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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]

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[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He shoves the cake aside, the frosting no longer looking so irresistibly appetizing, and looks up at Luke.]

...Replica?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Oh how deliciously ironic. He was going to enjoy this.]

A copy. You're a copy of someone else.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

A copy...?







What's that mean?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[...sudden infinite sympathy for Guy. And Natalia. But mostly Guy.]

When you have a copy, it means you have two things that are the same.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

So there are two of me?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Indeed.

[It's kind of not fair, really. This isn't nearly as traumatic as it was for him.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

...Do I have to share the cake with the other me?

[Trauma requires enough basic knowledge to understand the concept of trauma. ALL I HAVE IS AN UNDERSTANDING OF CAKE.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

...

[The next Guy he sees, he is hugging them and apologizing profusely. Even if it's not his Guy.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

If I have to I can...

[It's not exactly like he can finish it on his own anyway...]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

It's fine. I doubt your original would be very interested it the cake.

[Or you, for that matter.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

So it's all mine?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[This is so hitting Luke's WEIRDNESS button. And considering who he normally hangs with, that's saying something.]

1/2

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He grins widely, glad he doesn't have to share if he doesn't want to.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[...but he still can't eat it all.

He takes the plate and holds it up to Luke.]

I'll share with you though. I like you.

1/2

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[...goddammit, Van, stop being cute. You are not meant to be cute.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[AHEM]

Thank you, but would you rather get out of the cage first?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

I'm used to cages so I don't mind.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

...and why is that, exactly?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

I've slept in them before.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

And why would you have needed to do that?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

...'cause.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Because...?