Unfliltered

[nicotinized]

[Toshi's mental voice sounds a little anxious - he's trying to hide it, but he has no idea when he is, just that finally there are other people around and some of them look familiar]

Hey, what did I miss? Is Souji still here?

[there's a pause, and then he sounds a little calmer, and a little embarrassed]

I got stuck in some weird patch of liminal space where time was all fucked up - watch didn't work right or anything.

Comments

[fridgeninja]

You're Blue Souji, then.

[inexecution]

Hmmm. That might work...

[fridgeninja]

I'll make a note.

[inexecution]

Black, Blue... what color's the other one, then?

[Who he... hadn't actually met. Unless he had. See, at least he and the other Okita had the courtesy of looking different...]

[fridgeninja]

The other one who looks like me should be White Souji.

The two Okitas who look alike can be Gold - that's the one who was around until recently - and Pink, for the one who's been gone a while.

[inexecution]

Maybe I should write this down...

[fridgeninja]

We could hang pictures up with color-coded frames.

[inexecution]

Oh! That's a good idea.

[fridgeninja]

Thanks.

I thought it would be easier than flash cards.

[nicotinized]

There's nowhere to hang them.

[inexecution]

Well... Leo's workroom? That's pretty permanent.

[nicotinized]

...Okay, true. As long as he doesn't mind catering to this insanity.