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Rebel 2 [Action/Voice]

[Litchi is starting off her day with total and utter confusion. Instead of waking up in the comfortable, familiar dark of the apartment she shares with Thirteen, the sun is already coming up and illuminating a strange room instead. It's not their home back on Strangereal, so she can rule out the Malnosso sending them back - not to mention she wouldn't remember any Malnosso if that were the case. A slight panic starts to set in, not just at the unfamiliar surroundings, but also at the fact that - dun dun dunnnn - she's late for a shift at the clinic.

Although the unfamiliar room has her attention more, and that's the main reason why she's nudging her husband awake. David's always been the more level-headed between them. Maybe he can figure out where they are and what they're doing here.

Later on in the day, her bearings regained and feeling slightly miffed, Litchi will address the journals.]

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My goodness. Another day completely blanked out. I really do hope the Malnosso stop interrupting our memories like this. Once is too many, but this many times...

[Well, she's getting off-track. She clears her throat, only slightly sheepish.]

Is everyone alright? Any injuries? Slight confusion seems to be a trend today, so I suppose we can ignore that as a symptom.

If anyone needs any help at all, please let me know. Even if you just need a hand re-orienting yourself.

[[ooc: AU info this-a-way! Litchi's been a military doctor for a few years, so please forgive her for being a little more bold and a little harsher than her usual self. ♥]]

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[Thirteen stirs with a mumble as his wife nudges him gently. He can feel part of his body being stiff from sleep, which was common for him since the injury, but it's never too bad. His eyes flutter open after a moment, and then they wince with the sunlight in the room, morning haze blocking his vision of the room.]

Nnn... Litchi? What is it?

[Already feeling better just to hear his voice, she grins wryly before giving him a kiss on the forehead.] Nearly seven in the morning, I'd guess.

[Joking, joking. But she knows he'll recognize that that's far later than she usually sleeps. She's usually awake by 4 AM, 5 at the latest. That alone should be a signal something is awry.

The joking edge drains out of her tone, though, as the worry starts to nudge back in.]

I'm not sure where we are, either.

[He chuckles lightly at the kiss on the forehead before she gives his answer.]

So? It's your day off, isn't...

[That second part causes him to pause, and he quickly rubs his eyes of that morning blur. The room comes into focus... it's familiar. But not... where they should be.]

...Huh? Wait. [Groaning, he pushes himself up. He looks around, familiar belongings in the room, including some of the model planes he had put together. Stuff that was definitely theirs.] ...are we back in the old house?

[Without her glasses, she can't see quite so well. But still, she tries to peer blearily around the room, trying to make sense of the blur anything more than a foot away appears in, but she decides to just take his word for it.]

But... what are we doing back here? We were in the apartment last night, weren't we?

Yeah. We were. If this is another experiment...

[He scratches the top of his head, then looks over at the nightstand. Her glasses, thankfully, are there. Somehow. He opens them up and slides them gently over her face.]

...Well, either way. Even if it is, it seems like we're just fine.

[She smiles as he slips her glasses on.]

Thank you.

[Ah, much better. Now she can see. The room is definitely their old one, but they haven't been here since they were sent back to Luceti. It probably is some kind of experiment, but... well, at least there doesn't seem to be any harm done.

Still, there's a spark of irritation in her eyes as she glances around the room.]

...I suppose I should be grateful that all they did was rearrange where we woke up.

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Upside it that this time it was only a day.

I suppose that's true. After entire weekends and more, this is something of a blessing.

[Yeah, this is a flat tone. She's unamused, Malnosso.]

That's the Mallies for you. Always thinking of us first.

Aren't they just ever so thoughtful? [Why yes, that was sarcasm coming out of Litchi. It may be snowing in Hell.

That sarcastic tone fades into concern.]

You didn't wake up anywhere strange today as well, did you, Uesugi?

[He notices that. Seems a little weird to him.]

Woke up where I always did, doc. Why, you end up somewhere you weren't expecting?

Yes, David and I were in the house again. The one we stayed in before we went home for a while. I suppose it must have been an experiment of some sort.

[Although what the point in that would be, she has no idea. But then again, most of the Malnosso experiments make no sense to her.]

I'm glad you managed to escape it, though. It may have been harmless as far as the Malnosso are concerned, but it was a bit of a surprise to wake up to.

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[Voice] shhh this isn't super late >>

[Voice] shhh this isn't even later :|

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