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[inoperative]

[Congrats, you poor sucker. You're in a post-apocalyptic world! Specifically, you're in an abandoned amusement park (so beware of killer birds. No, really) at night. Doesn't look very nice, but hey, it could be much, much worse. The ferris wheel is pretty to look at, at least, with the moon shining nearby. And there's a... pig fountain thing. It's kind of cute?

... But is it abandoned? There's the sound of movement coming from somewhere, up above, but no one can be seen. Dun dun dun—]

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[triverse]

Maybe. I'll need to know more than just that before I make a move, though. There's much work to be done.

[inoperative]

Well, good luck with that, I guess. I should get going too.

[He turns away, before he pauses, looking over his shoulder.]

Oh yeah... I gave you my name, but you never gave me yours. Since we might not see each other again after this [because you're not friends yet ):], you might as well tell me now.

[triverse]

Ah—of course.

[Turning back to Crow, with an easy face, he simply states:]

Kongwai. Kongwai Tao.

[inoperative]

Kongwai? That's a weird name. Well, whatever.

[He leaps to the top of the amusement park gates.]

Tally-ho!

[triverse]

[conuei takes offense]

Until later.

[A sneaking suspicion—he's not done with this boy yet.]