[ One | Phone | Action ]

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| A | Morning | 342 Brady Lane |

[Death the Kid wakes up this morning and glances around the room, becoming immediately certain of a few things. One, this is not his house--or his bed, or his pajamas, or anything even remotely resembling his--and two, this room is horrifically asymmetrical

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[likescats]

[Oh look it's a 7ft tall skeleton in a black cloak, carrying a scythe. You should totally ask him something.]

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[Whether or not it's good that Kid's been caught at one of his moments of attempting to refocus isn't certain just yet, but one doesn't typically miss a skeleton in a cloak just wandering about, particularly not one with a scythe. Especially not Kid, even if he was distracted by all of the symmetry.]

[Except, even though that form looks familiar enough, Kid doesn't approach. He does, however, stop dead in his tracks and stare. He couldn't speak for this town, but there weren't typically many Reapers wandering around town in Kid's experience, but unless he'd hit his head and he had but let's not focus on that, his father looked almost nothing like this. When he speaks, he is very wary. Skeptical, even.]

Good afternoon.

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[And a voice will appear in his head as Death turns to look at him.]

GOOD AFTERNOON.

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[Though he's not phased by the voice in his head, he still can't shake the feeling that maybe he ought to know this guy, except for the fact that he couldn't reconcile the two images of Death in his head. He simply nods politely, though that's mostly to stall for time.]

Are you familiar with this area?

[Translation: where the hell am I?]

C!

[notalwystrthful]

[ Well, there is Diana who probably doesn't look all that symmetrical. Sorry, Kid. But, she does look like someone who would know a lot about Mayfield. Maybe you should ask her while she's looking around? ]

C! | Yay! :3

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[No, she was definitely not symmetrical--but he could stomach it. Sort of. The rest of the made up for it. One last shake of his head to focus, and he approaches her.]

Good afternoon.

[How does one ask where the hell am I? without sounding completely idiotic?]

You seem to be familiar with the area.

[Sorry Kid, that's probably not it. It will have to do.]

C!

[notalwystrthful]

[ Diana turns around and looks at him up and down before giving him a nod. ]

Good afternoon, sir. And, well, yes. Once someone's been here for a month, you tend to be.

I'm Diana Ethelbert. And you would be?

C!

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It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Ethelbert.

I'm Kid.

[Actually, Death the Kid. But humans didn't seem to like that name so much. It tends to sound a little bit too ominous.]

[cacophonicsoul]

[You know what's cool? Sleeping. It's a really awesome thing. There is nothing like being sprawled on the bed with half the sheets kicked off curled up under nice, warm blankets and not having to worry about getting up for anything. He didn't have to go to school everyday and that meant he could sleep in.

And he would still be sleeping if not for the horrendously loud screaming coming from down the hall. He squeezed his eyes shut and groaned. Really, this is not how he wanted to be woken up. Soul could only hear a few select words, "garbage" and "hideous" and "horrible" and "disgusting" were among them. The rest was slurred and incoherent, but he didn't need to hear anything else to know who that voice belonged to.

As he slid out of bed he heard the telltale "THUNK" that could only mean that his new "brother" had freaked himself out so bad that he passed out.

... Idiot.

Still in his pajamas he opened up the door across the hall and there, in a collapsed heap of disgust and horror, was Death the Kid.Yo, Kid. Are you planning on

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[Kid remains face-first on the floor for another few seconds before responding. It takes him a bit longer to place Soul's voice, mostly because try as he might he can't focus on much more than the fact that nothing in this room matches. Horror among horrors.]

[He sits up, hand on his forehead he's not covering his eyes why would you even think that.]

Soul?

[cacophonicsoul]

Who else would it be?

[He shakes his head as he walks towards Kid and sits down in front of him. ]

... Dude, you're not seriously covering your eyes because of this room, right?

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Of course not!

[Maybe.]

Where the hell are we?

Phone

[tapshoetomove]

I haven't heard either of those names before. I'm sorry, sir. Are they friends of yours?

Phone | Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuke :3

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That's quite all right. Thank you for answering.

[Sir? Luke, Kid is all of three years older than you. Not that either of you know this.]

They are friends of mine, yes.

Phone | We'll make this CR happen =3

[tapshoetomove]

Hm, well I can tell you they might still show up. Er...I guess that's not a very comforting thought, is it?

Phone | HECK YES WE WILL

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I'm starting to hear that this town is dangerous, but they are good friends regardless. It would be better if I could know they are safe.

[Kid shrugs, though Luke can't see it.] But seeing as I couldn't confirm their safety at home, it's nice to know I might come across a familiar face.

C

[bestweaponever]

[Tsubaki stops short of crossing the street behind Black☆Star when she sees Kid out of the corner of her eye.]

Black☆Star, did Soul say Kid was here, too?

[tosurpassgod]

[He looks back at her, unsure of why she's stopped]

No, why?

[bestweaponever]

[She's staring at Kid taking in scenery.]

Uhm, unless there is someone else here who looks like him...he's right down the street.

[If they got here after Soul, why not Kid after them?]

[tosurpassgod]

Huh?

[He follows the trail of her vision down the street - and sure enough, that looks like Death the Kid being... well...]

It IS Kid! And he's acting even crazier than normal! Come on, we have to snap him out of it!

[And now Black☆Star is running at break-neck speed towards Kid to tackle him back to sanity]