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[digger]

...If you wanted to share some kind of message with a younger version of yourself, what would you say?

[Simon's in the plaza today, hanging out by the fountain and pondering his journal. At some point he might be scribbling out a note on a loose sheet of paper.]

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[Locked]

[depressedude]

There's something we can agree on: I already died for a purpose once. But I never asked to be returned to another meaningless life afterward.

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I doubt many people want to be here. But if you have to be here for a while, why not make the most of it?

[Locked]

[depressedude]

[Simon, stop being so logical. Noct has run out of ways to make a comeback to that, so he just huffs.]

...say, what's your name, anyway?

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

That's right, I never said... I'm Simon.

[Locked]

[depressedude]

...Simon? [His memories of Luceti might be a bit cloudy, but he's pretty sure the only Simon he knows was still a kid.]

You wouldn't happen to know a girl named Anise, would you?

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

...I do. She's a good friend of mine. [Huh. For the first time this guy looks kind of familiar...]

[Locked]

[depressedude]

[And suddenly he's looking a lot more familiar as well. Not many guys out there with blue hair, after all.]

Wait, so you're-

Didn't you used to be a lot shorter?

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[He laughs lightly.]

I was younger. It's been seven years since I was last in Luceti.

[Locked]

[depressedude]

[He gawks.] Seven years? You mean to say those bastards took you home only to bring you back again seven years later!?

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Looks that way. Lucky me, huh?

[Locked]

[depressedude]

[Huff.] Makes it sound like we can never be free of this place...

Well, if it's been seven years, that explains why I didn't recognize you right away.

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Speaking of recognizing, you look familiar to me, too. Can I get your name?

[Locked]

[depressedude]

If you've been around the same group that Fon Master Guardian, Tatlin, associates with, you might have seen me around. We're both from Auldrant.

The name's Noct.

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Noct... I'm sorry, I don't recognize the name.

[Locked]

[depressedude]

Heh. Don't tear yourself up over it. It seems like everyone has been having that problem with me lately.

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

I think all of us are a little screwed up these days.

[Locked]

[depressedude]

Tell me about it. You aren't the first person I've seen lately who wasn't the same as I remember them.

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

It's probably another experiment... [Though he hates to believe it.]

[Locked]

[depressedude]

An experiment where everyone thinks I'm that bastard, Ion? The Malnosso sure have a sick sense of humor.

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Ion...? So that's why... [No wonder he's so familiar.]

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[depressedude]

So that's why what? Don't tell me you're going to start trying to convince me I'm him, too!

[Locked]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Of course not! No one should ever tell you to be someone you aren't. You're Noct, right? Not Ion. That's not something I could change with just words, even if I wanted to. The only one who can decide who you are is you.

[Locked]

[depressedude]

[A-Aww, now he feels bad for snapping at him.]

[Just... not enough to apologize for it.]

...thank you.