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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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[If his eyes are closed he won't see the strange cast to her smile.]

Of course. [Is the chair still in here? Florian coming to stay has crowded the room a little.]

[Of course it's still there ~~they just share a bed right now or something idk they're pretty moe...~~]

[And though his eyes weren't closed yet, he's a bit too tired to take note of it, and only smiles instead.]

Thank you... Nephry...

[Though it's really only a few seconds after he closes his eyes that he's out like a light.]

[Hm. Sitting and thinking, then. Other people are going to find out no matter how much he doesn't want it. Anise. ...Probably Tear. Almost certainly Saphir, because his curiosity has never met a limit.

And she still has to decide whether to ask someone to - well, no. He did say he stopped at the clinic. Anyway...that isn't really her decision.]

[Ion won't have a few sound sleep, tossing and turning through most of it and possibly waking up once or twice. Though given it'll be a few hours before he's finished napping, she may not be there each time he does so.]

[It's not until much later that he wakes up again, sometime in the evening. Assuming Nephry isn't still in his room, he'll wander out into the living room, a blanket draped around his shoulders.]

[Momma, where you at.]

[She's in the kitchen, having tea. Listening to the weather, when it's relevant. Thinking.

The house is so full. She heard Saphir complaining about it earlier. ...Did they need space? Would it be better to...]

Nephry?

[If she wasn't too lost in her thoughts, his footsteps should have alerted her that he was there. Otherwise, when she looks up, she'll see him with some rather fantastic looking bedhead and a small frown.]

You're awake. Do you feel better?

[A motion to the tea, on the stove - help yourself - and a small smile.]

You don't look like you slept well.

I feel a little better, yes. Though I may still go sleep for awhile longer in an hour or so... [He'll move over to the pot and pour himself a cup before sitting at the table in the chair nearest Nephry.]

[...and though he brought the blanket out for the purpose of staying covered, at the moment, he doesn't seem to care enough at the moment to bother rearranging it so it does its job properly.]

I'm glad. Is there anything I can get for you?

[Shaking his head.] No, I'm all right for now.

[...] Although... there is something I wanted to ask you.

You know you can ask me anything.

[A small pause.]

Have you... by any chance seen someone in the village who looks like me? [...] Aside from Florian, of course.

[The question surprises her enough that some of the tea goes the wrong way and she starts to cough.

Because yes. Yes she has. Let her stop choking first.]

A-Ah, Nephry? [CUE WORRY. That wasn't because of what he asked, right? ...r-right?] Are you all right?

Yes- [One or two final coughs.] I'm fine, I just- ah, I was surprised.

I did speak to someone...like you. He answers to Ion. ...He didn't correct me when I called him Fon Master. So at first, I thought you had returned...as a younger you.

...I see.

Did he seem... all right, to you?

[There is a strange mix of worry and uneasiness on Ion's face right now. Nevermind his fragile health; there was Van to think about as well.]

We didn't speak for very long, once he realized I...knew he wasn't you. I don't know what you mean by "all right."

It's only natural that he would answer to Ion. It's his name. He's... my original. [And as for his question, well...]

Sync and I ran into him on the way to the clinic. The feathers on his wings were falling out. [...] The original Fon Master Ion died of an incurable illness. That's why I was asking.

So he was the Fon Master before you. [None of that "my original and so I am expendable" stuff, now.]

...Do you think that's why he's losing his feathers?

[He's not quite so far gone as to call, or even consider, himself expendable... but the Original talk is likely to stay around. It was just a fact of what they were as replicas, after all.]

[He nods.]

He mentioned something about being 6 months ahead of schedule, but I don't think he died before he came here. The death of the Fon Master was written in the Score... and it wasn't wrong. And that would mean he'd be sick here, too.

[Nephry doesn't believe in the Score anymore.]

All I know of him is what I know about him, from his tenure as Fon Master. Is there something specific you want to do for him?

...if there was something I could do to help him be well again, I'd do it. It's... strange. I don't think I really cared about his death when it happened on Auldrant. To me, it only meant that I would take over the rest of his duties and officially replace him as Fon Master Ion. I know now that I'm more than just his replacement, but...

[There it was, that feeling of uneasiness he couldn't place. What did it mean? He moves a hand up to his chest, looking down at the table.]

...it's just... strange. Seeing him here so suddenly.

With all of the variety here, there may be something someone can do.

...You've grown quite a bit since living through his death, Ion.

...and yet when I see him, all I can think about is how I used to be back then. It's difficult to explain, but...

[He trails off, then shakes his head.] Perhaps I'm just overreacting. I was already rather stressed from helping Sync across the village when we met. Not to mention the... problem the malnosso have left me with.

Is it really so terrible? I've found I don't mind much.

[A very gentle reminder that saying being female is a "problem" in front of other females might give him a bigger problem.]

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