[Dual Post]

[imajin_all_the]

So, you fifth-rates, this is a rather dumb question, but how do you look up registers if you don't know where to look?

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::You can come across a net cafe. Which seems suspiciously barren. Any customers in there seem scared, and the waitresses seem apprehensive. At the center seems to be a rather small pale girl with a laptop, drinking tea. Perhaps you should bother her::

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[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

*his movements are too sudden to be normal by human means, that's for damn sure. His expression pretty much stays the exact same, and you swear he hasn't even blinked this entire time you've acknowledged his presence.*

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

::Fascinating! I like him already.::

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

*Your morbid interest knows no bounds.

Shortly enough, he turns off the computer, getting up*

I've exhausted all current information. I will have to attempt again tomorrow.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... Okay. ::Clicks her laptop closed, rummaging out some Yen and slapping it down. Gets up herself.::

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

*he walks out. ... not going to stop time and leave, since he's noticed that you're quite apparently going to follow him*

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

::Folows you outside, cradling the computer like a child.::

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

*He's just walking, heading to who knows where. Staring straight forward.*

... What do you wish to question me about.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... I don't know. I just... feel drawn to you.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Drawn? That is an unusual way to put it.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

Something... fascinates me about you.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Is it because of my existence?

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... yes.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

My existence is nothing special. There are many like me, due to the circumstances of contractual obligations. Some who have been in this state for much longer than I have.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... I don't even know what to ask without sounding stupid here.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

It has been more than fifty years. Up until the last year, my soul has been in the service of a fiend in Makai, who is now deceased. It is suspected that my more solidified state on this dimensional plane is only due to the unique properties concerning Japan at this current time. My spirit is more monster than human due to contractual obligations.

Does that answer the basics?

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... I suppose. Again. It feels... strange to ask questions. ... Do you enjoy it to any degree?

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

I can not say if it is enjoyable, since it is something that I have become adapted to, though certain circumstances can make it frustrating, due to my inability to experience sensations.

I can not taste, feel, or smell, and my hearing and sight are below average. However, as a result, I can not truly feel pain as well. Any injury to this... ... "Shell" of a body are immediately dealt with.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... I envy you. I still feel hunger pains and aching joints every moment.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

The idea to envy one such as myself is beyond me. You are most likely inside of a body still, if you are capable of physical reactions such as those.

Were you given one to be in?

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... Original body... and... Duel Spirit... after... ::She seems to quiet down.::

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

... Ah. So you are partially a "Duel Spirit", as well.

I am one myself, but that is due to the terms of the contract that I am under.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... only because i died.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

I see.

You are obviously uncomfortable with it.

[imajin-all-the.livejournal.com]

... it's complicated. extremely.

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Complication or simplicity, death should not be something to dwell upon.

However, you seem interested in those who share your fate.

*he hasn't looked at you once this entire time, still walking*