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[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Well, I don't know about this world's population problem, but I've got my own tasks awaiting me at home, and I cannot be kept from them any longer. I've already been away too long. I need to get back immediately.

Additionally, the bedding they've provided me with is... "sub-par" does not even begin to cover it. Really, what is the thread count on these sheets? They look and feel like they were made in a poorly managed sweatshop.

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[flameregalia]

I see you manage to talk about your bed even in an introduction.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

 

[flameregalia]

Hello Sano.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Whoever you are, this is not an even remotely humorous practical joke.

[flameregalia]

It's me! I can come up with a particularly embarrassing memory of you to prove it, if necessary.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

While your barely-concealed catty holier-than-though expression is really an excellent likeness, I'm going to ask you one and only one more time to stop. Spitfire is dead.

[flameregalia]

Apparently so is Sano.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about? No I'm not.

[flameregalia]

But you were. We both were.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Look, I don't know what you want out of me, but you aren't spitfire. The dead can't come back to life.

[flameregalia]

So then how do you explain your being here, alive and talking with me?

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Is this an attempt to instill me with guilt, or is it a trick question?

[flameregalia]

Guilt? I'm the one who feels guilty.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

What do you have to feel guilty about? You're dead.

[flameregalia]

Don't you want to hit me? I pulled you down with me.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Who asked you to come back with me? You should have run with your heir.

[flameregalia]

It wasn't your fight.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

If I hadn't stepped in you've have exploded without even getting him away safely and you know it.

[flameregalia]

Yes, I suppose you could even say I was in your debt.

[flameregalia]

Though I wouldn't go quite that far..

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Besides, by that point it had well since become my fight.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

No, wait, your kafka-esque attempts at manipulation are not going to work on me!

[flameregalia]

Manipulation? If I didn't already know you were such a difficult man I'd think your coming back to life unbalanced you.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Setting the circumstances behind my coming back aside, I saw Spitfire die. You aren't him, so I'd appreciate if rather than dancing obliquely around whatever it is you want out of me you just ask what you want to know.

[flameregalia]

It's me, Sano.

[ofthebirds.livejournal.com]

That's Spitfire, Sano, I'm sure of it.

[secondflame.livejournal.com]

you don't remember dying?

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're here.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course. Dying. That was terrible.

[flameregalia]

Why are you saying that now?

[secondflame.livejournal.com]

[flameregalia]

I want to see you.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

This is some sort of trap, isn't it.

[flameregalia]

No.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Even if it is, I suppose confronting you is the best way to find out your true intentions. Do you have anywhere specific you'd like to meet?

[flameregalia]

I have a salon here too. You can stop by later today. Simca is with me if you need a second opinion on my identity.

[clockstopping.livejournal.com]

Simca-san is here? She's safe?

[flameregalia]

She's fine. She'll be so happy to see you! I was wondering when you would finally show up.

[flameregalia]

I'm going to be busy for the next few days, but let's see each other again soon, Kazu-kun.

[secondflame.livejournal.com]

yeah, i'll be busy with work and training anyway.

[flameregalia]

I thought you might be. All right, I won't worry then.

[behemothed]

Sano!

[ofthebirds.livejournal.com]

~~~ヾ(*´▽｀) Sano Kun!




(*´○｀) You're late.

[kingofthunder.livejournal.com]

There goes the neighborhood.