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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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[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!

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[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.