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[double_edged]

[Oh hey, look who's finally awake from his three-week-long nap.

Oh hey, look who isn't happy in the least about falling into a three-week-coma to begin with. In fact, it looks as though the Lombax had just woken up, if the disheveled fur and droopy ears are any indication. That, and...

Well. He's transmitting right from his bed. That's some commitment to being social there, General.

Or he was trying to keep an eye on you. Yes, even you.]

Completely catatonic for no reason. That's lovely. I could have been murdered in my sleep and never known.

Does anyone feel up to informing me as to what in Orvus' name happened.

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[ninthserenade]

Friends accept friends no matter what.

_{[Even if he still has trouble getting through to Axel a lot.]}

[double_edged]

Odd as it was, even if it had been Kaden, I...

Don't think I could have brought myself to kill you.

[ninthserenade]

Haah... Color me surprised, man. I'm kinda--Ah... I'm kinda expectin' someone to come after me for what I did, honestly. I'm just kinda hiding out right now. I can't go home yet--I can't let Lea or Axel see me lookin' like such a mess.

_{[A light frown creeps into his tone.]}

...Why wouldn't you kill me? If it was your Kaden, I mean.

[double_edged]

Personally, I'm asking myself the same question. As long as I live, I would never allow any kind of harm to befall another Lombax again. Not to Kaden, not to Ratchet, and not to any other of our species that may appear here.

So... why?

[ninthserenade]

Maybe cuz we're sorta alike or something, I dunno. Us Nobodies are kinda low in numbers--at least ones that're like me.

[double_edged]

Or maybe because you remind me of him.

[ninthserenade]

How?

[double_edged]

Your mannerisms, your speech. Something about it...

[ninthserenade]

We'll be friends no matter what, then?

[double_edged]

I wasn't aware you'd considered me a friend at all.

[ninthserenade]

Dude. I got messed up with you. I think that pretty much goes beyond normal friendship beginnings. _{Man, I still can't believe my freakin' SFC turned itself on.}

1/2

[double_edged]

Messed up...? What're you talking abou--

[double_edged]

...






Oh. That.

[ninthserenade]

Ehehe, yeah. ...Really, I think after that you're pretty much stuck with me.

[double_edged]

I... honestly can't say I even remember much of that night.

[ninthserenade]

Wanna borrow my SFC for a refresher?

[double_edged]

Just... tell me.

[ninthserenade]

...One, you guys are really soft. Two, your feet are freakin' weird, and uh... You sorta chased after a laser pointer.

[double_edged]

...

I'm never going to your apartment again.

[ninthserenade]

Dude, I didn't know you'd trip out from Braig's catnip mouse. ...Or for those incense sticks I bought to be, well... Weird.

[double_edged]

--did I at least keep my clothes on?

[ninthserenade]

You just took the armor off. ...Kinda glad for that too cuz I got pretty cuddle-crazy.

[double_edged]

And had no-one thought to talk some sense into either of us? Dear Orvus, this is going to be quite the impression.

[ninthserenade]

You had fun though, yeah?

[double_edged]

...did you?