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[loadsavepoint.livejournal.com]

SUDDENLY, YOU'RE STUCK IN A DARK CLOSET WITH...

Yeah, we went there. Blame Endy. You know the dealio: you're stuck in a closet - literally - with someone. A stranger, a person you hate, love, love but won't ever admit it-/shot

ANYWAY where the closet opens up to or how you even get out of there is all up to you. Maybe it's a ~*magical*~ closet, maybe it's an average ol' room. Just get creative!

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[aridiction.livejournal.com]

...Uh. Earth.

[Somewhere deep, deep deep inside, he must know it. Bet they'll find figurines of him sitting around-

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[Maybe it's just one of those things that you learn when you're older...? Hope refrains from asking any more, in fear of looking like a complete idiot, and just nods like he understands. All right. Earth. Sure.]

Maybe the others are all in here, too.

[He cups a hand over his mouth and call their 'random' names again - Lightning, Vanille, Fang, Sahz, Snow - in that order.]

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

[While Hope calls their names, it does catch the attending of a few passerbys - who end up trotting off muttering about cosplay. Jayden just disregards it, since he doesn't understand the language anyway.]

So what do your friends look like, Hope?

[It's probably the first time Jayden has actually used his name.]

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

...Uh.

[He trails off a bit. Forget cosplay - they really are an odd-looking bunch of traveling companions, even by Cocoon standards.]

Lightning is about this tall, she has a cape, she's kind of pretty, but she always looks really serious - and Vanille's the opposite, she's always smiling. Snow has this hat, and this huge coat, he has blond hair, and he-

[He only gestures with his hand to show relative height (but for Snow and Sahz, he has to jump), but he's otherwise subdued. He describes them more by personality than by appearance, unfortunately, probably because that's what he notices. After a while, he glances back up at Jayden.]

How about yours? What does your partner look like? Maybe we can split up and look.

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

[It's a lot of description to take in, but to an extent, Jayden is trained to pay attention to detail, and appreciate any bit he can get. Of course, sometimes the ARI helps keep things organized. Somewhere in Hope's summary of his friends, the agent pulled out the glasses, repeating the details (quietly) to himself.]

...If you see a guy beating someone up, that's probably him.

[Well, since he has the ARI on already... Might as well check the geo-location of the area.]

Should be wearin' a suit and tie. Blue shirt, black jacket, if I remember right.

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[Here Jayden, have a curious boy staring at your bitchin' shades for a second.]

...

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

[Damn right they're bitchin'. Unfortunately, they're having a little trouble connecting with the surroundings. It's probably why it takes Jayden a good thirty seconds before he even notices Hope staring at him.]

...What?

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

It's not really...dark.

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

Ah. They're an FBI tool.

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[Well, you can't just end it there, Jayden.]

Oh! What do they do?

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

[This is where Jayden gets a little sheepish - or maybe just unsure if he should share the details.]

They help me record, analyze, and review evidence. A lot faster than your forensics labs nowadays.

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[Sounds fancy. Forensics in Hope's age were a conglomerate of a whole lot of technological processes that he, as a regular fourteen-year-old would have no idea of, so he just nods.]

So...which way do you want to go?

[It's a tough choice, Jayden. The Women's Accessories aisle, or the Baby Clothes section.]

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

[Giving up on the ARI telling him anything knew, he slides them off, tucking them back into his coat.]

I'll head left.

[AKA Baby Clothes section.]

...You sure you'll be alright on your own, kid?

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[Oh, yeah, leave the fourteen-year-old to go peruse the women's section, Jayden. Hope smiles, already a few steps in the other direction, and waves a little at Jayden.]

Yeah, I'll be okay. I can take care of myself now. Good luck!

[aridiction.livejournal.com]

[Hey, Jayden's sensible enough to know that if he went through the women's section, he'd look awfully suspiciously. On the other hand, Hope would probably get some stares of admiration, and a few, "Oh, he's so cute!"s. It's obvious which one wins.

The agent just nods his head back at Hope.]

If you say so. Good luck to you, too.