"Go then. There are other worlds than these..."

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[Enter Yosuke, seemingly mid-jump when he appears. He stands up, looks around... and frowns.]

Thiiiis isn't the usual spot. What gives? We used the same TV as always, I know we did.

Wait. ... Where did everybody go? [Cue frantic looking about.]

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Oh, I've got scars. Buuut I get the feeling that if you don't already have 'em, you don't have to worry about it.

[He nods.] While I doubt it'd break anything, you're right. If it helps, things worked out fine where I'm from.

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Seriously? That I should have gotten already? [He thinks about it, rolls up his sleeves to look, finds nothing (of course), shakes his head...] ... How'd it happen?

[He smiles, relieved. Hell, if he can do it, then so can... erm... he. ... Wait. ... No, yeah, that works.] Heh. That's good to know.

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

I crashed my bike by the floodplain. [Shrug. If this Yosuke said it didn't happen... then it's even more obvious he never met Izanagi.]

Just... be careful, all right? Try to keep a level head?

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

[He winces.] Thaaat sounds like something I'd do. Good thing you're alright now.

A level head, huh? Yeah, I will.

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

"Now," yeah.

[He gives a long, level look, then shakes his head.] Sure.

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

[He lets that part slide. Maybe the other him was in the hospital or something, right? Right.]

[That part, however...] Hey, what's that supposed to mean?

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

[Now, what have we learned about deceiving oneself, Yosuke...~?]

If even I couldn't keep a level head, somehow I doubt you'll be able to do it either.

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you told me! So I'll at least be looking out for it, right? That's gotta help some.

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

... It won't be that easy.

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

[That... almost helps him realize the gravity of the situation.] ... Geez. Something pre-tty catastrophic must happen.

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[Sounds about time to change the subject.]

So~ The Cultural Festival, huh?

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

[Oh, me, you jerk.]

Yeah, yeah. You did it, too. [He's totally sulking.]

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Or did I?

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

What?! Oh, come on! How is that fair?!

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Who said anything had to fair?

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

I had to wear a skirt! On stage! With makeup done by Chie! I think it's not too much to ask that another me had to go through it, too!

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Dude, calm down. Just think, "Someone else out there must have had it worse than me."

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

That's easy for you to say, you didn't get your name put down to-- [Wait just a second.] Hey... how'd you get out of it, anyway?

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Get out of it?

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

The Cross-dressing pageant. Once your name's put down, you can't back out.

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Oh. That.

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

... You didn't get out of it! [He laughs a bit] I was beginning to wonder why the hell you had more luck than me if we're supposed to be each other.

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

Nah, if anything, you are... definitely the luckier one. [Small chuckle.]

[mybfftrashcan.livejournal.com]

[He senses the mood change and frowns momentarily, but does his best to try for a lighter side to things.] What, did you break all the mirrors in Junes or something?

[myriadtruth.livejournal.com]

I crashed.