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[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

A fairly normal someone - looks like a college kid - wanders into the cantina, looking around curiously. Hope I got the coordinates right...

He's dressed up, comparatively, at least - as in, he's in slacks and a fairly nice shirt as opposed to a t-shirt and jeans. He waves awkwardly at the bartender. "Uh, hey."

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[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Trust me, the Nexus is practically home compared to where I ended up." He sighs. "Sorry, talking to myself."

[random_xtras]

"I do that too." The man's dark eyes hold concern. "You got away, right?"

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Eventually, anyway." He shrugs. "Not without being changed, but nobody gets out of big events like that the same as when they went in, right?"

[random_xtras]

"Change is part of existing." The clone gives a slightly lop-sided smile.

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Right." He grins back; he can't help thinking that the clone reminds him of the Summer King.