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[2_toinspireus]

Mun! It's been a long time, hasn't it? I'm honored... but don't you have things you're supposed to be doing at the moment?

[Giving his mun one of those knowing looks. Yeeeaaaah, she knows exactly what she's supposed to be doing.]

... Yes, that's what I thought. Go on, now, get to it! Scat! I'll be just fine right here.

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and then this mun decided to tag Rudy on /everything/

[gotthechalk]

What kind of things? ...Homework maybe? Cause I may not have been in her headspace for too long, but my mun has definitely shirked her responsibilities to mess around with my voice before.

[2_toinspireus]

Costume making, actually! She's going to some sort of gathering soon, but she hasn't even started working on her outfit.

[He gestures with his cane a bit, obviously a little exasperated.] Best to get an early start, I told her, but she's quite the procrastinator.

[gotthechalk]

Oohh, a costume huh? Well that sounds like fun. Best not to rush things though, right? If she takes her time when she works on it, it'll end up looking really cool in the end!

[2_toinspireus]

Very true! But it'll be much easier to take her time if she doesn't wait until the last minute, don't you think?

[gotthechalk]

Yeah, I suppose you're right! That way it'll look nice and it'll get done in a reasonable amount of time.

/screaming

[4_toteachus]

[Wait is that...

Two?

Why yes it is! Four's face lights up with delight as he throws himself at the elder stitchpunk, wrapping his arms around him and hugging him tightly. He's been so long without his family that he'd be gibbering if he could talk.]

/holds

[2_toinspireus]

[Two stumbles back a step or two under Four's weight, but he manages to keep his feet and return the embrace.]

Four! It's wonderful to see you, my boy!

[4_toteachus]

[It's wonderful to see you too! Four's eyes flicker wildly as he lets go of Two and starts examining him from head to toe, as if making absolutely sure that Two is exactly the same as he remembers.

Sure it's invasive, but since when has personal space ever been an issue with him?]

[2_toinspireus]

[Two 'eep's a little, pulling his laces out of the way with one hand. Invasive, sure, but the twins have always had a way about them. He'll let Four investigate for a bit, but after several long moments Two stops him, setting a hand on each of his shoulders and laughing lightly.]

I'm fine, I'm fine! Now, let me have a look at you.

[4_toteachus]

[It's been a while since he's been around someone who can actually touch and hold him without crushing him. Living with robots will do that to you. He manages to stop himself from continuing his investigation, though it's harder to stand still.

Looking might be difficult because he still hasn't stopped moving. Four's eyes continue to click as he carefully catalogues this moment. Boy, he sure has a lot he could tell you!]

[popeswag]

More fine than I thought.

[Shouldn't you be in exile? Yeah this is freaking him out inside, but he's a leader. He has to keep it under control.]

[2_toinspireus]

[Aha... you. His smile falters a but, but Two keeps his cool. He leans on his cane with both hands, fixing One with a knowing sort of look. A look that might be edging on disappointment.]

Amazing things happen in this place, you know.

[popeswag]

So it would seem.

[Is that a look of what? Anger? Regret? A mixture of both.]

Like your proclivity for defying even the harshest conditions.

[2_toinspireus]

[Two chuckles lightly, but there isn't much humor in it.]

I'm still quite spry for my age, but I'm sure I don't need to tell you that.

[9thcreation]

Two?

[Is this really happening? Really?]

[2_toinspireus]

[The elder smiles and lifts one hand in salute, metal fingers clinking on the edge of his very fine hat.]

Nine, my boy!

[9thcreation]

I...

Never thought I'd see you again!

Two I'm...

[Sorry. For everything that has happened. It's all his fault and there is no getting around that. He can't even begin to ask for forgiveness over this.]

[2_toinspireus]

[Two shakes his head, raising one finger to cut Nine off. He knows where this is going.]

You made a mistake. A mistake that I saw you put right, if memory serves.

[mostloyalto1]

[Eight uneasily touches his knife. Last time he saw your body bad things happened. Namely his death.

He's not sure what One has to say about this, so he'll keep his distance.]

[2_toinspireus]

[But this body isn't attached to the Seamstress! And the eyes aren't glowing!

Oh, and this Two is smiling gently, leaning on his cane with both hands.]

Hello, Eight.

[mostloyalto1]

Uhh...

[Words really aren't Eight's forte. His hands fall away from the knife and he stands there staring at the older stitchpunk curiously. Somewhere, deep down, he's actually quite glad to see him.]

Hi.

[2_toinspireus]

[Two nods, still smiling. Words aren't always necessary. The fact that that knife is staying sheathed is enough for Two.]

Are you alright? [Because he does worry, even about Eight.]

[popeswag]

Watch him, Eight--that, that miscreant!

[mostloyalto1]

Okay.

[Eight relaxes slightly, glad to have a direction he can go in. One says that Two is trouble, so Two is trouble. Whether Eight has his own reservations about this has nothing to do with anything.

He doesn't pull out his knife though, even to him that feels a bit much for someone like Two.]

[popeswag]

Very good, Eight. But we don't want to harm him--not yet.