

I’m fine. [“She” snaps.] I don’t need your help at all. [Even ignoring the fact that “she” can’t walk in a straight line at the moment, which was why Sync was even depending on Ion to walk at the moment. It’s not like “she” wanted to, but at the moment it was inevitable.]

[Ion only sighs, once more ignoring Sync’s words and stopping at the nearest bench. Sync may still be far more affected than Ion, but that didn’t mean Ion wasn’t feeling tired as well. AND SYNC WAS A FATTY SO HE WAS HEAVY....

...HEY NOW IT’S MUSCLE OR SOMETHING OK. Sync sits with a sigh as well, not exactly fighting it for once. Even though Sync had said it wasn’t needed, “her” body was saying the exact opposite. As much as “she” wanted to get away from the whole situation, there was no way Sync was going anywhere fast.]

[Anyone out there want to help two “girls” in distress? Or, alternatively, anyone who actually knows them might see fit to realize those “girls” are not normally supposed to be girls...]

--

[Once Ion’s left Sync in the clinic to rest up, he’ll start making his own way back home. Only this time, he’ll be putting a bit more effort into concealing the little change the Malnosso decided to stick him with this time around... not that it’ll be very difficult, of course, given he is Ion. He’ll probably be walking a little unsteadily until he finally makes it back to House One, whereupon he’ll try to quietly make his way back to his room so he can curl up under the covers and sleep for awhile.]

[Of course, someone is free to intercept him, either to help him back home or greet him upon his return. Though he might be a bit more stand-offish than usual... and you would be too if you woke up as the wrong gender today.]

--

[Well finally, the rest of the drugs have worn off, and Sync’s back to his normal self -- personality-wise, that is. Everything else...has gotten him into a bad mood. Now that he’s not so sedate as he was earlier, he’s much more prone to losing his temper on anyone and anything he comes across. Kicking a puppy? Yeah, that’s what he’d like to do right now. He is slightly satisfied about the coat that Ion gave him, but there’s no way he’ll admit that ever. Just less embarrassment for him later, right?]

[He’s also making his way back home, hoping to just sleep off this curse Luceti brought on him. Maybe...maybe it’s just a bad dream.]

[But he’s pessimistic enough to know that that’s not even true, so he’s not going to bother hoping for long. Run into him? Good luck if you choose to...]

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((ooc note: Please note in your subject line whether you’ll be running into Sync and Ion in the beginning, or either of them separately! Keep in mind three-way threads may move slower than others because timezones are a jerk. Or you can run into both separately, because this is funny ok ok.))

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[Before the Post]

[distressedude]

[The last thing Ion remembered, he was being pulled out of the cell back in the Malnosso facility for them to do... something. He couldn't quite remember clearly. Maybe that was for the best. It couldn't have been pleasant, whatever it was.]

[But as he opens his eyes and discovers that he's laying on a patch of grass, he realizes that he's not in that cell anymore. He was back again!]

[But where was Sync? He needed to check... oh. His whole body feels sore. It might take him a moment or two before he can manage to sit himself up, taking a quick glance around the area.]

S-Sync?

[...was that really his voice? Wow, he sounded terrible right now!]

[trashed]

[If Ion's whole body was sore, Sync felt like his body had turned into a metallic brick. And he was sore as well.

He grunts a little when Ion called his name, but that's all he can really say for the moment.

Okay, he might try to flop over on his back, but that took a lot of effort. He wasn't quite ready to open his eyes yet, though...]

[Ion - at home (with the candlestick)]

[silversnowfall]

[The door opening is enough of a surprise on its own.

Ion coming into the living room blows that right out of the proverbial water. Nephry stands, crossing the room to him immediately.]

...Fon Master?

[That'll be made clear shortly.]

/I KNEW IT...

[distressedude]

[If he weren't so tired, he'd correct her right away. But as it stands now, the most he gives in reply to that is a look of confusion.]

[Of course, he's very nearly fainting on his feet right now. His clothes are messy and the way his arms are folded across his chest might give the impression that he's cold, if anything.]

...I'm home.

