#yeahgen

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These flashes of memory are annoying, and more confusing than helpful. Homework, bodies, Yagen... It’s strange, how they feel like memories, but nothing seems to quite fit. That’s not his life, and yet...

Well, it gives the mysterious voice on his phone some credibility, at least. He can’t rule out that the memories are false, either, but after having to spray down a ghostly version of himself with a broken toilet, he’s not exactly feeling skeptical about this one.

“...ya gotta be kiddin’ me.”

A fresh glance to his phone, and the dot that’s supposed to mark his double has moved outside the city. The last time he’d looked it was flitting about somewhere in Fibonacci--where he found himself wandering now, if a bit precariously.

That’s probably the problem. Being unfamiliar with the descent, travel is more than a little slow, on top of having no idea which level to even begin looking at. Jeez... but outside the city? Even with the new information on his phone, the idea of venturing too far is not a promising one.

At the very least, he won’t do it alone. Annoyed at this setback, he finds a spot out of the way of foot traffic to start typing a message.

To: Yagen From: Fudou

excuse me no one’s giving Fudou any drinks on my watch

FLOODER FLASHLIGHTS FALLING ON HIM REVEALED RED dripping for the tips of the icicles protruding from his arm. Proof of a brutal, yet short encounter not too long ago. Hand raised, he saw multiple human shapes forming a wall before him. The back wasn’t cut off yet, but he did not consider fleeing yet. One figure stood out from the rest, and also stepped forward. What a young human. Why was he with those others here?

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Getting the two of them home was not an easy task, with Aysha unable to walk properly and Sand being very dead weight, it came up to Yagen and a very confused taxi driver to shove them both in the backseat of the cab. Getting them out again and into the house... That was a whole other story. 

But what matters now is that they’re all inside, Sand sprawled out on the sofa while Aysha sits on the floor, recounting the events of the night. 

am i supposed to ignore the fact that you’re still single :-0