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[It is dawn or sunset? Hard to tell, but there is the sky above is turning all shades of orange, purple and even some pink here and there. This certainly isn't where you last remembered yourself.

You are currently standing on a platform. To the left is a the sounds of gears moving, people shouting, and people milling about but a thick column of smoke blocks it from view. To the right is a forest of bamboo stalks swaying in the breeze.

Look down and the platform underneath while very thick is made of glass. The room is pink and lacy, frilly, and, oh, ever not so manly at all.]

[ooc: This is open to anyone that comes across it really. Just jump right in. This is a heart game. Think of it as a dungeon crawl through Tyki's heart. Messing with things will have side effects, but that means you should do it anyway. :)]

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I'm not the one with a head made up of rooms, with other people -- [he gestures to the other Tyki and Road] -- and key-giving butlers -- [he waves off vaguely towards the door] -- living inside.

Besides, you said you could escort me out. If you know a way out, don't you know a way in you could block?

They aren't real, my dear Exorcist. Not any more than I'm actually the person you think I am. We are all just echoes.

It isn't that simple. Not sure how to explain it.

... I suppose that explains a little. The lack of -- well. [He gestures at his forehead.]

Ah, well. That should be a concern.

... If you don't want me to fix things, I should probably go. [Of course, if he goes to fix things, there's the chance he'll get sidetracked.]

I can fix what you've given me here. What I would like you to do is go back and retrieve what you lost.

For all I know, that's an endless pit.

Then you should be careful where you drop things. Or if you don't wish to, just say so.

If your bridge wasn't so rickety, I wouldn't have had to throw anything at it to test it.

... I can take another look, but if it's too far, you'll have to live with it like that.

Come back here when you are done. Do you remember the way?

I think so. If I fall and vanish forever, it's your fault. [It's partly an accusation but mostly a farewell. He gets up to go through the door again.]

[He pauses before he goes through, though.] What's more important: leaving other things alone or getting back the thing I dropped?

....

Both. Equally.

You're going to have to pick one. I don't think I can use my Innocence at that bridge, so I might need to take something else to get me down there.

[He was thinking of using the room-spanning ribbons and cords -- taking some of those, tying them together, tying the composite rope to the edge of the bridge, and lowering himself down -- if the drop looked too far. He'd plan on putting these back, though.]

...

...

[No. Just. No.] Then leave it. I'll show you the way out.

[He shrugs, but he's amused by that look.] Lead the way, then.

[He takes her back to the wine cellar and shuts the door. Tyki opens the door again and this time instead of showing the train car on hill it looks like twilight in all directions.]

There you are.

I just pick a direction, then, and any way is out?

Correct.

[He gives a nod and sets off for the sunset, figuratively speaking.]

Edited (clarification) 2013-01-14 05:26 (UTC)

You don't know how much time you spend walk through, but the next moment you are awake wherever you were when this all happened.

You keep the chords in your pocket, but they are just that. Chains and chords and ribbon.

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