[Ion - at home (WITH THE MAID IYAAAN~)]

[its_rose_damnit]

[Unfortunately, sneaking into the house is going to be very difficult, what with Dist being right in the living room when Ion walks in. He's looking around the room, holding a large sketchbook in his arm. What is he doing? He's gather specs of the room, and trying to redecorate it in his mind and on paper as well, if and when he ever has to move in the replicated piano.

He growls, tears the paper out, crumples it angrily, and tosses it over his shoulder. It was no use. With so many things and people in this one house (who is Lorelei's name keeps taking them in like stray animals?!), adding in a piano would only worsen the overcrowding issue. Honestly, that bloody princess was old enough to be on her own! Why did they have to take care of a health hazard like her?! A-And the melodist...sh-she was a soldier! She could..t-take care of...herself... Even if she was already well established.

Hrmph.]

It's no use! What is needed is more space! I can't believe how many people live in this one home...

omai

[distressedude]

[Oh. Hi Dist.]

[Don't mind Ion, he's just... going to look over at him for all of a half-second before wearily trying to make it to his room. He can tell clearly enough that Dist is upset about something, even if he's not quite sure what. He shouldn't bother him. He just needed to make it to his room and--]

[Or he could nearly trip right as he walks through the door and have to all but cling to the door frame to keep from falling over. He was already tired before he helped bring Sync to the clinic. That walk here took all he had left.]

BOTH outside

[positivelycharged]

[Florian just happens to have decided to wander around the village today. He hadn't expected to come across Ion here, though--hadn't he come back already? And who's that other familiar-looking face over there? Either way, they both look really tired.]

Ah...are you okay?

alright so tag order can be florian > sync > ion then?

[trashed]

[...What? What really? Really?

Oh, screw his life. He wants out ASAP.]

Who are you?!

[Oh oops his voice might've squeaked a little bit.]

hey you two :>

[personafalsify]

[ Hey, that... kind of looks like Ion over there. Actually, it kind of looks like two Ions. Ion and Florian?

At any rate, Kohan will be headed over because hi, he saw that thing where you were kidnapped and he was worried okay :( ]

... Hey.

[ BEST CONVERSATION OPENING. Well, his other thought was "how bad did they hurt you" which is totally a wonderful line to start with, so this just seemed better, alright. ]

Kohan > Ion > Sync? : D

[distressedude]

[Oh, it's Kohan! ...suddenly Ion is very thankful that at the moment, he is still wearing his coat. No need to make things more awkward between them than they had been following Valentine's Day, right? Right!]

[Not that he's really thinking on that too much. He's kind of dizzy right now. It's a very good thing they are both sitting right now.]

Ah, hello Kohan... [He has a smile on his face, but it's definitely a tired one.]

Both~

[falenandawn]

[Freyjadour was passing by when he caught sight of the 'twins', and can't help but pause in step. He hadn't seen any twin girls in the village before. Were they new....?

And one of those girls sitting on the bench looked pretty out of it. Was she sick.....?

Don't mind a tired looking, if concerned, Freyjadour walking over to check on you two.]

Are you both alright?

so Frey > Sync > Ion?

[trashed]

[Can Sync just flip the bench now, please? He didn't want anyone to see him like this, and yet...

Well, his luck wasn't all that great to begin with, was it?]

I'm fine. [A short answer, said by someone who really doesn't want to deal with Frey right now.]

...Sync

[thinglike]

Oh! Hi, Florian! How are you today?

[Cheagles flying around by flapping their ears is such a normal sight, right? And what a coincidence! He had just been on his way to go see Florian, even though the rain is really bad. He has to practice his Mieu Wings because he has actual wings now, and that feels weirder.

If Sync's jacket has a hood, he just thinks it's his face. If he doesn't, well, he's just assuming Florian cut his hair. That definitely isn't Sync, after all.]

.....you poor soul.

[trashed]

[Florian. There was that name again. The replibros that never stopped coming. Just wait until he finds out Original's here--

A normal sight, maybe, if Sync wasn't trying to ignore it. He wants to get out of the rain, and find somewhere to sulk...

Was that so bad?

Also no, Sync doesn't have a hood on this jacket. Because this way it makes him even more miserable...]

