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[sixwayheart]

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[Heart, well, she has been trying to do her best for the users since this tragedy started. That would mean anyone who has been paying any attention to her as probably seen that she's not eaten anything since this started. Nor drank anything; best to leave supplies for the people that need it after all. Or at least, programing dictates that she ought to as best she can figure out - really there isn't much she's programmed to do in a situation like this. She's not a disaster response robot or anything.

Thus, she's taken to wandering around the town, looking to see if there's anything she can help with over the last few days. However, today, she's come across something- odd. In glancing over the southernmost bridge in the village into the water she looks at her reflection and sees... Well, she's initially confused as to what it is but then the realization hits her that it's her.

Reflected in the water isn't her as she is now, but a reflection of something that should be impossible: a red haired and green little girl, two years old at best, smiling in the reflection back at her own impassive face. Heart isn't sure if she should be surprised or not so she just keeps staring and even does some experimental movement to see if the young phantom moves with her. When it does she keeps this up to see if it continues... and it does.

Now, anyone care to run across her while this happens? Or perhaps after as she sets into the river, despite the oddness of that, to see if there's any sort of projector in there]

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[amazingasa1ways.livejournal.com]

[What kind of question-]

I-I suppose. Though it's not a priority right now.

[meshninja.livejournal.com]

[Susumu's in the middle of doing his village rounds when he spots the woman, eyes narrowing as he puzzles over her behaviour. He doesn't move or speak at first, slipping closer and peering at her from behind a tree to see what she's up to. Should he be suspicious or continue on his way...?]

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[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[She nods at that.] I hope it wasn't damaged too badly.

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[markofthewise]

It's a complete wreck. It's still standing at least, but all of our machinery is probably broke.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[...is that philosophical?]

Um...yes, of course I do.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[...PROCESSING...

And it passes. Alright, still flatly, but with a hint of eagerness now:] Pick my personality: one, two, three, four, five, or six.

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[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

E-excuse me? [His head tilts. A girl wandering into the water is strange enough. And cause enough to be alarmed.] I'm not sure. I mean--err--it's kind of an odd question, considering...

[He trails off. Staring.]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

[But then he thinks about love. About Fina. His expression softens and he ever so gradually begins to nod.] Yes. I suppose I do.

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[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

If it's that bad won't it be dangerous to go in alone?

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[PROCESSING...

Okay that works. So now still flat but with a very pronounced if slight hint of eagerness:] Pick my personality: one, two, three, four, five, or six.

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[markofthewise]

I'll probably be fine. [From the guy who doesn't believe in umbrellas.]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[...That was within thirty seconds.

Excellent.. Protocol steamrolls on forward and thus, still flatly but now a little eager:] Pick my personality: one, two, three, four, five, or six.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[She motions a little more and then the shadow of a frown comes on to the otherwise blank face. She shakes her head but as she starts to walk a bit more drown the bridge... she then turns and heads down the embankment to go towards the water. This echo is really nagging her somehow]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[And she turns from mid-way in the water... to stare blankly. Processing the age... looks old enough. Okay then, that means-]

Do you want to be loved?

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[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[...This actually prompts her to put her hands on her hips. this looks similar to a motion Katara does a lot, but is probably different by the fact Heart is notably taller than Katara]

Probably isn't very convincing with things as they are, Sokka.

[pinkribbons.livejournal.com]

[uhhh what. is this some sort of philosophical thing?]

Uhh... yeah, I guess. Doesn't everyone?

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

[And just as gradually, his smile seems to sink away. He would very much like for the strange girl to go back to asking him strange questions. Anything other than some kind of...game? Is it a game? It sounds like one. Perhaps like a riddle. How could he know which answer is the right one?]

Your...personality. [He echoes as he sizes her up. Why would it have anything to do with numbers?] Three. [Merlin answers with all the hesitation of someone who isn't sure whether their answer will result in a swift, magical death or not.]

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[markofthewise]

[And... that just gets a startled blink from Sokka, because that's way too familiar. Oddly enough, it's also effective, because he's rather conditioned to give in when that tone and pose is used on him.]

... uh, right. Okay. Should I get someone?

[meshninja.livejournal.com]

[What in the world is she doing? Going for a swim, with all that's been going on lately? Is she mad or something?

Enough is enough.]

If you need assistance, you should go to the barracks.

[amazingasa1ways.livejournal.com]

...I have to choose a personality? [What. Okay, she's seen weirder, but this is a lot of hard work just to talk to a person.] I'll need some descriptions before I make a choice.

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[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

How about one of the other people whom you work with there. They might want to help out, right?

[And thus he tone relaxes into something more calm... and helpful]

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[markofthewise]

... now's not the best time for them. [One just lost a housemate and well, this isn't the kind of thing he wants Winry involved in anyway.]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[Heart just... keeps staring. She can't... describe it because she can't talk right now]

[amazingasa1ways.livejournal.com]

[Mitsuru waits a moment for a reply, though it's evident after a few seconds that she's getting none. She's not good at picking a random number especially since she's been given nothing to work with, so the pause is even more prolonged as Mitsuru debates with herself on which number to choose.

Oh god. What sounds like the most harmless number.....]

Six.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[He's torn between playing along and asking her if she's hit her head on something. She doesn't look mortally wounded, though her hair is so red it's hard to tell. Only other person he's seen with hair like that is Asch (even Luke had two different colors).]

...um...four?