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[ Angel Devil. ]
[  chatcube, or action. ]
[ if you're visiting the rose barn,
look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]

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...no.

[catposting]

... You remember the talk we had after the family game, right?

[ Akrinak had just become a Weed. Angie had led him back to Rose barn. ]

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I do in fact know I put us into a position of serious conflict with Lily, and myself, into a position of needing to offer recompense to Daffodil.

[catposting]

[ slowly, ]

Knowing and believing are different things.

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--what do you want me to TELL you!

That I know my mind's been broken apart, but I can't hold on to the WHY or HOW? I'm trying to see if I can drill this in if it happens to be secondhand.

[catposting]

... After you left back then, Shadow Fiend asked if we thought you wanted to remove the curse while under its influence. I guess the implication was -- as you are now, do you want to accept 'Dove' as part of you, or stay fully 'Angel Devil'?

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_{[ bristles. ]}

What an absurd question...!

Of course I want to be fully master of myself! Have we MET, Akrinak?

It's all I ever--

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_{[ ]}

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<sub>[ splitting goddamn headache


why does he hear waves, and feel sand on his skin--? ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ tenses, half-expecting Angie to fall unconscious or start sparking lightning. doesn't move otherwise. ]

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Why don't you tell me a little bit more about this "other me" you're anticipating, huh?

[catposting]

...

If I told you that 'Dove' let Kefka Palazzo place the curse on him, would you believe me?

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No.

_{[ a beat. ]}

Keep talking.

[catposting]

It's true, according to the other you.

[ pauses, debating just showing him the recording. he clearly has something. he knows that Angie knows.

instead, he recites, with perfect intonation: ]

"That would be what I want more than anything. Pluck him up from those gods' grasp, and retreat to the first safe harbor to be found.

...Zidane still has... a life. Friends. A pretty princess to go home to. He has Gaia. And that kind-hearted fool's made friends in that trap we were pulled into. He'll want them to be saved, too. He'll even want that poor, suffering Goddess of Harmony to be saved.

...

But you know, I AM very wicked. I could break my cute little baby brother's heart for his own good."

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...

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...why should I care about my own replacement... who's spent his life standing in the sun?

[catposting]

[ floats Angie's coin out of the water. tosses it back in. ]

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Stop.

_{[ the picture does, as the angel sheep is mid- pouring his heart out.]}

[catposting]

[ did it get to the part about Zidane? either way, Akrinak simply waits. ]

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_{[ it's early. mid word. something about graves. ]}

There was no one there... but there was someone there... there was no one, but I feel so sure of it that right there, beside me, was...

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Ow, ow, ow ow ow...

[catposting]

[ debates reaching out. but Angie doesn't do comfort like a mammal.

he perches on the fountain's edge, looking up at his friend. ]

The more I tell you, the more it'll hurt. ... And if you end up trying to dispel the curse yourself, you'll forget this conversation ever happened.

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--f, fine! Those are just parameters to operate under! "Can't just break it, or you lose" -- that's a basic trap for protecting sensitive documents. I can work around that.

_{[ breathes in slowly through his nose. ]}

...Kefka Palazzo cursed me! Honestly. No wonder I'm tripping around the pasture like an obvious drunk, that's the equivalent of a minotaur trying to weave an intricate bracelet.

[catposting]

There was someone there.

"He didn't leave me when I was dying."

That's what Dove said.

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<sub>[ looks mad. then, thoughtful.

takes the coin from the fountain, clutches it in a vice-grip, until a bead of water falls from between his fingers.

Back in the water it goes.

...
In a gloomy place, in the depths of the Iifa Tree,

A boy with̸̬͆ ̸͎̈a̵̘͌ ̷̣̋ṃ̶̛ȏ̸͜n̴̙͗k̸̭͆e̷̥̍y̸͇͠'̵͈͐s̸͕̅ ̵̨̅t̸͇̓a̸̘̾i̴͈͋l̸̤͝ A black silhouette that seethes at the edges, sometimes with two sets of wings, sometimes with only one set from the head, sometimes a monkey's tail, sits at Angel Devil's side. You can tell just by looking at Memory-Angie, injured and more bedraggled than he ever lets anyone see him, that he's not going to make it. 

Voice cut through with a strong rasp, Angel Devil grinds out,

"What are you doing here? I thought I told you to go." ]</sub>