[video, voice] what goes around comes around

[maddest]

[The device flicks on. Static.

Then, purple- only purple. White. Break's coat, the beautiful off-the-shoulder, white one that he lost almost a year ago during that episode with all of the blood. It's back in one piece.]

What-

[Then the feed flicks off. On again, very briefly, as he bangs it on the table. Sound.

Then to video- there's Break's elbow, Emily's dress.

On. Rap rap rap. Someone's knocking it against a table to see if it can be broken open.]

-why does it keep chirping, Emily?

[This is almost exactly how he arrived, nearly two years ago to the day. And here we are, come full circle, about to smash the PCD on a table corner in idle, non-technologically oriented curiosity.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Tell me what I need to know.

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[thelightbringer]

The Animus run the place. They'll play games with your mind, your body, the environment....

There are people who want to leave, and people who want to stay. It's best to keep your opinion to yourself.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

And why do you like me?

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[thelightbringer]

Because taking a look at all the residents here, you're the only one who's remotely interesting to watch.

And because you seem to grasp more about my brothers and I than humans really should, and because of that I think someday you will help me reach my goals. In fact, I'm sure of it.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I probably won't. Help you.

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[thelightbringer]

We'll see. [But he's not in any rush, nor does he sound as if that's his primary concern.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Were you taller?

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[thelightbringer]

...What?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Your other body.

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[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer stares at him, disbelieving, suspicious.]

You remember?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No. Yes.

[Biting the inside of his cheek.]

I'm hungry.

[thelightbringer]

...I can't help you there. I don't eat.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head, trying to clear it.]

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer watches him, and reaches out a hand to steady him]

It's the memories--

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I'm hungry.

[thelightbringer]

Mmm. Your old home had some food there.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No, I want-

[thelightbringer]

-what?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Something.

[thelightbringer]

Sounds about right; I think that might be why someone is so spontaneous~

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

What am I remembering?

[thelightbringer]

[He smiles wryly, hoping he doesn't mean specifics; Lucifer can read minds but he's still getting used to Allen, to having to share energy.]

Your life here.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No. No, it's a taste.

[thelightbringer]

Cake? [Sifting through all the things he ever saw Break eat. Which wasn't much--he had usually been too busy talking to notice]

You brewed nettle tea, mostly...

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Something fresh.

Fruit, I think.