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[mellowyellow]

[It's late on the seventh when Masaomi wakes up on a church pew. At first, he can't bring himself to do anything other than stare at his hands. Slowly he raises them above his head, takes in the palms, flips them over, hesitantly touches the backs, slides his fingers down his own arms.

He's whole.

Suddenly, he digs his nails in. It hurts, and he pulls back, leaving harsh red marks. Masaomi sits up then, still staring like he can't believe his own senses.

He's not crying. You're crying.]


[It's not until the eighth that he sends out another text. No ominous snapshots this time.]

Didn't cut it as a carny.

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[arsarcanum]

[ Sora has to slap a hand over his mouth before removing his hand and smiling. Why? Perhaps a case of the giggles. We'll never know. ]

Nice. [ And Sora will bump that. ] Name's Sora. Nice to meet you, Masaomi.

[mellowyellow]

Yeah, you too. Y'know, apart from why and where and how and all that.

[He shakes his head before pushing himself back to his feet with the seat of a pew.]

Still, not the worst wake up call I've ever gotten. Thanks, Sora.

[arsarcanum]

Haha, yeah. I've had worse first impressions, though. [ He's going to have to tell him about the time a panicking magical girl punched him into a brick wall. ]

Hey, no problem. Let's get you back to your place. C'mon. [ And Sora will get up himself, brush himself off briskly, then head to the door with him! Will probably at least walk him to the Invincible before heading home himself. Yeah!! Friendship!! ]

[mellowyellow]

Oh, there's a story behind that. Don't tell me there isn't.

[In fact, just tell him the story as they walk to the Invincible. That would be a wonderful distraction right now.

New friend get!]

[arsarcanum]

Aah, I dunno. It's not that interesting. I was sort of a different person back then, too.

[ That goes for the time his gang cell leader entered a blood pact with him and the time a space action figure kept thinking he was very sus. (For what it's worth, the action figure was right.) ]

It's just, you know. I was either too nosy or trying too hard to mind my own business, you know? I don't think anyone's ever made a bad impression on me. [ Kind of a part of his whole problem, actually. ]

[mellowyellow]

[If Masaomi's snort sounds a bit dry and bitter, that's because, well... He's only being escorted to the Invincible now because he'd been nosy enough to die before Sora could reach him. If Sora doesn't consider that to be a bad impression, then he's got some painfully low standards.

For now, at least, Masaomi decides to be quietly grateful and accept that charity.]

You must be a contortionist because that is a fantastic stretch, but I'll take it.

[Okay, maybe not quietly grateful.]

Let's hope that never changes.

[arsarcanum]

[ Sora grins. Good, more jokes. This friendship is already paying off. ]

It's hard for me to change. Nothing to worry about. [ Someone told him a long, long time ago not to change. Sora intends to try, even if he isn't quite himself anymore. ]

The Invincible, huh... You must've been here a while. [ Just an assumption Sora makes about people who live at the Invincible or in one of the cottages. Granted, not many people live at the Landmark, but he feels like he knows most everyone there because they're all new. People who live in Beacon proper are veterans as far as Sora's concerned. ]

[mellowyellow]

Almost five months.

[He's counting. He doesn't know why, when he has nowhere else to go now anyway, but he's still counting. Call it a vain hope.

His hands slide into his pockets as he tries to banish the thought.]

And I still don't miss school.

[A lie. But it sounds funnier than the truth.]

[arsarcanum]

[ Sora puffs out his cheeks and laughs. Yeah, it is funny. Not the five months here - jeez, it's unbearable to think that he might be here for that long too - but. ]

Man, for like, one second I thought you were like, I don't miss school, like attendance? Don't scare me like that. I graduated years ago, I did my time.

[mellowyellow]

[Masaomi can't help but snort. Oh man, even during the year he was playing good student, he still skipped classes like rocks on the water. Perfect attendance has never been on his radar.]

Excuse me, good sir, you seem to have me confused with someone who learns.

[He chuckles dryly.]

I get the feeling a class in this backwards world wouldn't make much sense anyway though.

[arsarcanum]

[ Sora's attendance hadn't been bad! He just slept the entire time. Hey, warm body in a seat counts for a lot, apparently. ]

Ay, think about it this way. If I go to regular school on Earth and I suck at everything, if I go to school here, there's a chance that I'd suck even worse or kill it. [ He laughs. ] Spirit school, learning how to wear a mask and which weird holiday traditions are important. Maybe I'd even figure out how to sing.

[mellowyellow]

Nobody can teach you how to sing.

[I mean, they can. There's an entire profession based on doing just that. According to Masaomi, however, they're wasting their time.]

You just gotta go for it.

[arsarcanum]

Go for it, huh. [ Sora nods very seriously! That sounds right up his alley. ] What, like now? Right now?

[mellowyellow]

Sure!

[Don't mind him as he scoops a stick off the side of the path and hands it over to Sora. He's gonna need a microphone for this performance.]

Now serenade your loving audience.

[arsarcanum]

[ He takes it, grinning. He knows he sucks, but hot damn if he isn't a performer. ]

Okay, but remember, you asked for it.

[ And he'll dance along as they go, and the dancing is quite good, but this rendition of Journey's Streetlight People (Don't Stop Believing)? Barely on key, and that's about the only saving grace. This boy does NOT have pipes on him. ]

[mellowyellow]

[He sure did ask for this, and even after Sora proves that vocal teachers are indeed a necessity, he doesn't regret it the slightest bit. It's the only reason he can keep smiling all the way back to the Invincible.

Well played, Sora. Well played.]