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[Here, the newest Jade to the Dressing Room steps in... except, this one clearly isn't Jade. He's dressed much like a God-General, mostly black with blue highlights and designs. He also dons a cape and has a noticeable lack of glasses--replaced with a silver wreath about his head. He lacks the teasing smile that his clones doubtlessly would have, and his eyes were hauntingly empty. He seemed older than most, possibly in his early forties.]

[His only response to his new surroundings is to narrow his eyes and appear lost in thought.]

OOC: Here, have an AU!post-game!Jade. Have fun with him~

Also, NSFW.

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[He saw the hesitation in the other man and Jade sighed. He pushed his glasses back up his nose.]

...Yes, you failed at something. [It's written all over the other's face.] Maybe you done a mistake. A very big mistake.

I can say what happened in the past is past.

[He nearly frowned. Speaking to an alternate of himself... certainly was strange. It was like speaking to his conscience--and who was he to ignore that?]

... Peony... He's gone, just as the Score foretold. All of our efforts, they still weren't enough...

You're right. Which is why I must find a way back to my world to finish what I started.

[Peony...gone? Well, crap, fml and damn the Score. The expression on the colonel's face softens.]

Good luck with that. Perhaps you might get lucky and figure a way out. I have been trying to find a way out of this world and I have been unsuccessful for over a year.

[His eyes closed at the realization.] Yes... so I've heard from others.

There was no way to escape it, after all. Perhaps Auldrant was doomed from the beginning.

Your Auldrant perhaps, but not mine. I trust Luke and the others. I believe people will take action for their own lives instead of relying on the Score.

Perhaps the Score differs from one Auldrant than the other.

... Perhaps.

[Bitterly:] What is this emotion...? Jealousy? How petty...

Forgive me. I'm not feeling well.

I actually feel sad and worried that I left my friends behind. There's nothing petty about feeling emotions.

Very well. If you need anything, my little store is near the library.

Hm. [More to himself:] ... I fear I might have forgotten myself in the midst of all of this chaos...

How convenient. I'll be certain to drop by now and then. [It appears he's perking up. Just a little. Maybe this new place will allow him to drop the weight of his sins.]

There's an inn around here somewhere. I look forward to see you again after you feel better. [His tone is almost fatherly at most and he watches his twin leave.]

[He feels rather strange being talked to and consoled by another of himself, and yet he feels as if a weight had been lifted. He can finally breathe again.]

Thank you... [And with that, he's gone off to the inn.]

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