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[center][b]Yume[/b][/center]

Yume didn't look intimidated by Youko's response, as much as amused. She did, however, cease petting. [b]"And so, the tradition is complete~"[/b] was the only response she offered, needlessly and intentionally vague. [b]"Thank you for your service~"[/b]

Calmly, Yume wandered to the corner of the room, simply watching and observing. [b]"Who knows,"[/b] Yume answered the man who asked about her presence, shrugging as she delivered the most non-answer possible.

There were a lot of people around, of varying shapes, sizes, and even [i]species[/i]. Colorful, fluffy, hot-tempered, cool and collected. One by one, they introduced themselves, as Yume watched. She, of course, [i]wouldn't[/i]. Wouldn't even matter if she did. But one introduction... [i]irked[/i] her.

[b]"Excuse me...?"[/b] Yume raised an eyebrow at mispronounced-Yume. She couldn't possibly have known, and Real-Yume knew that, but it didn't stop her from biting her lower lip. Fake-Yume had just stolen her name! And worse, they'd actually [i]remember[/i] it. Stupid, privileged scythe girl...

[b]"I think you made a mistake. [i]I'm[/i] Yume. You're... [i]Alice[/i]."[/b] A creeping invasive thought crawled into Alice's mind, whispering insistently, against all logic, that her name was, in fact, Alice. [Mind Control F] [b]"You [i]really[/i] shouldn't steal people's names, Alice. Especially when they're fond of them. It's not as funny as you think."[/b]