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[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

[So, Gakupo's decided that he's dead.

While it is unfortunate that he (suddenly, apparently, imaginatively) is, he's very happy about it, for someone self-diagnosed as deceased. But then! He's always happy, isn't he? Yes, yes, just keep on smiling. Nothing's bad so long as you keep on smiling.

...

Most likely at you. And you, oh--and you, too. He's just standing there. Smiiiiiling at everything and everyone and really nothing at all.

What do you mean this is creepy? Don't be ridiculous.]

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[subjecting]

[Okay, after he's eaten his whole popsicle... what about if he throws the stick at Gakupo? Still smiling?]

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

... [Blinks as it bounces off of him. His attention actually seems to focus on KaITO now.

Smile smile.] You lost something.

[subjecting]

It was on purpose.

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

Ah. You should be careful. You might not get it back.

[subjecting]

That's fine with me, I don't want it anymore.

You can keep it if you want.

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

Oh? Then I will.

[...he doesn't move for the popsicle stick, though. Was that even what he was talking about? Don't ask him, he's already forgotten.]

[subjecting]

[... ...the man's not moving. KaITO approaches to investigate this guy better.]

Aren't you going to get it?

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

...Hm? Get what?

[Ah. How dreadful. He's lost his train of thought again.]

[subjecting]

Did you forget?

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

[Considers...] I don't know. Did I?

[subjecting]

It seems that way. You don't have to concern yourself with it, however. It wasn't important.

[He tilts his head.] Are you a human or robot?

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

Human or robot?

[Oh yes. Humans. Like th--. Vaguely,] Does it matter?

[subjecting]

It does to me. [Knowing the humans from the robots is very important.]

I want to know what you are.

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

[Thinking. Thinking.]

Then I'm-- [broken, humans, bad, robot? no, no] --a matryoshka. [Yes, yes, that's it. That's what he is, isn't he?]

[subjecting]

A matryoshka? A doll within a doll? [DOLLCEPTION]

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

That's it. [He claps his hands together.] Of course, of course.

[subjecting]

[He's not completely satisfied with that answer, but it'll do.]

How interesting. I've never spoken with a matryoshka before.

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

Haven't you, now? [...What was it, again?] Though it's fine. Just greet everyone the same.

[Pause.] Smiling. Smiling's the only way.

[subjecting]

[Smirks at that.] Smiling? Like you are?

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

Of course. It's all you need to do.

[subjecting]

Unfortunately, I can't agree. Some situations require something other than smiling.

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

... [He shakes his head. No, no, that's wrong.]

[subjecting]

[Seriously, KaITO could think of plenty of moments to not smile. Wasted ice-cream cakes, for example. That's just terrible.]

You're satisfied with standing there and smiling?

[acrookedgait.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[Give it a try, KaITO. Solves all one's worries.]

[subjecting]

How long do you plan on standing there?