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Luciano went in and got his bullets, and came out as fast as he went in. He got all the bullets that he needed, and quickly headed out the door. Once back in the car, Luciano said, "Let's go."

Luciano loaded his gun, "Without us?. . Hopefully you've learned some manners over the years," Luciano smirked at his pseudo-sister. The sound of a loud 'click' could be heard as the cylinder on Luciano's could be seen popping back into its place with a full clip. "Lead the way- We'll follow."

Sabe led Irwin and Kassa into the room he was in before they got here, and sat down in the chair he was previously in. Kassa dragged Irwin into the room and threw him onto a nearby couch, sitting down next to him afterward.

"So.....awkward" Sabe started, "What brings you two here?"
Kassa smirked. "To talk."
Now it was Sabe who was getting uncomfortable. "About what?" he asked reluctantly. Why are people bugging me all of a sudden? I just woke up!
"You. Specifically, how you're doing. We're a little....concerned. Especially your father. That's all." Kassa replied, creating the appearance of sincerity. She shifted her eyes to Irwin, who was caught off-guard.
"Um...yes...yeah..." he affirmed.

Sabe couldn't answer for a while as he didn't know what to say, but finally managed to put his thoughts into words. "Well...I don't know why you two want to talk to me about what Other Me's been doing. I've hardly been awake for an hour and a half and Waffle and some other girl already were giving me a hard time, telling me what I should remember and what I shouldn't. Speaking of which, why on earth is Waffle saying that she's my wife? Last time I checked, she was only 16, maybe 17 at the most, and I swear on all things holy that I didn't screw her..."

Irwin could only sit and look at Sabe with a dumb look on his face. Kassa stepped in to keep the conversation from getting any more awkward. "Maybe this 'other you' did get married to her and remembers it. We can ask him about this and more. Do you know where he is?"
Sabe broke eye contact with Kassa and stared at the ground. His eyes were watery and the makeup surrounding them started getting mucky. He pointed to a door on the right side of the room. "In pieces." he mumbled. This startled both Kassa and Irwin, although Kassa was the only one to still talk.
"I'm sorry, but what?" she blurted out. In pieces. If that means what I think it means, then things just got serious.
Sabe just about flew off his handle, though. "IN PIECES, DAMMIT!" he screeched, "We were on the balcony, I go inside for hardly a minute and he ******** lifts himself out of his wheelchair, climbs over the balcony rail, and throws himself down a three-story drop. Just in time for me to see him smashed to pieces on the concrete bridge. Was that what you wanted to know?!"

Unexpectedly, Irwin jumped up from the couch and went to the door Sabe pointed at earlier. He opened it and, like he said, the other Sabe was in there. He looked like a broken porcelain doll that was hastily fixed with all-purpose putty. There were gaping holes in his body, but it was hollow inside. A shard of porcelain that was barely attached with putty fell onto the floor. Irwin ran back to the couch, feeling faint. He's gone, isn't he?

Kassa poked Irwin, and found him to be unresponsive. She turned back to Sabe with too many questions on her mind. She gawked at him until she figured out which one to ask first.

"I'm assuming that Irwin saw the 'other you', and that it was something like a ceramic shard that I heard drop. Are you two are made of porcelain?" she asked. Sabe nodded, keeping his sight on the ground.

So in this world they must be like ball-jointed dolls, then. There must be a flexible latex coating around the joints to hide that fact.

"Now how did he wind up in a wheelchair? I thought 'other you' was not crippled?"

Sabe turned his head up to grimace at Kassa. His makeup was smudged and still running down his face a little, but he didn't care to wipe it off. "Maybe the body we were in wasn't. It could take a lot of abuse and forget it after it healed. We can't take it as well. We don't forget a thing, and we don't heal very well. We're not only affected by things that happens to the body, but by things directed at us."

As Kassa was listening, a small open smile crept onto her face as she realized something: All the people here were not scripted virtual characters, but their 'inside selves'. She would have never thought that the program was capable of something like this, and kept in mind to investigate this.

"We took turns controlling the body to stay alive, as we weren't planted into the best of situations to say the least. I used to be in command for a good chunk of time. Then...something...happened. Something forced me to give command to 'other me' about eight years ago. Things were okay, and I was able to get some rest after 15 years. But 'other me'... as he went about his business, he would come home every night with a few more cracks in his frame. It got especially bad within the past year or so. His legs cracked to the point he couldn't move them, and there was damage in places I don't want to think of. 'Other me' said that it was from his job and his wife, but... I don't know of those things. He hardly even talked to me, except for a little bit at night. It was always small talk, nothing important."

Soon, Irwin came to an unnerving conclusion and groaned; he never knew how Sabe could make it through his life until now, when it was too late to help him. He was bugged by another thing, too: This 'taking turns' deal only adds up to 23 years. Sabe is 32 going on 33.

What happened to the other nine years?

Skotti looked up from his paper work at the knock at the door. "Bullocks, I will never get all this paperwork done" He said standing and walking down the stairs to see his son, devin, slowly opening the large door.

Devin looked back at his father and yelled "Dada!" and giggled at the people on the other side of the threshold.

(( Casey: :3 I meant, like, Future Pen's group took down the enemy and are now heading further in. . . Wherever they are lol. ))

Luciano kept his guns drawn as he looked around, the place was still far too quiet. He could hear footsteps and small whispers, but he couldn't really see anything. The place was dim; Not too much light was around. Luciano motioned for the group to hault, and he said to everyone "I'm going to scout out ahead really quick. I need you all to stay here, tay still, and stay alert," He looked over at Future Pen and he said, "You stay here, alright?"

Meawnhile, Present time,. . .
"What the-?" Joe said as he looked down at the baby, "I didn't know the group was made up of a buncha' babies." Horatio looked over at Joe like 'Really?. . . Really, Joe? Really?' Meanwhile Ambassador Lenchantin smiled at the baby and knelt down so that she was eye level with him, "Well hello there, young man!" Horatio looked into the house to see Skotti just coming down the stairs, "Oh! I didn't know you were back, Mister Gallows. Had I known, I would've called you."

KD stood as quietly as she could, trying to follow the boss' orders best she could, this felt like her real first mission. She thought about when they went to her past, she thought about Pen, she thought about seeing her children, her mind was racing so fast she began to feel warm. Then out of no where he hands burst info flames. As they did her white hair began to slowly turn red at the tips. The fire made the area around the group glow.

She suddenly snapped out of it, look around at the gang who all were staring, she muttered "sorry..."