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[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[today there is an unusual addition to the dressing room. Natalia, though in what appears to be a school uniform, still complete with headband to match. she also happens to be semi-translucent and floating along through the air on her back, her hands clasped over her midsection.] ...I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, this isn't the neighborhood at all.

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[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...Huh.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[twists, 'laying' on her stomach and resting her chin in her hands] Hello, Luke.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Lifts a hand as greeting] 'Sup.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

I believe I've gotten myself lost. [looks him over once or twice] ...I've never seen you wear that before, is it new?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Well, the colored clothes and the cargo pants are. The iPod and the bag is not.

...

There's also a high possibility I'm not the Luke you know, so.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[circles around him once] I don't recall the bag, and I could have sworn your music player was red...

[frowns] Now that's just silly, how many of you are there in the world?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

In this world? About a hundred.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[tilts her head] I'd say that's crazy, but in most cases my situation is also crazy so I've learned to stop assuming such things.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Oh good, a willing mind. Makes explaining this easier: Basically, "you've somehow gotten sucked into an alternate univerese which brings people from different worlds and timeframes together to try to learn how to coexist in peace"

No, I totally don't have that memorized from all the times I've said it. Not at all.

[fononfailure]

... *stares.*

I didn't think I got that badly hurt.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[recognizes the voice and turns, and... promptly does a double-take.] ...My, Luke... you've grown your hair out again.

[fononfailure]

Not.. really. So the Luke you know has short hair?

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

Well... knew, I suppose is a better word for it... It's possible that I've lost track of time and he's grown it out ag-- [frowns]

Now that just doesn't make sense, there just can't be more than one of you!

[fononfailure]

Actually, there is. I'm not sure how old your Luke is, but I'm twenty. And the Natalia from my world doesn't dress like that.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[blinks] Twenty? No, Luke would have only been turning eighteen in a few months... [gives herself a once-over] ...Normally, I wouldn't either. I just happened to be in my uniform when it happened.

[fononfailure]

That's why I'm not the Luke from your world. ...I mean nobody I know has wore something like that.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

... But that just doesn't make any sense-- even in... There aren't other worlds, no other versions... [reaches out, and while she can't actually touch ... Luke's hair (his or her, now?), she allows the sensation of her hand going through it to mimic touching it] Although you always were one for silly stories.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[crosses his arms] Natalia.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[oh dear. she turns around slowly, blinking owlishly at him] Y-yes?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

Dare I ask why you're here?

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

I'm not certain myself... [frowns] Dare I ask why you're three feet tall?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

I died at ten. You, however, should be somewhere else.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

The you I know is seventeen and still very much alive. He kissed me a week before I was dismembered.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

There are several different versions of me throughout the worlds. In my world, I happened to be killed at ten, and you didn't pass away until several decades later.

[gallantbarrage.livejournal.com]

[props a hand on a translucent hip] Oh, and you're special enough to have multiple versions but I'm not?