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[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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It's payback! Payback!

[Though Killua's quite absorbed in the wrestling himself, wrapping arms and legs around arms and legs to try to halt movement.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

I won --

[TRYING TO ELBOW KILLUA IN THE FACE] -- fair and square!

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Ow, hey! Jerk. Totally kneeing Gon in the back.]

And now I caught you fair and square!

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Ow! How is he the jerk, you're the one who tackled him. Flailing an arm back in Killua's direction.]

Yeah, only 'cause I stopped!

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

That was your choice!

Just hold still already! Give in!

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

No way!

[--he says, but he's giving up on the flail and going limp.

Just for a split second, because that gives him enough time to get his knees under him and try to flip Killua over.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Gon ceasing movement throws Killua off just enough for his attempt to work, and Killua flips right over.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Just to be sure of his win, he's following right along with that flip to sit on Killua's stomach and grin triumphantly.]

See? Now I'm ahead!

[Killua's probably going to pound him for that but it was totally worth it.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Yup. Up shoots Killua's head to try to slam Gon's nose.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Owwwww. He rolls sideways off Killua, clutching his face and landing in a pile of blankets.

He's still snickering, though.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't move, just laying there next to Gon.]

Hmph.

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[Totally won anyway. You're just sore because you know it.

He crosses his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.]

...Hey, Killua? There aren't any maps here of anyplace back home, right?

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Hush. He'll never admit it.

But when Gon asks, he rolls his head over so that he can see the other boy.]

I haven't found any. I could probably draw some from memory, but they'd be pretty rough. Why?

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

'Cause if we're going to think of somewhere to meet, we might need a map if they're really far apart.

Maybe Kurapica could help too.

[He... might be able to draw some maps from memory! But he could only label a couple places on them, anyway.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Ah! [He forgot with the race and the wrestling.] Definitely. Kurapica probably has every country in the world floating around in that head of his.

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Haha, yeah!

[He stretches and surprises himself with a jaw-cracking yawn.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Tired already? [Smirky-smirk.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

The sooner we get to sleep the sooner we can figure it out, right?

[...and he might not have been sleeping quite as well while he was still worrying about it.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Well. They are on a bed. Killua blinks once or twice before turning his head back to look at the ceiling again. He smirks.]

Sweet dreams.

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Gon grins and sprawls, closing his eyes.

Three seconds later he's snoring.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Killua can't hold back a smile at that. How typically Gon. And so he follows suit. He won't let this opportunity go to waste.]