I'm not Florian. Go away.

[This is your warning, Cheagle.]

hello, little replicas B) the both of you'll do nicely

[telefononhold]

[Spring was so nice! It was warm and nice and it didn't mess with his illness too much and there were two people who looked just like him coming around to the clinic --





Great. More replicas. Maybe one of them was actually his successor this time.

Except they both seemed like chicks, so maybe not?

Goodness. Well, there's no way they couldn't miss him (walking out of the clinic after getting yourself checked over again for the ~falling feathers~ thing is awful) so he might as well greet them. Put your best smile forward, Fon Master.]

Hello there.

/SCREAMS in excitement. 8D Post order: Original > Replica > Trash?

[distressedude]

[Hard to miss, indeed. The moment they turn the corner with the clinic only a few feet ahead, Ion freezes. There's a moment, a short moment, where he wonders if this was just Florian again.]

[But no. Florian and Ion were much closer in height, and Florian had longer hair. This was someone else. Someone younger. And though the possibility of more replicas than just Florian having survived has crossed his mind since they met, somewhere in the back of his mind he knows that this isn't the case.]

[This was the real one.]

[And almost just as quickly as that thought crosses him mind, he realizes the implications of thinking such a thing (if there's a real one, there's a fake one, right?) and for a moment, he forgets how to breathe. It's a miracle he doesn't drop Sync there and then, because he's not in any position to word a reply just yet.]

[Ion - House One]

[failguardian]

[Ion is back! As soon as Anise hears the news, of course the first things she does is charge over to his room and knock the Anise way - that is, she knocks and opens the door simultaneously.]

Ion!

[So what wonders does she see?]

[Ion - House One] 1/PREPARE YOURSELF

[distressedude]

[Ion's already napped for a bit and is feeling a little better now that he doesn't have those drugs in his system anymore. But now that he's awake, he needs to figure out what to do about his new problem. Or rather, his two new problems. They were just... there! How did girls deal with these things!? Maybe he could wear a really tight vest under his clothes to try and minimize them a little...]

[Well, he wasn't going to get anywhere without testing it! So, shirt off and one shoulder facing the door, he gets ready to try pulling on another shirt--]

[When the door suddenly flies open.]

[distressedude]

[distressedude]

[We're sorry, the Fon Master you're trying to reach is not available at this moment.]

[Please close the door and try again.]



[Or wait a moment for him to realize what has just happened.]

[distressedude]

[Anise.]

[distressedude]

[Standing right there.]

[distressedude]

[SEEING EVERYTHING.]

both :'3

[antlioncyclone]

[I spy, with my little eye...something green and staggering. And about the right height to be...

Mewtwo approaching. His distance vision isn't good enough to recognize the rest of the green as something he's not quite as fond of yet.]

alright! so tag order can be mewtwo > sync > ion?

[trashed]

[Sync is a little more watchful of what's going on, and makes out...the figure approaching rather easily.

Oh great. What now? Is he here to hurt him again? Not that he could do anything in this condition, but...

Great. Just great. This was probably one of the worst days ever.]

Both - Outside - (With the Rope)

[broji]

[Ginji headed out pretty early for some supplies so he could work on a few things around the apartment as well as get a prototype model together for the upcoming Starfish Festival. He's on his way back to the house when he notices the two children awkwardly making their way through the village. From the way they've been moving slowly and leaning on each other, something's definitely up.]

[Ginji readjusts the roll of cord hanging over his right shoulder and hurries over to them and the bench.]

Hey! Is everything all right? The two of you looked like you could use some help.

Sounds hot-- I mean wait no... Broji > Ion > Synchu? :'D

[distressedude]

[Ion doesn't look up until Ginji speaks, having been more or less staring at the ground blankly as he tried to fight off the urge to just shut his eyes and lean back on the bench for a nap. But he couldn't very well do that when he still needed to help Mister Angrypants here to the clinic!]

Oh, Ginji. [He blinks a few times before giving a tired smile.] Yes, we're all right, if not a bit tired. We were just returned from a kidnapping and were on our way to the clinic when we stopped here to rest.