[IC, wandering from cabin to cabin in the void AS HE MAY HAVE BEEN DOING FOR A WHILE]

[cardoperatedboy]

Where is everything?!

Sora?!

Namine?!



((Back in a few, showering! Back!))

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[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

*poking his head out of the gates of the tennis court*

I don't suppose you would know the way to the hospital, would you?

[cardoperatedboy]

--Huh? Yeah, I think I saw it back that way. [points to what looks like more gray haze] Need to get there?

[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

I'd rather not be stuck here for another day, no. I suppose it's safe then? Well, I'm sure you wouldn't mind playing guide for my great self, would you?

[cardoperatedboy]

You don't look that great, but sure. Long way or shortcut?

[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

Well, I wouldn't expect a lowly peasant like you to understand. And shortcut, of course. Why would someone willingly deal with this mess?

[cardoperatedboy]

No, I think I understand fine.

Heh. Don't cry.

[opens up a whirling gate of darkness.]



(OOC: Okay uh. XD Fair warning before entering -- travelling the dark paths is, uh, eventually deadly to humans in that it corrodes the heart. Now, the replica has a heart. HE JUST DOESN'T CARE. And it won't happen enough to come up in game but it should feel really creepy/wrong, so up to you if you want to follow him into THE DAAAAAAARKNESS. XD))

[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

Oh?

And what is that, exactly?

[cardoperatedboy]

Portal. Dark path. It's a shortcut between two points. Scared?

[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

Of course not. Lead the way.

[cardoperatedboy]

[heads in]

[DID I MENTION DARK IN THERE? Yeah, like 'you can see yourself -- but nothing else, like you're on a solid black background'. Ahead of you, the replica's glowing faintly green as he walks. And it uh feels.

Kinda.

Oppressive.]

Don't fall behind, or I'll leave you.

[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

So eager to get rid of me?

[But he's WTFing at this, because it feels like LOSING only a hundred times worse, and he'd also forgotten maybe a little that there were people with powers here, yes.]

[cardoperatedboy]

Naw. I just don't have patience for weak people.

[heading through the uniform darkness with confidence]

[pwnedbypot.livejournal.com]

Fair enough.

[And following! But uneasy about it.]

[cardoperatedboy]

[annnd then up ahead a slice of light. The replica marches out through it without looking back.]