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Well I gotta call you something, right? *Mion slowly gets up, stretching out his eagle wings*
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"Call me... 1996."
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Cross: Ah, nice alias. Call me Crossbow. Mion: Mion, nice ta meet ya
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"Hello talking cat. Quite illogical."
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Mion: It's more logical when you know that sciences altered you. I just don't really know how. *He quickly pounces on and kills a small mouse and begins eating it.* Can't complain though, makes me catch birds much easier
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"Looks the same to me."
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Cross: Eh, I've stopped caring long ago
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"Interesting choice."
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Cross: Yeah... Mion: So, what are you doing here?
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"Simply passing through is all."
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Cross: Oh, okay... *After a moment Mortar walks up, still wearing his black suit but without the horse head* Mortar: Hey Cross. Wait, Who are you ma'am?
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"Call me 1996."
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Well nice to meet you. *Mortar holds his hand out to shake*
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[b]She shakes it rather firmly for a woman [/b] "Pleasure."
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*He nods a little after letting go* So, you're just passing by?
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"Something like that... Yes."
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Well that's cool
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"I suppose you could say that. Accurate for the most part."
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Yeah... So, uh, where ya from anyway?
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"Not from this world. Or any."
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Well I know that almost no one here is from this planet
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"Or this universe?"
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I honestly don't know anymore. I feel as if this planet travels throughout the universes.
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"Interesting thought policy."
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Eh, heard weirder