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Toki is leaning against one of the Nexus couches not too far from the sign, his arms crossed. He's wearing the heavy black coat and gloves again, as if he's just come in from some cold weather.
"I know that a lot of weird shit happens around here, but most of it seems to wear off after a little while. How often does it have a permanent effect on a person?" He absently tugs at one of his gloves, considering a bit before going on. This isn't exactly something he's eager to share, but he knows he's not going to get any answers if he doesn't ask the right questions.
"I've been... having these strange feelings lately, almost like déjà vu, and I don't know if it's because of something weird that happened to me here, or if I'm just going crazy."
"I know that a lot of weird shit happens around here, but most of it seems to wear off after a little while. How often does it have a permanent effect on a person?" He absently tugs at one of his gloves, considering a bit before going on. This isn't exactly something he's eager to share, but he knows he's not going to get any answers if he doesn't ask the right questions.
"I've been... having these strange feelings lately, almost like déjà vu, and I don't know if it's because of something weird that happened to me here, or if I'm just going crazy."