THIS IS NOT THE '90S

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Who: Subaru, Kamui Fuuma, and ~all of Vatheon!~
Where: The Plaza
When: Today, anytime.
Style: Whichever you prefer!
Status: OPEN LIKE SUBARU'S HEART


[ There is a pair of drenched young men in very monochrome clothing standing in plaza. Seriously, they stick out like sore thumbs with all the color around them. The shorter one is dressed entirely in black, while the taller is wearing a black and white coat--well, it's mostly black and white. There's a little blood on it, particularly obvious on the white parts, but hey, who's going to care about that? A little blood never hurt anyone!

Anyway, they're sticking together--albeit somewhat reluctantly, on the part of the shorter one--and are currently looking pretty perplexed. They could probably use a little help. ]

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[ Aaand this is where Subaru steps in. Sorry, Kamui that's quite enough Kamui-ing from you today. He speaks up clearly and firmly, yet still cordially, and bows in apology for Fuuma's behavior. Honestly, it's like the's the anti-christ's babysitter or something. ]

I apologize for any confusion--my name is Subaru Sumeragi, and this is Kamui.

[ He stresses that in particular, as if to subtly say 'this is not who you think it is.' He's fallen victim to that before. But no more. ]

Thank you very much for bringing to light our situation.

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[Ratchet blinked and looked to Subaru. Kamui? Who the hell was Kamui? He looked back to Alister only to notice the Lombax was gone and in his place was another human? Okay...this just went from weird to completely crazy.]

Um...what the...

[He goes silent for a moment. He...he can't deal with this right now.]

Yeah, you're welcome.