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[futureforbirds]

Huh...

[Kaito has just seen today's date somewhere on the street - like a newspaper rack. He looks a bit baffled on the realization that,]

We've been here for a year today.

[He means Mekaito, whom he's absently talking to, but it applies to [Bad username or site: leftsearching title=KAITO @ livejournal.com] too.]

A lot has changed in a year, hasn't it? First we met another "me," then that bus showed up... things have gotten stranger and stranger around here since then, and I've also learned a lot from the people who were drawn here.

[he pauses thoughtfully, staring into space]

It's already been a whole year. Should I ... should I be ready to go back?

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[tankhanded]

_{[suddenly: behind you]}

Your question is moot. There is no avenue for escape.

1/3

[futureforbirds]

[oh, because that's not creepy at ALL.]

Wh-

[futureforbirds]

[he turns around, sees the tank hands, and is even more creeped out.]

[futureforbirds]

Yeah right. Since when?

[this dude spends a lot of time indoors, and has missed quite a few memos as a result]

[tankhanded]

_{[completely bland]}

I have been attempting to locate an exit for several weeks. There are none. The landscape simply turns in on itself. Any long period travelling in any direction will inevitably result in simply reaching the start point once again. As such, escape is physically impossible.

[futureforbirds]

What you just described sounds impossible. Have you tried flying?

/2

[tankhanded]

_{[Just. Stares.]}

I am not capable of flight.

[tankhanded]

I considered attempting to dig, but that would only lower altitude, and would also result in problems reaching the surface if the attempt is to be aborted.

In any case, we cannot leave by normal means.

[vocaloidiot]

You can't pin down something like that to 'should's!

[futureforbirds]

...

[heh]

I guess you've got a point. But it seemed like something that needs consideration...

[vocaloidiot]

Well, sure, but you're considering the wrong thing. Rather than 'should I be ready?', just consider 'Do I want to?', then base it all off that.

It's not like we've got anyone to poke us with sticks into doing the opposite.

[futureforbirds]

I don't really want to leave since I've made friends here, but... what if I need to? There's still people back home, behind a wall. I can't stay here solely because I like it.

[vocaloidiot]

Mm... well, I guess that sort of situation's out of my expertise. Even so, something like 'should I be ready yet' just kind of seems... ... something, I guess.

[deteriorated]

Isn't that up to you?

[Suddenly, a hobo. He overheard the last bit while turning the corner.]

[futureforbirds]

[Whoa, didn't see you there]

A-ah, you heard that, huh? [he rubs his head]

Yeah, it is. I was just thinking. I've come so far, how much further do I need before it's time?

[deteriorated]

[a slight smile.]

Again, that's up to you.

[futureforbirds]

[he nods]

Yay, WiE Kaito!

[tankhanded]

_{[observing silently]}

o/

[deteriorated]

[notices and nods in greeting to her.]

WANDERERS OF THE WORLD: UNITE!

[tankhanded]

_{[isn't wholly sure how to phrase this]}

Are... you in need of maintenance?

[maple-birdsong.livejournal.com]

Kaito that's not made of metal! [Glomp!]

You've been here a year?

1/2

[futureforbirds]

[whoa whoa. Because he's indeed not made of metal, he steadies himself so as not to fall. B-but he'll hug back after that!!]

Yeah! A year since today. [he smiles] Doesn't seem that long, does it?

[abovethewall]

I have been here for a year too!

[maple-birdsong.livejournal.com]

Mekaito! [You're getting hugs too.]

A year is a long time to be someplace, isn't it?

[futureforbirds]

[Mekaito blinks and ... decides to try hugging back! If master can do it then so can he!

Kaito is a bit surprised by that, but maybe the little Kaito is learning things too. He smiles]

It sure is.

[long enough for some big changes, apparently]