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| [What's white and gold with feathers all over? This guy, groggily wandering about Mac Anu like he's just woken up from a very, very long sleep. ...Or maybe not very long, considering this is the kid who'd set a personal record for sleeping three years straight. Not on purpose, of course
Pit stumbles into a group of NPCs as he wobbles along, rousing some complaint and concern-- 'Is he alright?' 'Watch where you're going, clumsy!'
He doesn't seem to mind, or even notice, mumbling to himself as he checks over his Relic.]
Ooogh... I just had the biggest... longest... weirdest dream. Feels like I've been out for ages.
...'Least I'm not... [yaaaawn] A ring... this... mumble grumble ... | |
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| [There's a Pit wandering around Mac Anu, not looking very pleased. In fact, unless Pit decided to change his wardrobe, dye his hair, and get contacts, he looks more like a mirror image of Pit.]
[Though, he's just as confused.]
...did one of you goddesses send me here? If so, this isn't very funny.
[...and talking to himself.]
[Though, admittedly, he's not talking to himself intentionally. He's expecting an answer from people that aren't there, and he's just realizing this, if the expression on his face is any clue.]
Hello?
[Silence.]
[...well this was awkward.] | |
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