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[thymeforbones]

Who: Clover, Visitors
When: Day 61, evening and night
Where: Clover

[ After a long and interesting trial, Meri-in-Eliza has decided to DESTRESS ]

[ Namely by trying to climb the trees in her garden. Anyone who wants to join her will find that her bedroom door is wide open, and the curtain separating her "indoor" and "outdoor" areas pushed back. ]

Wah! Why don't humans have claws!

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[thymeforbones]

[ YOU ASK ALL THE HARD QUESTIONS. ]

[ Dangles her legs over the edge, idly kicking them back and forth. ]

Hmmm. Hm. Hmmm ... [ Twirls a lock of hair around her finger. ] A planet's a big rock flying around in space. People live on them. Worlds are, hmm, when I say world I mean, realms of existence? Alternate realities.

Mao's from a planet called Earth. Eliza might be from Earth, too, but it'd be a different Earth.

[terribletwos]

[ HE'S A CURIOUS LAD

Roxas nods at her explanation, as he leans back on his hands, still gripping the perch so he doesn't tip over. ]

I think I understand that. There's two versions of the world I know best too. One's made out of data though.

[thymeforbones]

Made of ... data?

[terribletwos]

Yeah, like the stuff in the computers. The whole town was in the computer. It was made to look like the real one.

[thymeforbones]

Did it feel like the real one? Could you eat things? Data doesn't sound very delicious.

[terribletwos]

Sea salt ice cream still tasted the same. But that could have also been programming.

[ They were working with his memories after all... ]

Uh, I wasn't really in a good place to judge what it felt like... To me, everything felt normal.

[ Since he had none of his normal memories for comparison. ]