IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.

[babermetrics]

For those little captcha occasions, or whatever other random IC stuff I want to do in a journal rather than elsewhere.

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[hamham]

[Leon gets plenty of time to think on that, process that information. He's not going to say anything, just wait for a reply. If that reply is against him, so be it. If he just leaves, that's fine too. He wouldn't blame him, but it's nothing to hide from him either.

When he does reply though, Gundam can't help the smirk that worms its way onto his face. He's amused, though not in a "funny ha ha" kind of way. It's entirely in a "where have we heard that one indeed" kind of way. Because that damn bear.]

I could not guess as to why they would wish something like that upon us at this point in time, but it is the only reason I could fathom having this transpire. Breaking trust is one of the greatest ways to gain advantage, as I assume the both of us know well. That may be their aim.

[Here, how about the two of you start trying to find the end of this hall again.]

Then again, it could be that our benefactors are simply that sadistic that they wish to watch the emotional pain something like this can cause. It is hard to tell just yet what their intentions may be. These are all speculations.

[babermetrics]

[He follows along when Tanaka starts walking again, easily enough. This conversation is at least very distracting from what's going on behind them. In fact, the more they discuss it, the less apprehension Leon feels about his doppelganger, until he's starting to wonder why he ever freaked out in the first place. Stupid virtual ghost.

He's cranky, angry down to his bones at CERES for all of this, but he feels normal again. It feels good even as the rest all feels awful.]

This is fucked up. There ain't no question about it . . . we got kidnapped by some freaks who just wanna see us suffer! If it ain't that, they can prove it to me! I don't buy it when they do shit like invite us to their offices and then screw around with us and set monsters on us! Stickin' stuff in our bodies, forcin' us into these things, they ain't even tryin' to be subtle! I thought it was just a mistake when I first got here. Like, maybe it ain't always like this. But it is!