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Timeline (where it would fit in my head anyway):
After - Breaking into the lab and going on the expedition with cardio_swindle
Before - Card gets his Innocence back and Solo kills Card
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Has it not been long enough?
Tyki laid in a bed with his arms behind his head and one leg crossed over the other. He wasn't asleep. Wasn't even close. He had just found this spot and decided to take a short break. No harm in it, right?
Except for the mirror in the room. He should have checked that first.
Ever since the little canoe expedition with his best friend, it would flare up from time to time. His reflection with no face would stare at him from beyond the glass. He guessed it was because of the card deck he carried around. The faceless reflection and the Cheshire cat, whom he could only see most of the time, seemed to be the extra additions to the gift. He sighed. It was getting old. The question was always the same as was his reply.
"If it needs to be done in such a short order, find someone else."
And the answer was always the same.
It has to be you.
"My, do you think if you repeat it enough times it will become true?"
A dark chuckle was his only response.
"Honestly, it is starting to work."
Tyki rubbed his eyes and pulled himself up to his elbows. He needed a walk.
*****
There isn't any room for regrets now.
Tyki ran his fingers over the damaged wrist and flexed the muscles in his fingers. It wasn't completely useless, but it was far from reliable. He frowned at the voice in his head. Whomever thought it was a good idea to give him an extra visitor upstairs had a really poor sense of humor. Didn't it have anything better to do with its time than harass him?
His fingers eventually found their way to rub his throat. Thoughts and memories of his recent encounter at home flooded his mind. Cyril and Road. How it had got damaged in the first place. How he had tried to find a way to fix it time and time again. If he wasn't able to find a solution, what did that mean if he was sent back ...
Ha, you're not dead yet. Don't get ahead of yourself.
Tyki scowled and shook his. He needed a drink.
*****
"Chasing insomnia again, I see. Hasn't it gotten dull?"
There was no request or permission granted as the Noah sat down next to the Exorcist and poured himself a drink.
"Forgotten already? How many times do I have to repeat myself?" He gives the other a look for helping himself. "And go right ahead. You are anyway."
And the hours of the night passed on. They talked about nothing yet everything important. There was no love lost between the two men, but the company was welcomed. Well, for the most part. When the morning light came, it was the Exorcist that departed first making a comment he wanted no part in the other's ideas. The Noah replied with a laugh and corked the bottle only drained one-third despite the long hours.
"You'll see this as a good idea one day. Can't live life without a few risks, can we?"
"I want no part in whatever scheme you are planning, but my offer stands to watch it all go up in smoke from the sidelines."
"My, my, how can I say no to that? Next week then?"
"Next week."
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Apparently I like to steal dialogues from threads and logs. That is because the people that wrote them are awesome, no? Italic bits stolen from here and here.