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[Might as well! He's taken a seat at the table by the time Ash gets back outside.]

Place is pretty much a thrift store, but they had practically new notebooks-- really nice ones, check it out. [He grabs the one he bought. Pretty much entirely unused and leather-bound.] Plus, they had a box set of books from a series I've wanted to get into for a while.

[He gets that out and sets it on the table, but then pauses when he looks in the bag again.]

... Wait, I didn't buy that, how'd that get--

[And that's when he pulls out what is definitely an ARCUS.]

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[Ash looks over at the books, checking out the title for future reference, and then--]

What the fuck. How do you have a fuckin' ARCUS, Pat?!

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I don't know?!

[He just. Sets that on the table, clearly perplexed.]

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[Ash promptly grabs it and opens it, checking it out and what it has.]

Thing comes with a fuckin' Master Quartz too, what the fuck. Was this at that store?

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It must've been, but if I had to guess, it must've ended up in my bag when I wasn't looking, because I definitely didn't grab it myself...

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Ugh, shit. Hang on, lemme...

[He sets down the ARCUS, open so they can see the Master Quartz, and snaps a picture to send in the Class VII chat later.]

I'll let Albarea and them know later. An' just to make sure, you sure you ain't from Zemuria in a past life?

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I'm absolutely sure, yes. I was just as Italian then as I am now.

[...]

Never been to Venezia this time around, still remember the docks at San Giorgio Maggiore clear as day.

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And Zemuria sure as fuck didn't have the other guy's whatever the fuck that was.

[Purple Haze.]

Just makin' sure. Shit. Were there any others?

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Stand. The power in general was called a Stand. He'd named his Purple Haze.

[...............]

Side note, I think I know why I get weird about listening to particular bands now. Anyway--

[To actually answer Ash's question...]

There might've been? I hadn't exactly gone looking for them, and I was thinking more about the stuff I had actually wanted to buy.

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Greaaat, probably gonna get sent to check it out later an' make sure there ain't nothing bad in there.

[Eh, whatever. He's hungry, so he hands Fugo his plate and takes his.]

I can show you how it works later, if you want. Mostly.

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To tell you the truth, I almost want to go back and check it out some more anyway...

[He's like 85% sure he saw a legit Rolex watch in there? Which. What the hell.]

I'd appreciate it if you did.

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Not a problem. There's some functions I don't have on mine right now, but I can explain 'em. Maybe get Albarea to show you.

[He picks up the pen Pat bought, mostly just to mess with while they talk.]

Dunno if he can make his do the link--whoa!

[While messing with the pen, he pulled the cap off.

That is now a sword.]

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What the--

[THAT SURE IS A SWORD NOW.]

... I thought that was an ordinary pen when I bought it.

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Yeah, uh, no it ain't.

[He's just going to try and put the cap back on and watch in utter confusion as it. Goes back on.]

Maybe don't try writin' with that.

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[He just drags a hand down his face.]

Right, I'm... I'm just going to grab some new pens at Walmart next time I'm there.

[W e l p.]

I think I might have something else to ask Mr. Albarea about now...

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Yeah, see if he can teach you fencing. Or, hey, I can introduce you to Schwarzer if he remembers how to use his taichi, if you wanna learn weeb shit.

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[He can't help but snort a bit.]

I think fencing might be more my thing, but I can't say that's not tempting.

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Dude, he was a weeb in a world without weebs. It's hilarious, rememberin' that.

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[Yep, snickering now.]

Wow, I bet.