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*at an undisclosed location where white hat is trying to teach icarus a lesson in introspective*

icarus: what's in the cave?

white hat: only what you take with you.

*icarus feels confused as he scratches his head and then reaches for his sword*

white hat: your weapon. . . you will not need it.

*icarus half way rolls his eyes and takes the sword as he walks towards and into the cave*

white hat: did i stutter or something? *sigh* no use now. do what icarus will do, icarus will. . .do?

*seconds later; a slash and clang is heard followed by a scream*

white hat: OH (bleep)!

*he rushes over to the noise and finds icarus standing over a dead scarXKnight duplicate*

white hat: OH NO! NO! YOU KILLED HIM!?

icarus: i-i-i-i i thought it was scarXKnight!?!

white hat: he was just some dude! this is why i said you didn't need a weapon!~~~

icarus: in-in my defense you were phrasing it more as a suggestion.

white hat: think you would straight cut his head off! I DID NOT!!!

icarus: ah he kinda looks like me. *he said while rubbing the back of his head*

white hat: YYEESSS kinda looking like you was the point! jump out and scared you he would; then he'd reveal his face and blow your mind he would have!

icarus: well what was the point?

white hat: to make you think!

icarus: OOOOOOHHHHHHH. . . like i was fighting myself? or something? like what?-

white hat: TO! MAKE! YOU! THINK! *white hat pointed and poked his forehead to emphasize what he was saying*

green rod (swinging legs back and forth): mmmm~ this is so good, i didn't know there was São-subs place that opened up around here. these Beirute sub-sandwichs are great! *she takes another bite of the custom large sub made of Melted cheese, sliced fresh tomatoes with oregano, lettuce leaves, roast beef on pita bread that was shaped like a sub with mayonnaise in it.*

omega: *taking a bite of a Bauru he order for himself made of Melted cheese, roast chicken, tomato, and pickled cucumber.* oh, that's really good.

green rod: okay! how about. . . favorite punk rock band?~

omega: hmmm well i like the Stranglefellows and the P.O.Ds and the Mighty Crabjoys.

*green rod chuckles* green rod: those are pop radio bands; they're not punk rock! you can't chose them~

omega: okay well, a lot of people love them. and their songs are about doing things right instead of wrong and fighting for those good things; so maybe that's the real punk rock.

*green rod laughs* green rod: oh man~ you're killing me here with these answers bro~

*omega stops a second and looks at her* green rod: . . .what?

omega: you just called me bro, nobodies ever called me their brother before.

green rod: what?! no! you're reading to much into the bro thing.

omega: do you see me as a brotherly figure green rod~ *he said with a teasing tone*

green rod: knock it off~ *she lightly elbows him in the side* stop teasing me you not-punk jerk~

*omega chuckles after getting jab by green rod's elbow*

green rod: not that i haven't thought about having a big family but. . . with just me and my mom, i don't think that's not really something that could happen. . .

omega: don't you have a dad?

green dad: he's. . not really around all that much. (face looks slightly dejected)

omega: o-oh i'm-i'm sorry i didn't know, i can't really imagine what that's like.

green rod: it's fine (expression readjusts), i mean we've only just started working together so your not gonna know everything about me, so don't worry about saying something on your mind if you don't know anything about it.

. . . . . (slight silence) green rod: alright! how about. . . . what'd you say you miss the most when you're not being a hero?

omega: uh; my parents. (omega feels a little awkward saying after what green rod said; and there's a little pause between the answer) my dad was a great guy, really helped built a good life with my mom at our home so we could live comfortably, But taught me to never take the good for granted. He'd say, "Be prepared! Just when you think you found your way, life will throw you on a new path".

green rod: What do you do when it does? (listening closely)

omega: hmm; Don't give up. Take it one step at a time and. . . (trying to think of what say but is not sure)

green rod (slightly interrupts but not rudely): Just do the next right thing?

omega: yeah; yeah you got it~ (he lightly shoulder bumps her with a smile) you know i think you're gonna make a great hero with answers like that. don't forget that. (green rod cracks a smile from that and eats her Beirute)

omega: can i ask a question now?

green rod: no! it's still my turn on twenty questions~ (her tone is more cheerful)

omega: i don't think that's how the game works.

(pavlo was floating alone, meditating and contemplating the world when a stranger in a prismatic technicolored outfit and hat; which covered their face so you can’t see it. Approached him.)

rainbow hat: excuse me.

Pavlo: yes my son.

rainbow hat: I’m told. . . You know everything.

Pavlo: ah! Are you seeking the secret of existence?

rainbow hat: that will do, for a start.

Pavlo: *chuckle* the secret of existence is to distain earthly ties, from the illusion of material worth and seek oneness with the infinite.

rainbow hat: oh i've seen the infinite, it's. . . nothing special.

pavlo: don't be daft, you can't see the infinite, it's. . . infinite.

rainbow hat: . . . i have.

pavlo: alright then. . . what did it look like?

rainbow hat: it's blue.

pavlo: it's black.

rainbow hat: it's blue.

pavlo: it's black.

rainbow hat: from the outside it's blue, believe me.

pavlo: look. . . my son, what exactly is it that you want, i haven't got all day.

rainbow hat: why do things have to be the way they are?

pavlo: ah. . . uh. . . wwwweeeellll umm. . . mmm. . .

rainbow hat: you don't know do you.

pavlo: not. . . exactly, the whole thing is meant to be a mystery see.

rainbow hat: oh well then i will ask you a simpler question, how do humans forget?

pavlo: forget what?

rainbow hat: anything. . . i remember everything. . . do you understand?

pavlo: well. . . traditionally the ways, of forgetting include drinking the waters of some magical river or other, joining the Klatchian Foreign Legion or ahh. . . inviting vast amounts of alcohol!

rainbow hat: aaahhhh yes~

pavlo: but alcohol debilities the body and is a poison to the soul!