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Re: done

[causeplay]

[ when he comes to, he'll find himself slumped over, chin on his chest, with a vague recollection of events. how long was he out for? who knows; a few seconds of snapped consciousness is enough for the vision to eject him.

everything prior to the connection is free game, but well. thinking about the truth of the multiverse might give him a headache. the human brain isn't built to handle that kind of scope.

Felt sits beside him, sipping her tea ]

[throughbamboo]

[he slowly sits up straight, looking around with a frown. But then a moment later, he's dragging a hand over his head, then down his face, groaning]

What the . . .

Fuckin' hell I need a cigarette.

[causeplay]

I'd lecture you on the dangers of smoking inside, but it is your own room. . .

[throughbamboo]

I ain't gonna smoke in here, I ain't rude like that.

But - the fuck was that?

[causeplay]

[ takes another sip ]

The first of fourteen cycles.

[throughbamboo]

Think I don't wanna see the other thirteen.

[causeplay]

You wouldn't have made it, anyway. It took me a whole day to get past the first.

[throughbamboo]

'M a little insulted ya don't think I could.

[causeplay]

If the aforementioned natural breaks between "chapters" came with save points, then perhaps I'd think differently.

They don't.

[throughbamboo]

That don't mean I couldn't if I had to.

1/2

[causeplay]

[ raises a brow, blatantly evaluating his state ]

[causeplay]

[ and then inclines her head. a concession, possibly ]

But you don't want to.

[throughbamboo]

Nope. That shit's way crazier than the stuff I've been seein'.

[a beat]

Rememberin'.

[causeplay]

Remembering.

...

Say, Ore. Do you like your other self?

[throughbamboo]

[tilts his head]

I do, yeah. We ain't all that different. I don't got enough context for the stuff I don't like.

Do ya like yours?

[causeplay]

I do. She has a... flair to her, that I didn't think myself capable of. Even outside whatever this was.

I want to know more of her story.

[throughbamboo]

That's sayin' somethin', considerin' what you got.

I'd like to know more of mine, too, but I don't think I'm gonna get too much.

[causeplay]

Why not? One can fit so many antics into an elderly man's life.

[throughbamboo]

[considers for a moment]

'Cuz the "other me" spent twenty-five years in prison.

[causeplay]

Without breaking out?

[throughbamboo]

From what I can tell, I broke out at some point. But I spent all that time in there first.

[causeplay]

Goodness. It's a wonder you didn't die of boredom.

[throughbamboo]

Don't think I was too concerned with stayin' entertained.

[causeplay]

Do you know what you were in there for?

[throughbamboo]

Murder. Among other things.