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[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[in front of a certain oversized metallic carriage stands a Haku, peering up at it cautiously. She looks a little older than your regular Haku, and she's wearing a heavy dress, made from a thick fabric; but despite all of that, the heat doesn't seem to get to her. Not knowing what a bus is, she's more interested in what's in front of her, in the signs of life that she sees through the so-called carriage's windows, and wonders if it would be awfully rude to knock upon the door]

[placing her basket of apples against the ground, Haku wipes her brow with the back of her wrist, and manages to take an entire step forwards, before hearing someone approach her from behind]

Ah. Do excuse me. [she speaks without looking around, but moves to the side, bowing down low. Haku assumes that whoever it is wants to get back into the carriage. Perhaps its driver, then, but Haku can't begin to fathom how many horses would be required to pull such a vehicle]

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[hesitant-toeto.livejournal.com]

Oh. I-It's okay. E-to, I was j-just visitin' [Toeto hurriedly steps back, the better not to be in Haku's way] I didn't m-mean to bother you.

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[finally does turn around, at the sound of a child's voice, and then promptly tilts her head to the side] —you're certainly familiar, aren't you?

[hesitant-toeto.livejournal.com]

M-Me?

Well, e-to, I'm Toeto. 'Cause I say "e-to" a-all the time. [She scuffs her shoe absently against the ground] I mean, e-to, you l-look familiar, too, but that's 'cause you're a Haku-san.

But there's th-three of me around, so you might have met one of them.

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

Oh. [is possibly more confused than before, but kneels down regardless, because hey, it's a cute kid] You know my name, do you? [she smiles; this must be one of her children's friends she's yet to meet] It's nice to meet you, Toeto.

[hesitant-toeto.livejournal.com]

It's v-very nice to meet you, too, Haku-san.

I mean, e-to, I j-just assumed that your name was Haku-san. 'Cause you l-look like Haku-san. I know that's n-not polite, e-to, but...

Are you waiting for someone, Haku-san? I could g-go in and get them, if you want. Unless it's private. I mean, e-to, I'd understand i-if it was private.

[lacquerblack.livejournal.com]

Not a problem at all. [ though after walking a bit past haku, miku turns her head over her shoulder, looks behind her, and turns around and carefully walking towards haku. ]

Pardon me if I'm bothering you, but are you alright?

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[... what a strange day this is turning out to be]

Miku, love. Why are you being so formal?

[lacquerblack.livejournal.com]

Oh... [ looking a bit worried ]

My apologies, but I'm afraid I'm not the Miku you're familiar with.

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

... oh. Is that so. [staring down at the ground now] Then this is what that child was speaking of, I suppose.

[lacquerblack.livejournal.com]

Someone has told you about this place, I assume, then. [ smiling softly ] I'm sorry I'm not the one you were expecting to see.

[vocaloidiot]

Coming through, coming through!

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[turns to look at him and—wait, what. Royalty, all the way out here?]

I... I... [screw it. She'll bow even lower, even if her loyalties are torn]

[vocaloidiot]

Ah?

-- oh. It's a Haku.

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[peers up] ... you've recovered well, sire.

[vocaloidiot]

Better than you think, I'll bet! Anyway, stand up; even if you're a Haku, that's no need to worry about something like that.

[inescapablepull.livejournal.com]

Ah... this Haku-san is so formal-!

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[turns around at the sound of the voice, and then just staaares]

[inescapablepull.livejournal.com]

... Um. Hello!

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

H-hello, lo—Miku. It is Miku, isn't it?

[beingtsumanne.livejournal.com]

Ah, nah, my fault . . . oh, hi! *Haku smiles; it's always a little flattering to see another her around |D*

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[spins around, a little startled, but not in a particularly bad way] Ah... another me—you? Hello, regardless!

[protectus.livejournal.com]

[oh hey, someone who looks more from around his time period! or well, a lot closer to it than most of the other DR residents... he bows right back.]

Ah, no, my apologies. I was merely passing by.

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

Len... ? [doesn't care that he's most likely not the Len she knows, and pulls him into a hug]

[protectus.livejournal.com]

[... well, that's new—he turns the faintest shade of red]

E-er, excuse me, Miss Haku...?

[deepintheforest.livejournal.com]

[Miss Haku? Definitely not her Len, in that case. She lets go, looking somewhat embarrassed]

I supposed I've mistaken you for somebody else, haven't I?