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Who: Everyone
When: Day 1, Morning
Where: The Dorms
What: It begins.

[ it's morning, and though there's no shrill of an alarm or sunlight streaming in through windows, you've all just woken up. probably. That would account for why you seem to be in bed, and why you don't remember doing anything before this. It must have been a nice restful sleep.

in this room you don't recognize.

. . . actually, maybe the reason you don't remember doing anything isn't related to having just woken up at all. if you search your mind, you'll find your recollection totally blank.

Maybe you should get up and find out what's going on ]

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Pretty much. One was a really nervous girl with green hair and the other was a slightly eccentric woman.

There were a couple of guys on my floor, too.

How many exactly?

Just two.

One looked like he'd been through a pretty rough time. Other one tried to jump me.

Really!?

[Concern colored his expression.]

Since you're here, you must have either successfully overturned his ambush or ran away. Why would randomly attack you?

[Shrugs.]

He was looking for answers. Though I had em.

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That's a terrible excuse to justify attacking somebody. Let me guess; he wanted to know where he was and why he can't remember anything. Am I right?

[Touma has noticed that amnesia and confusion seems to be theme among everybody he has encountered so far.]

Got it in one.

Great.

[He sighs.]

Where is he now? I don't want him to go around attacking other people for answers that nobody has.

[Indicates a guy that looks JUST LIKE him who's just come down into the kitchen.]

I'm keeping an eye on him.

[Touma couldn't help but stare a little. The kitchen was currently occupied by a doppelganger. With the exception of the metal prosthetic, they looked exactly alike.]

Have you ever entertained the possibility that you might have a twin brother?

Who, me?

[Someone still hasn't seen his own face yet.]

Yes, you. Haven't you noticed that guy looks just like you?

You wanna tell me how I'm supposed to know what I look like, wise guy?

[But he's lifting his hands, the right flesh and the left metal, to his own face to feel along it. He frowns slightly at the metal one when it doesn't provide much by way of feedback, lets it drop and explores with only the right instead.]

[Touma was about to retaliate with his own sarcastic remark when he was struck with a realization. He has no idea about what he looks like either. Once that realization sunk in, he felt like a hypocrite for criticizing him about not knowing.]

Sorry about that. How about we find a mirror? Or at least something really shiny.

[Glances around the kitchen, eyes skimming until he hits on the appliances. He leaves off touching his jaw to nod in that direction.]

Those might work.

Nice.

[Touma walks over to the kitchen appliances. Many of them looked quite weathered and had long lost their beautiful sheen. He begins sorting through the numerous appliances in search of anything that could be used as an improvised mirror. After a few moments of loud clanking and dull thumping, he finally pulls out a relatively newer looking pan from the pile.]

This should do.

[He hands the pan over to him.]

Huh. I'll be damned.

[Leans in to peer at himself — then hands the pan over when he's done.]

[He takes the pan back and tries to sneak a quick look at himself before putting it on the counter.]

Amazing, right? Like I mentioned before, it's very possible that guy is your twin brother.

Guess it's a good thing I talked him down, then.

We got off to a pretty rough start.

Rough is one way to describe it.

I just realized something. Do you think he's aware that he looks identical to you?

Probably not. Unless his room had a mirror or something, but I didn't see anything like that.

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