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[Feed clicks on to a probably somewhat familiar gray-skinned, yellow-horned seatroll with a purple streak through his hair. He looks equal parts extremely irritated and frantic, mouth tight but eyes wide. When he speaks, his voice is level, but it's clear he's distressed.]

And here I'd thought the fun part of this was over with the grand larceny. This is Haruto Souma, even though I look like this. I'm looking for my body--brown hair, tall, extremely good looking. Belt buckle that looks like a hand, lots of rings. Whoever's in there, I need to talk to you. Considering where I've ended up, it's probably Eridan Ampora in there, but just in case it's not...

Please get into contact with me. For your own safety.

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[SON OF A BITCH.]

[But this is actually kind of handy because the damn belt won't stop singing at him after he accidentally flicked it into standby mode.

YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS]

Hey, Souma, how the fuck do I get this thing to knock it off??

...I thought Eridan was Rin, so isn't Rin Eridan? Or things changed again?

[Haruto can't help but laugh, starting low and then bursting into full-fledged snickering. He has to lean off-screen, holding his scarf to his face, before he manages to lean back with anything like composure.]

There's a slide on the corners. Slide it, and the hand will move back. That should turn it off.

[At least that answered that question. He changes this video's feed to private, face firming up again.]

On to more important matters. You've heard the voice, right?

[Privately, he wonders if the Dragon has buried himself down to find whatever Eridan's Underworld might be, but first thing first.]

I assume things changed again when we got back. I was in my own body for the mission, after all.

[Wait...wait, wait, wait, wait, waaaaaaaait yep there we go, it's stopped. Finally.

Anyway-]

So I'm not goin' crazy after all, huh?

What's the deal?

[Of course he was active. He probably saw this as a golden chance to take advantage of someone who hadn't defeated him once. He sighs aloud, reaching up to rub at his temples.]

That's Dragon. My Phantom. He's where I derive my magic, but he's always waiting to take advantage of a moment of weakness. Phantoms prey on the despair of their Gates--my body is a Gate--and eat them from the inside out.

[He pauses, thinking. He's not particularly interested in prying, but this is a matter of survival. Just because he wasn't the one in his body didn't mean he could stop fighting Phantoms.]

Whatever the source of your hope for the future is--whatever memory or thing or resolve that is. If you lose that, you'll break, and then you'll die. And if you die, the Dragon will use my body to kill everyone here.

No, I've been in this shitty fucked up body since the mission. So they did change again. Wow, awesome.

Awesome is about the opposite of the word I'd use. The last thing I want is to be stuck in here. Have you seen this guy's outfits?

[Yes, that's what you need to be focused on.]

I was being sarcastic, but yes, I've seen that guy's outfit. He's my roommate.

Oh, for the love of! This is even worse than bein' stuck as...ugh.

[RUNNING HANDS DOWN FACE...]

Well what if I don't got nothin' like that?

Yes, I'm sure being trapped in my body is so awful.

[Eyerolling.]

Everyone has one of those. Even if they won't admit it.

Good to know we're on the same page, then. On both counts.

It is. I'd be a highblood over some dirtscrapin' human any day.

[A pause, tho]

I really don't, Sou. I got nothin'. No future. Nothin'.

"Extremely good looking?"
That's laying it on a little thick
Isn't it

Actually, I thought I was downplaying it just enough.

Wow, nice racism there. Besides, you're a wizard. Oh, sorry, wait, a wwizard. Isn't that good enough?

[He looks annoyed now. Goddamn idiots denying hope.]

If that were true, you'd already be dead. I don't know what you're living for, but there's something. You don't even have to tell me. You just have to keep it in mind.

... Hey, could you do me a favor while you're in that body?

Well c'mon, it's pretty much fact bein' a troll is better. You humans are much more fragile, an' weaker - plus you're gonna live about 10,000 years. Give or take.

[NO HE'LL DENY THIS FOREVER.]

I don't.

Not worth it when the troll looks like you, kid.

Besides, what's the fun in living that long?

[Face, meet palm.]

Whatever you say, Eridan. All I'm saying is, you've gotta be careful. He'll break through if you get too low on hope for too long.

Oh, and sugar doughnuts are the best source of energy--you're going to run out of energy a lot faster than you're used to. I guarantee it.

Depends. What?

[duvibnvdfsv offended!!!]

I look great! Better than wearin' some dumbass mop a' rags you call hair. An' seriously, this shit you call an outfit? Downright awful. You got absolutely no taste.

[He ignores most of that but then JUST]

Does it have to be doughnuts? I ain't fond a sweets.

[Deal with it BD]

Oh I have no taste? My coat is fantastic, and my hair is perfectly normal, not whatever this is.

[Pointed gesticulating at his own hair.]

Well, I'm pretty sure my tastebuds are still in there, but sugar's what works best. Don't put on five pounds in there, you hear me?

My hair takes time, thanks. Time an' effort. If you define normal by roll outta bed in the mornin' an' figure it looks good, then yeah, your hair's great!

[Probably goes without saying that was sarcastic.]

But look, whatever, just - as long as we're on the subject of "don't do shit to mess up", how are you feelin' right now.

I mean, feelin' particularly uh...angry, or maybe feel like you wanna break somethin'. Hit someone. [maybe kill someone...]

Time and effort better spent on picking a better style, maybe. My hair is perfectly fine! It's stylish where I come from, and there's no purple highlights.

[He pauses, thinking.]

I'm used to keeping my emotions in check. But I've definitely wanted to smack you a couple more times than I usually would. I chalked it up to you being in my body, but... Why?

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