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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]

Quite dead. The global population was 4, and we were immortals. Reality itself may have been decaying.

[futureforbirds]

[Wow. She's got him beat there.]

Reality decaying... I can't even imagine it.

How... how did it get so bad?

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[tankhanded]

...

[tankhanded]

_{[Shuffle. Clank.]}

I do not know. I tried searching for... it was hard to measure time; we lost the sun cycle. All the information I could find was in the remains of libraries.

[futureforbirds]

I see. Sorry to bother you about that.

/2

[tankhanded]

It was not your fault. It took me decades to realise things were actually at fault. I believe it was the same for the rest of us.

[tankhanded]

_{[looong sigh]}

Reading about something and then seeing it is... very different. Even if it was failing, it was still my world. I'm sure you understand.

[futureforbirds]

[he nods]

My home is a bit of a failure too. Everyone's forced to live behind a wall because of the war's destruction. It's my intention to reconnect us with the rest of the world, who are probably just as isolated. That's why, as much as I like it here, I can't just stay. But I believe my father's radio lead me to the dressing room for a reason. I can't leave until I'm finished. I just don't know how much longer it will be.

[tankhanded]

At least your existence here holds purpose. I wish you luck. If you require assistance or heavy lifting at any point, please let me know.

[futureforbirds]

Ah, thanks again.

[it's a little sad though, hearing her talk of not having a purpose.]

Is there anything else I can do for you?

[tankhanded]

At this point: succeed.

[futureforbirds]

[he nods]

I'll do everything I can.

[but he still feels like he doesn't have all of the answers. He'll just have to be patient]

[tankhanded]

_{[Nods. So will she.]}

[futureforbirds]

Ah -

[it occurs to him that this is their first meeting, and she doesn't seem to be a duplicate of anyone else. It's too easy to get used to, knowing everyone's name before you meet them.]

Excuse me, but what's your name? I'm Kaito.

[tankhanded]

I am Strength. Good to meet you.

[futureforbirds]

You too. That's a cool name.

[tankhanded]

I suppose it is unnecessary to explain what it refers to.

[futureforbirds]

Your... arms?

[tankhanded]

_{[Sigh. So much for rhetoricals]}

...yes. My hands.

[abovethewall]

They're cool too! Right?

[Mekaito looks over to his master, who laughs sheepishly but nods. Satisfied, he turns back to Strength]

How did you get them?

[tankhanded]

They were always there. I cannot remember not having them. Sometimes they are necessary, sometimes they are impractical. But they have lasted as long as I have. I will abide.