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[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...]

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[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.]

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[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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I didn't mean it like that. What are you doing in Luceti?

[Okay, he's getting tired of being ignored. He's almost to the point where he just wants to kick both Ions to the curb and get away from here.

But then again, he'd been at that point a long time ago with only one Ion around him. He was getting sick of all the people who kept appearing with the same face and the same voice, he just wanted out.

Luceti, like everything else, was against him, wasn't it?]

Who cares if you caused him trouble? It's not like it'd be anything new.

[Ion causes Sync trouble all the time (this situation, which he blames entirely on his replibro, for instance), and he never got this??

Rude.]

None at all. [-- Perhaps not entirely, as there was Miss Osborne to think about, but on the whole? No trouble at all. It was surprisingly pleasant.

As for what he's doing in Luceti -- he skips that question until he's addressed Ion's concerns, both to think about why he was here and if he should even give Sync a little attention. But he's sure they're both wondering regardless.

And although he's answering Sync's question, it's to his replacement he speaks. You'll never win, bro.]

I don't know why I'm here, as much as anyone else does. Maybe it's a second chance, or maybe I've died six months before I should've. [Now that's worth a smile. Let that trash lose their Fon Master before the Score dictated it.] In any case, I don't mind it, especially with my Guardian here and the Commandant.

...I'm glad to hear it.

[And on the whole, he really was. If the real Fon Master was there, then... that meant he wouldn't have to die, right? The Score may have dictated his death, but Luceti was different! Even the possibility that he was still ill now from the disease that had been incurable on Auldrant... who's to say it was incurable here? Certainly of all the worlds represented in this little village, there could be someone somewhere who could do something...!]

[However, it really takes everything Ion has to keep that smile on his face the moment Van's name comes up. That's right... the original had trusted Van, hadn't he? He had to, otherwise creating replicas would have been a problem... which meant clearly he must have no idea what Van's real intentions were!]

[...what should he say? Would it be wise to warn him here, with Sync only inches away? No. Not here. And certainly not now, when his mind was still feeling foggy from the Malnosso's drugs.]

Oh... so you've already met with Arietta? That's... good. I'm glad she was able to find you.

[...you know, this topic really isn't any safer, given the whole "she thinks Ion-who-is-not-Ion is dead" thing. Hopefully that... just hasn't come up yet.]

[...Oh. That mention of the Commandant...so that probably meant he would be hanging around a lot around Van, huh?

His fists clench just slightly, and he looks away. Well, there might not be much of a point in going home, will there? Even if the Original wasn't staying with Van, he would still make himself scarce. Dealing with Ion would be bad enough, but...the one standing in front of them would be so much worse in his mind.

Staring at the person that was the reason of his creation, and ultimately his attempted demise on a regular basis? No. Thank you.]

So you got handlers to take care of you, even here. [He's not surprised.] I shouldn't have expected anything different.

[Yeah he's definitely going to go somewhere else after this.]

[Okay, Sync. Hello.]

I am the Fon Master, replica. [Ooh, such a cold voice.] Of course I would have guardians here, although I suspect you've only heard them as handlers. Useless trash deserve nothing more than that.

[Ah, but, where was he? Ion, dear replica.] She was one of the first to greet me, thankfully. In fact, she escorted me to the clinic to get checked out. She's such a kind girl.

[...wow, okay hold the fon here. ~~That was bad and I should feel bad but I don't.~~ What did he just say? Ion may not be completely lucid right now, but he's fairly certain he heard that right. There was something... surreal, hearing that not only in his own voice, but from someone who looks far more similar to himself than Sync did. And he's just going to butt in before Sync gets the chance, ignoring those latter words directed at himself because what.]

Please don't talk to him like that. He has a name. It's Sync.

[That previous feeling of uneasiness was only increasing, now. Why would he say something like that? It sounded so cruel...]

Handlers. [He's straightening up a little and glaring at the Original, with a look in his eyes like I can take you, runt. Not that he could do anything substantial right now except a punch in the face, but...] They were handlers when you were there too.

[And somehow, Ion sticking up for him only made his temper worse. Even though he had done it in his own way a few moments ago, that didn't mean that he was weak enough to warrant Ion doing the same for him.]

I can defend myself. [He didn't want either one of them to think that even though he's drugged, he can't handle the jerk in front of them.] I don't have to listen to you at all.

My apologies, to the both of you. ["The both of you" as a courtesy, nothing more; he's only apologetic that Ion had to see that sort of thing. He doesn't care much for Sync, who he gives a quick glance over and decides that a change of topic is in order.

And what better topic than their feminine state?]

Did something happen to make you both girls?

[Wow, more like the worst topic. And here Ion though at least he was wearing enough layers to hide it! At the very least, the topic change is enough to leave that previous "trash" comment forgotten for the time being... if only because this was rather embarrassing.]

A-Ah, that's... has anyone explained the Malnosso's kidnappings to you, yet?

[Consider that scowl at the Original saying to him "apology not accepted."

But he changes the topic before Sync could even speak up. So instead of speaking up again (in which he'd probably get ignored), he falls into a broody silence.

He's just going to let Ion explain it. He's not about to answer any of the Original's questions at this point anyway.]

They all thought I was you, so I guess they didn't see the need to.

[He should be irked about being mistaken for his replica, but he's satisfied instead. That means it's perfect, just as planned. Although, he has a feeling it'll get tiring later on.]

I see... [Clearly they should wear sign markers over their heads to keep them from getting confused... though you would think anyone who knows Ion well enough would notice if he suddenly became shorter. ~~#replica problems~~]

Sometimes the Malnosso will kidnap people for individual experiments in addition to the ones that occur throughout the village. Sync and I were both kidnapped and were only now just returned to the village. That's... why we're both like this. The effects should wear off in a week or so.

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[Great, so if they all get markers above their head, would Sync have 'Mister Grumpypants' above it?

Anyway--]

It better...

[He doesn't want to be a girl forever, okay.]

I see. So nothing was wrong with... [Clearing his throat softly. Shh shh.]

Are you two going home? If so, perhaps we could walk together for a little bit. I'm going to take a look into the library before I go to find Arietta.

[There's a part of Ion that would love right away to accept that offer. The chance to speak with and perhaps really get to know the original Ion? Feelings of unease aside, to think he would have the chance to do that here... it would be incredible. There's so many things they could talk about, so many things Ion still doesn't know about his predecessor, so many things they could learn...!]

[But considering the circumstances, this wasn't exactly the best time to go for a walk. They only just arrived at the clinic, after all.]

Ah, actually, we were just coming to the clinic to rest for awhile. The drugs the malnosso used to sedate us were rather strong, and they make moving difficult until the effects wear off.

[Which probably explains why Ion is more or less holding Sync up over here. Naturally the angrier of the two received a higher dose.]

[You know, he would turn down the Ion that was currently holding him up in a heartbeat for something like that.

So anyone could imagine that walking with the Original would be a hell no. He was partially to blame for his creation, after all, so why bother? He didn't want to be around someone like that.

Besides, he wanted to be alone more than anything else at this point.]

I'm leaving when I get out of here. Alone.

[And he's looking at Ion too, out of the corner of his eyes. Yes, that means you need to go away when you can, too.]

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sorry - i got hit pretty hard with a cold soon after i started hiatusing ;;

Awww, don't worry! I hope you're feeling better! <33

i hope you're feeling better too! \o

i'm feeling much better now o/ thank you!

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