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[Seishirou was at a Disadavantage. A considerable one, at that: his powers weren't working, his head was pounding with a headache that he refused to let slow him, and he had no idea where he was. He had not come here of his own will, and he hadn't, honestly, the slightest idea of whose will it was.

He was not going to let it deter him, of course; it was a setback. It was manageable, and he would conquer it. Setbacks in general were an acceptable, if irritating, problem.

If he ran into the twins now, it would be a complicated bluff to fend off Kamui-- assuming, of course, that Kamui himself was not under the same limitations that Seishirou was.

Well. Nothing to do but explore the situation, then. He nudged a piece of the sarcophagus he'd awoken in with his foot, noting the others broken nearby.

There were more people, then.]

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[There were more people. One of them was sitting on a ledge feet above Seishirou, having woken up not too long before, giving himself a moment to let the headache pass. If he had woken up in some unscheduled world, Fuuma wasn't in a rush to get anywhere. After all, where would he get to?]

[Waking up here had been unexpected, but even more so was the person emerging out of the sarcophagus below.]

Well, this is a surprise.

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[Ah. That voice-- well, it isn't the first time they've run into each other. It's moderately unexpected, but still well within the realm of possibility. It answers as many questions as it raises, really.]

How welcoming to see a familiar face. [he turns up to face Fuuma, features immediately sliding into his familiar expression. He was nearly-- but not entirely-- certain it was his Fuuma, but whether it was or was not, his reaction would be largely the same.]

/so slow

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[Well, if it wasn't certain before, the greeting pretty much gives it away.] I would say it's been a while, Nii-san, but for me it hasn't been.

[Seishirou's clothing was usually a dead giveaway for being the right Seishirou.]

i would wait forever for you, bb

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I only just saw you, as well. [he won't say where, of course; that's valuable information! just because Fuuma is family doesn't mean Seishirou is going to make things easy for him. it might make Fuuma lazy.]

;3;

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[What's that supposed to mean? Fuuma is never lazy!] I guess since you were so rude and didn't even say goodbye, fate gave Nii-san a second chance.

[Pushing himself up to stand, brushing the dust off his pants.]

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[that is definitely because of Seishirou. he will take all the credit, thank you.]

Of course. [and he flashes a smile that, were Fuuma anyone else, might be a little foreboding-- but this really amounts to little more than brotherly teasing.] I will make certain to say goodbye when we part ways this time.

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[Yeah, you would. Puppy killer. But he also spent four years mocking a vampire who wanted him dead, so that helped too.]

You had better. [Smiles right back at him.] This is certainly an interesting world, though. I woke up in one of those things too.

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[Hush, steals-candy-from-babies.]

They are quite curious. [he nudges one of the pieces near his feet idly, considering all his options. and then, because it's Fuuma, and he does trust his brother-- in as much as Seishirou is capable of it--] I should think there must be others, given the state of this room.

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[And who could he have learned that from?]

It does seem like a fair number of these were forced open from the inside. [Aw, he's flattered that you trust him as much as Seishirou can.] I wonder if they're all from different worlds though.

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[oh, it was all definitely learned from mom.]

It's certainly possible. I suspect we will know as soon as we find where they all have gone. Of course-- [he gestures at the remnants of a skeleton. there's at least a few unfortunate people who never left this room.] this room may have been like this for quite some time.

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[Yeah, and who else might have picked it up, I wonder.]

That's true. I suppose we'll just have to go find out. [He hadn't seen much else in this room, so it seemed like a waste to just sit around.]

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We will. [he sounds so pleasant and agreeable! he considers for a moment-- without his powers, he's more cautious. but not too cautious.]

Perhaps you will find out more than I will. [unlikely (in his opinion), but it's his way of teasing.]

/shakes fist at html

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[Even without his powers, Seishirou wasn't someone to be trifled with. Fuuma wasn't too worried about anything they might find outside. But then when was he ever worried.]

If it involves asking people, of course I will. Nii-san is hopeless at being polite. [Chuckles. He's teasing equally, but it can be pretty true at times.]

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It would depend on what people there are to ask. [Seishirou's capable of diplomacy and smalltalk, but he's considerably more fond of poking to see what happens. you get more information that way than you do from just talking, sometimes.]

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[Subaru let out a soft sound of surprise as hr gave another shove at his sarcophagus, only for the stone abruptly gave away. Both Subaru and the crumbling stone toppled to the ground, leaving Subaru to land in a rather undignified sprawl. He threw one arm over his eyes and curled in on himself slightly, protecting his face and body from the remains of the sarcophagus. It was only once the debris had settled and the room had grown quiet that he moved to rise from his spot on the floor. He stood and shook the dust from his clothes -- as best as he could, at least -- then peered around the massive room uncertainly.
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[Where was he?]

Hello?

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[...ah. He knows that voice. He's found him, and there's a quiet satisfaction the coils deep in Seishirou's stomach as he looks at Subaru. That is definitely his Subaru, too-- and there's no sign of Kamui, as yet.

He takes a step forward, stopping a few feet from Subaru. Enough to stay safe, but make all his intent clear.]

Hello, Subaru-kun.

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[Oh--]

[Subaru tenses as Seishirou steps closer, his body going rigid as his mind debates fight-or-flight or ultimately settles on neither. This can't-- this isn't-- Subaru draws in a slow breath and gives Seishirou the tiniest fraction of nods.]

Seishirou-san. [It takes Subaru a lot of effort to not glance around the room anxiously. Where is Kamui?]

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[He won't close the distance between them. Not yet. Kamui isn't in the area-- Seishirou can tell by the lack of yelling and claws aimed at his chest-- and Seishirou wants to savor this moment. After spending so long chasing the twins, to have found Subaru, and to have found him alone...]

I'm pleased to see you here.

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I'm not. [The statement is blunt, but not exactly unkind. Finally, he allows himself to glance around the room, though his gaze doesn't stray far from Seishirou.] I don't enjoy being imprisoned. [Or having Kamui taken away from him.]

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The company you keep can make all the difference. [which isn't to say that he enjoys this imprisonment, or that there aren't things he would change about it-- but Subaru is here. Subaru is here, and within reach, and Seishirou is satisfied with that, if not with his surroundings.]