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I don't really think that's a good idea. It's not very nice to the poor tiger, and I think it's probably illegal.

_{[ Oh dear. Ashura always did turn left when he hoped he would turn
right. ]}

Hmm? Oh well, that is the plan, yes! I really want to be. I actually got to meet my design idol a few weeks ago! I totally thought I was going to die on the spot!

Yeah exactly!

_{[ He got up and bustled into his work room - really a second bedroom
he had converted into a work room, and came back out with a black fabric.
He sat back down in front of Li-Na and slid the fabric beneath the skirt
and held it up to her. ]}

Look like a nice match to you?

[While Yogi fetched the fabric sample, Li-Na enjoyed her tea.

Once he came back and compared the two, she nods.]

Yes, that looks good! I can barely tell the difference.

Like giving alcohol to anyone underage, huh?

[He says that maybe too casually. He's obviously offered alcohol to minours before.

Ashura just gives a half-shrug and a smile.]

Tapestry it is, then!

Ooh, really?! Which one's your idol? What are they like? Maybe I can help you meet them again and get you two settled for lunch sometime!

Um, sort of? But it's more like caring for a wild animal is a lot of work and you want them to stay wild so they can have babies and make more tigers!

_{[ Sure, that sounds legit. ]}

Hirata! I met Jirou and he invited me over to his place and then his mother came and -!

_{[ It just dissolves into excited squeals at the memory. ]}

_{[ He beamed, glad that she approved, and went back in to get some
thread, scissors and a needle. A patch like this wouldn't work well through
his machine, so a hand sew it was. He could work around the edges of the
tear much better. ]}

Did you ever get your tour of the university? I thought you had mentioned wanting one.

_{[ He settled on the group, opening the skirt and holding up the
tattered area, taking the scissors and 'cleaning' the edges. ]}

Jirou? Oh, my goodness! I've talked to Jirou-bhai! His mother is your designing idol!? That's so great!

[Li-Na leans in a little so she can watch what Yogi is doing]

Oh, not yet. I am going to wait until I know I am accepted.

[no sense in checking out the campus properly if she doesn't get it]

Oh yeah, absolutely! She's amazing! I've absolutely bought every magazine she's had a feature in and I have all the youtube videos of her shows saved. It so amazing, I was pretty sure I was about to die from happiness.

_{[ He works quickly and efficiently, bringing the skirt up to check the
edges and satisfied they were smooth enough he took some of the replacement
cloth and settled it up behind, double checking the color. ]}

Don't want to jinx it, huh?

Jinx? What does that mean?

[random English word she's never learned]

Hmm? Oh, it's like - because you said something about it, or wanting something to happen, now it won't happen. Like cursing it, I guess?

Ahhhhhhhh. Yes. That is right.

[Li-Na nods]

I do not want to 'jinx' it. That would be bad.

_{[ It happened all at once, like someone snapping their fingers and lights coming on. Like rushing up from the bottom of the ocean and finding air. Yogi's eyes opened, his body jerking up, taking in gasps of air like he was screaming but couldn't quite get the sounds out. His hand went to his chest, looking down, expecting blood, wondering if he was really feeling the pain in his ribs, in his heart, or if it was in his head.

He looked around, confused. Room. He was in a room. His room? Right, his room. He had been... sleeping? Dreaming? He wasn't sure. Slowly he pushed at the covers and moved to swing his feet around, the bed creaking beneath him, the world swirling.

Okay, maybe just... wait a minute on that. Get his bearings. Not a dream. This wasn't a dream... ]}

-Kasen had been drifting, himself, the chair beside Yogi's bed being exceptionally comfortable and easy to sleep in. He'd slept in it for awhile now, only really heading out to deal with Retrospec-related issues. Even when everything went weirdly digital, it was still comfortable. He had to wonder if it was because of the chair itself, or just because it was so much easher for him to relax when he was near Yogi...

Ah. That's what woke him up. The sound of bedding shifting about. He wondered if one of Yogi's friends had arrived and was re-arranging the bed, but his eyes were met with something else entirely...

It probably wasn't the smartest or medically sound thing to do, but he couldn't help himself. He almost immediately sprung from that comfortable chair, clinging desperately to the now very much away Yogi, holding him close, unable to contain the flood of emotions that came with just seeing him among the waking once more, hands shivering...-

_{[ Oh. Oh he had someone around him, hugging him. The overwhelming
color of violet, soft and sweet and familiar. Not like that other place,
dark and twisted and painful. His hands rose and clutched at Kasen's back,
pressing his face into Kasen's shoulder. He breathed in deeply, that sweet
scent he had come to find comforting and peaceful. Tears pricked the
corners of his eyes and he wasn't entirely sure why. ]}

Kasen? Kasen what happened...? Am I... I'm awake, right?

I don't know what happened... -Kasen combed his hand through Yogi's hair, clenching, though not too tightly, not as tight as his arms were pressed against the other's shoulders.- I wasn't there... I wasn't there...

-And he carried that guilt, tearing into his heart like a hook with a heavy weight on the other end.-

But I'm here now. I'm here, you're awake...

It wasn't your fault. It was a dream...

_{[ His mind still swirled, a cotton tumble, trying to make sense of
everything. It was a dream, right? So why was Kasen so upset? ]}

Kasen... did... did something happen? How long have I been sleeping?

_{[ He had no calendar in his room, and he couldn't see or find his
phone to check the date. All he knew was that it was his room and it wasn't
that scary place anymore and Kasen was there and upset and holding him very
tight and he was very glad for that. ]}

Well... -Kasen sighed, pulling away just slightly, looking around the room, which Yogi would likely not start to notice was a little... Off.-

Some things have definitely happened. The lot of us seem to be inside the actual digital landscape of Retrospec right now, as strange as that may sound... But it's the 10th, if you need a reference for time. -Which he hoped wouldn't freak Yogi out too badly.-

Oh...

_{[ He stared for a long moment, as he did the mental math. His eyes
widened a bit further, his hands never letting go of Kasen. He had been out
for at least a week if he was doing the math right. A week of sleeping. A
week of making Kasen worry, and with things being like they were - off, as
they were. His lip trembled a bit. ]}

I'm sorry, Kasen. Making you worry - being a burden when all of this is happening.

Don't apologize... I was the one who should have been there to prevent it. I got lost in so many dreams, but... not yours. -And he didn't just mean lost in a sense of direction. He'd lost himself to indulging in his Other Self's worst traits, making the guilt worse...-

That's not your fault, Kasen. It's all such a big tangled mess, all of it.

_{[ He shook his head, moving his hands to take Kasen's, squeezing
tightly. ]}

But I'm glad you're here. I think I would have been more scared if I had woken up alone.

_{[ He leaned forward, resting his head on Kasen's shoulder. ]}

I'm... glad I'm here, too. I didn't want you to be alone... -Kasen let out a long sigh, pressing a kiss to Yogi's forehead.-

Are you hungry at all? Is there anything at all you need?

_{[ A hug, but he’d already been getting that. And not that Kasen
mentioned it... his stomach growled and he flushed. ]}

Maybe something to eat. Is food still okay? Since everything’s gone all blocky?

_{[ He picked his head up to look around and really consider the
situation for the first time, the rattle on his brain starting to subside.
Absently he pressed his hand over his chest, rubbing at the spot where
Slade had run him through. ]}

-He could only give a gentle laugh at that sound, patting Yogi's back.-

It seems to still digest the same once it's all in your system.

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