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[meansprout.livejournal.com]

[Nesreca, you have a new resident. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, he has found himself near some dilapidated buildings somewhere in Russia, and not on a boat in a rainstorm. Unfortunately, nothing of his initial reaction to finding himself suddenly compatriotless, in entirely the wrong location, is recorded. But trust me, it had been fairly loud. After scrambling up and down buildings and yelling at nothing for a bit, he takes a moment to calm a little and survey the situation.  At which point he discovers the PDA.

The following is typed with the slow deliberateness of someone testing out a rather dubious device, picking at the little virtual keys one by one.]

asdfg12345
;mnb,. /'

[--And then he accidentally hits enter. Which doesn't appear to do much... Alright, so it's like a tiny, hand-held, paperless typewriter. Which seems like a stunningly useless waste of technology. How is this any more convenient than writing on a piece of paper? And why the hell was it in his pocket? They must've slipped it in as part of the new uniform...

...And then, it occurs to him that it may serve as some sort of text-only golem. Seems like the sort of thing the Order would invent, anyway.

So, while he makes his way through Nesreca searching for any sign of activity, he types, on the off chance that anyone is reading this:]

answer.

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[meansprout.livejournal.com]

...How's my name on the door?

[bluedemonflames]

That's just how it works. Must be the ghosts. [He shrugs.]

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

[Since when can ghosts do any of these things!!]

None of this makes any sense!

[bluedemonflames]

You'll get used to it.

[He just keeps walking along towards the building. Good thing this city isn't too big.]

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

[IRRITATED GRUMBLE. He shall continue trailing behind, keeping a close eye on Rin and the cat. He just wants to get to the apartments, hopefully find a familiar face and figure out exactly what's going on here.]

[bluedemonflames]

[Eventually the building will come into sight. Rin stops a little ways from the door and motions to it with a hand.]

This is the place.

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

[Just as they reach it, there's a glint of gold high in the sky, and down comes a fat ball of golem. Timcanpy plops himself sadly down on Red's head, and the boy just rolls his eyes and mutters;]

Useless.

[He'd hoped Tim would have been able to find some clues as to what happened. Oh well. Red glances up at the building, and continues towards it.]

Why's this building the only one in decent shape?

[bluedemonflames]

Hey it's that thing! What's it's name? [Rin points at Tim and looks to Kuro who mews.]

Timcanpy? [Which means Red is definitely another universe version of Allen.]

I dunno why this is the only one like this or what happened to trash this place. It was a long time ago. Sometimes a part of town will be like it was before whatever happened for a while and it's always really old looking.

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

...You know about Timcanpy? [Tim flaps his wings in greeting from atop his perch! INDEED, IT IS HE.]

What are you talking about? Parts of town turn old-looking?

[bluedemonflames]

Yeah. I told you I met a guy that looks like you. He must have been you.

[He scratches at his head thoughtfully.]

It happened to the market a while back. It wasn't ruined anymore and looked like people were still using it. No one was there. We got some good stuff out of it, but it's old. Looks like its from a hundred friggin' years ago or something.

[He tugs on his shirt, which while not buttoned up properly, is still in the style of the late 1800s.] Like this.

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

[Snapping;] --Whoever the fuck you're talking about, he wasn't me!

[Goddang. He'll have to ask Lavi about that, too.]

[...And that makes this sound like it could very well be some sort of Innocence phenomenon. Although he just raises an eyebrow at the comment about the shirt.]

That shirt looks normal. You're wearing it wrong.

[bluedemonflames]

He was some version of you!

[And looking back down at shirt again.]

Eh? There's nothin' normal about it! I look like a friggin' cosplayer!

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

I don't care who he was, he wasn't me!

[POINTING AT THE SHIRT]

That's what people wear, idiot! What the fuck is a cosplayer!?

[bluedemonflames]

Then how do you know his friends and have the same gold thing!?

You're the idiot! Cosplayers dress up like anime characters! They wear weird made up stuff! It ain't normal for me even if it is for you!

[He points back at Allen and a trail of that blue fire of his runs up his arm.]

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

How should I know!? I can't be anyone else!

I don't know what a bloody fucking anime is! There's nothing weird about your shirt!!

[RAISING HIS FIST. Don't threaten him with any demon flames, he'll fight you!!]

[bluedemonflames]

I told ya that it happens here! Unplug your damn ears and listen! There's another guy like me here!

[Sadly Rin isn't threatening. He just can't control himself. At all. He tries to reign the fire in, but it's not working and small flames spread over the rest of him. He jabs an accusing finger at Red.]

I'm tellin' ya it's weird!

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

That doesn't mean we're the same person!!

[Red might not be setting himself on fire, but he's no pro at controlling his temper, either. He grabs Timcanpy, seconds away from pitching the golem at Rin's head.]

IT'S A NORMAL SHIRT!

[bluedemonflames]

Different version!

[Rin balls his hands up into fists. He's not about to back down even if he does end up getting pegged in the head by a golem.]

NO IT AIN'T MORON!!! [He bursts into full on flames at this point. They're not that big right now but he's still completely engulfed in them.]

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

I DON'T CARE!

[CHUCKING HIS POOR GOLEM AT YOUR HEAD and then immediately activating his Innocence, the claw erupting from his hand in a flash of green light. He will defend himself and immobilize you if he has to, crazy demon-kid!!]

[bluedemonflames]

[Tim bounces off of Rins head but that isn't really what catches his attention. He stares at those claws Red has while he rubs at the spot where Tim hit his head with one hand. He points with his other hand.]

WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! Are you a demon?!

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

[And then Tim flutters huffily higher in the air, out of grabbing-range.]

What!? No, idiot! [Keeping his eye on you. Are you still on fire, bro?]

[bluedemonflames]

Then what the hell is up with your arm?! It ain't human!

[Still pointing and still on fire. The flames have died down to just a few flickering here and there though.]

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter! Why the fuck are you on fire!?

[He'll keep it active until the flames have died down completely. He's still expecting Rin to attack at some point...]

[bluedemonflames]

You tell me why you're arm is like that and I'll tell you about the fire!

[It's a little hard for him to calm down when he's on edge because of the claws so the fire isn't going anywhere just yet.]

[meansprout.livejournal.com]

Just tell me about the fire!

[The claws are only because he's on edge because of the fire IT'S AN ENDLESS CYCLE]