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7/7/2016 12:34:06 AM
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Xavier: "Uh, no. Two things here: One, I haven't run away. And two, she's not my girlfriend. Anyway, we should get going."
[i]The Anomalies go back and forth in their places.[/i]
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"Might as well then. Let's go find some water." She follows him.
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Xavier: "So... How did you come here?"
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"No earthly idea. As you know, I was in the middle of my shower. I didn't even get time to shampoo! That's ridiculous!"
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Xavier: "Huh. Well, do you know where you were taking a shower at during that time?"
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"Uh... in my house? Where else would I be taking a shower?"
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Xavier: "The location of your house, then."
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She laughs. What a stupid question. "Look, I'm sure your girlfriend and you are nice and all, but I'm not about to tell you where I live. Number one, I don't even know who you are. Number two, as far as I know, we've only just met each other. And number three, it's a bit of a secret. I can't just walk around and tell it to people willy-nilly."
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Xavier: "So here's the thing: I basically need to know about everything. You see, I travel across dimensions, recording every bit of information that I come across. You know, events, locations, important people, stuff like that. I know you cannot tell me your location, but I'll find out eventually. So in short, I ask too many questions."
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"I take it you don't make many friends like that..." She rolls her eyes. "Asking nicely would probably help you get better results."
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Xavier: "It wouldn't be a problem if I had constant personality swings from time to time." [i]Xavier then starts staring blankly into something.[/i] Xavier: "Such... Such as... Uh..."
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"Well, I've wasted enough time standing around talking with a weirdo. I have to find water." She walks off. Visibly he wasn't going to help her.
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Rebecca: "Sorry about that guy. He does tend to do that at times." [i]Rebecca steps out, holding a bucketful of water.[/i]
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Finally. "Thank you." She takes the bucket and walks into a corner where they couldn't see her. She undid her towel, washed her hair using the water, then wrapped herself in the towel again. "Good... now that that's done, all I need are my clothes."
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Rebecca: "Clothes? I don't know if you could find any clothes of your sizing... Unless they are somewhere on this ship."
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"Well... if my towel came with me, maybe my trunk did. At least... I hope. But I can feel my pendant somewhere around... I just know it's here. It has to be."
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Rebecca: "So you're telling me that you have a tracking device of sorts that leads you to your stuff?"
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"No, it's not a tracking device."
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Rebecca: "So how are you able to sense it?"
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"Because I know where it is. I just know. I can sense it in me brain."
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Rebecca: "Alright. Hopefully it isn't swarmed by some Tyranids or something."
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"They better not be... if it's bugs, I am going to cry."
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Rebecca: "You hate bugs?"
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"You don't?!"
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Rebecca: "Of course, I am scared of some bugs. I mean, I do hate the cicadas, aphids, well, I really hate a number of them."
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"Ugh.... bugs are just... [i]soooo[/i] not cool."
