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Une

*The phone camera is twitching a bit as it focuses on a tired looking face, as if the person holding it was tapping its side. Though he looks mostly exhausted and annoyed, there's a wild look in the back of his eyes that indicates that he's probably not entirely sane.*

Who dares disturb my slumber? Whatever force saw fit to rip me from Rubedo's subconscious in the midst of my well deserved rest would do well to return me to my rightful place. Quaint though this place I've found myself appears, I find my interest in the recreation of the setting of Lost Jerusalem pales when compared to my desire to return to Rubedo's subconscious.

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Oh no.

He. Thought he heard someone familiar.]?

Albedo?!

*What, isn't he happy to see his twin again?*

Ah, Rubedo. Care to explain what's going on?

*He's relieved to see you, really. He's just not in a mood to admit it.*

[He is! He's just... being a tsun tsun about it. As usual.]

We're in a place called Prospero. [Jr. looks much more relieved. Even if he is a bit uneasy about Albedo being here. ... Simply because of Albedo's... sadistic... habits.] No way of gettin' out, apparently.

*Now Rubedo, Albedo's self restraint has improved remarkably since he died.*

We'll have to see about that. Although, I suppose, while its timing and manners are quite lacking, it isn't quite as bad as it might be.

[Part of him agrees with Albedo. But the other part doesn't because of their struggle and battle with Zarathustra back on Michtam. Regardless of what Jr is thinking though, he nods.]

Yeah, I guess. [He pauses. Still not believing that he's talking with Albedo right now.] Where are ya, anyway?

*Albedo finds it a little odd to be looking at Jr.'s face after what just happened, himself, but he's taking it in stride.*

Right outside the hotel. Going to come see me, Rubedo~?

[Jr. Makes a face at Albedo's tone of voice. Though after awhile ~~three games~~, he eventually stopped complaining and just... made a face of annoyance.]

Yeah. ... So stay there, okay?

What, not up for a game of hide and seek?

*He chuckles, though, obviously joking.*

I'll be waiting, dear brother~

[The feed clicks off, and Jr. is quick to leave the bookstore. Running, instead of walking, he finds himself there quicker than he thought he would. Standing. In front of Albedo. Who he swears he heard and even saw going to sleep after Gaignun had put the two together.]

Albedo...

*And there he is. The brother whose subconscious he should be sleeping in. A gloved hand twitches slightly, and he doesn't even bother trying to restrain his desire to reach out and touch Jr.'s face.*

Yo, Rubedo.

[Must you touch him? Not that he really cares at this point, since he shows no expression change. Just... surprised. Very, very surprised to see Albedo standing before him.]

Hey. [A pause.] How'd ya sleep?

*Yes, he must. He has to make sure you're really there, okay? And no, he's not letting go just yet.*

Quite well, while it lasted. But I must say, it was altogether too brief after such an expenditure and my awakening was rather rude.

Huh? Do you remember anything before you got here? [Maybe Albedo will have an answer to how they got here...]

*He removes his hand from Jr.'s face and stands up, showing one of his rare solemn expressions.*

The last thing I can recall is going to sleep in your subconscious. And what of you?

[This wasn't Allen. He wasn't going to get into one of those... arguments with Albedo. Hopefully.] We just beat up the Red Testament on Planet Michtam.

*Albedo's more used to spacetime weirdness and has a reason for why he might be out of the loop anyway.*

Kevin's ideas didn't pan out, eh? Almost a shame I wasn't there to see the look on his face. I hear you defied Wilhelm's plans, as well.

In the middle of defying is more like it... [Before he could even see Zarathustra, he ended up getting booted here...]

This place has bad timing all around, then. But from Wilhelm's words, it sounds as if you're successful regardless.

I wouldn't get too cocky... [Just in case.]

Not really comfortable with that guy stayin' here, but I guess I'll just have to deal.

You don't have to worry about him, Rubedo. He isn't the sort to carry a grudge over something like that and he seems content at the moment to merely gather information, like the rest of us. That is what you're worried about, isn't it?

Somethin' like that. [Well, okay. Yeah it is what he's worried about.] Just don't want him plotting the destruction of the world again, is all.

Well, if that's what you're worried about, then you certainly have nothing to fear. His intent was never that of true destruction.

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