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[Have a swirl of Darkness, you lot, before an unpleasantly-familiar-to-most gentleman steps out of a portal and into a miscellaneous room. He stops immediately, glancing at his surroundings with a raised eyebrow. Is there any noteworthy difference about this Marluxia? Well. Not that one can see, but expect some odd behavior caused by what's been going on in his 'verse.]

Not what I expected.

[ooc: I DON'T KNOW, INFO IN JOURNAL]

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I don't know a Vexen.

(Which is a lie, he does know him, just not by name. He starts moving, though, in an attempt to get out.)

[That's different; probably an attempt to gain individuality by a poor, pathetic Replica. --Oh no, you do not walk away from Marluxia. He sidesteps Riku pretty swiftly, putting a hand in front of him to stop the retreat.]

Is that so?

(His hood easily falls, showing his pointed glare quite quickly as he stares up at Marluxia.)

It is so. Get out of my way.

[Again: precious. He doesn't move.]

Mind your place, boy. Tell me; how is it that you don't know Vexen?

I am minding my place: it's away from you.

(He ignores the question and tries to go around him.)

[Don't make him get the scythe out; he will.]

Don't be so literal. Answer the question.

(And he'll... run. What's a weaponless Riku to do?)

I just haven't met him.

[Hm, well, if this Replica claims to not know Vexen, and dresses oddly besides, there is a decent chance he's got the wrong one, which would mean--]

You're the original, then? Riku?

(Original? He almost asks what he means before remembering what Ri told him--and crap, this guy is in a black coat! He should've paid more attention.)

... yeah?

[Oh, Riku. Have a condescending look.]

Are you as incompetent as your double?

(Whoah, hold the phone.)

I'm not incompetent, asshole.

I don't know; your replica is certainly not doing its job.

That's him, not me. Don't blame me for what he can't do.

Why not? You are the source.

You wanted the cheap knockoff, that's your fault.

Hardly. I didn't ask for a copy of a failure.

Then you should get to know who you're copying.

(He's growing impatient now and just turns on his heel to walk away, the way he came.)

[haha unlikely. this is so entertaining.]

You admit to failure?

Only if you do.

(He points behind Marluxia. He was heading towards the living room to try and find someone who could point him to somewhere he could rest, and knows there's a ton of people just mill and seeding around there.)

You're failing in the observatory department.

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