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[003. video]

[He's frowning intently when the video feed starts, but he doesn't hesitate to speak. This has been eating at him for a few days now -- and he can't figure it out himself; so finally he thought he might as well ask...

Maybe someone knows.]

How can you tell what's real?

[That's it; he gives a quick nod and cuts the feed.]

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...That'd be pretty weird. But kinda cool. I don't know where it is though. No windows and the walls are soundproof.

[Not the most cooperative patient.]

That'd be one way to see how real it is, right?

[...but he'd have to stay sleep for a pretty long time to sneak out. Hmmm.]

Yeah, I guess. So we wanna figure out where we are tonight?

Yeah! And then we can tell each other in the morning.

Alright. We can definitely do that much. Then we can figure out how long it would take to get from one hospital to the other.

If they put you back while you were awake here, then I bet we'd have to make it in just one night.

...If it's a long way, maybe we could meet in the middle!

As long as we both agree on a rendezvous point, that should be fine.

Try to grab a cellphone once you're out, too. Call my hospital and see what they say about me. I'll do the same for you.

To see if they tell somebody else the same thing as they told us, right?

Exactly.

Okay!

[Grin.] So we'll figure out where to meet when we wake up in the morning, right?

Yeah. And we'll make plans during the day.

Great. [He slips the PCD safely into his pocket and hops down from the concrete block.] We'll get out of there in no time!

Let's just hope you're not all talk.

I'll make it! You'll see!

Isn't it going to be tougher for you anyway? You already tried to get out once.

That just means I have experience!

And there'll be extra guards!

[He's not going to make this a competition, though, because he's not exactly sure he can make it in his dreams, either. He's still kind of weak.]

So my feet won't get muddy.

Hehe!

[Grinning, and waving a hand in the direction of the warehouse.] Race you there.

[Killua looks to the warehouse, then back to Gon with a small smirk. He takes off without saying anything else.]

[Gon's moving at almost the same moment, grin widening as he sprints.]

[The amount of running Killua has been doing has increased exponentially since Gon arrived, and somewhere deep down, he has a feeling all of this activity, all of this spontaneous fun, is exactly what he's always needed to keep himself in check. But for now, he's just determined to win, kicking off the ground like a stallion leading his herd.]

((ooc: RNG got me a 3 again.))

[It's only normal... isn't it?

But Gon's enjoying it too, the chance to just play, to have fun with his friend without desperation driving him. It's been a while.

And he's definitely not losing this one! An extra burst of speed puts him a bare few inches in the lead as he lunges to tag the door.]

[ooc; 7!]

[And Killua makes it a fraction of a second behind.]

Phoo.

Haha! Now we're tied.

[...Not that he's keeping track, or anything. Maybe.]

For now. [That'll change, Gon. That'll change.]

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[offline] that face... XD

[offline] Gotta love GI faces.

[offline] The best kind of crack.

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