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Who: Roy Sellers

aetos, Vaughn Inglebard

unimpressive, and Akito Tanabe

dyingtohealyou.
When: 15th of September, probably initially sent early morning.
Where: Roy's house.
What: A nice echo-sharing party that will be very pleasant and not awkward at all.

[So. Roy's not really a stranger to stress, but when your hair color changes out of the blue and you're suddenly plagued with memories of strange-looking space stations, it proves to have a profoundly negative effect on a person's sleep cycle.

The memories, at least, he could keep to himself. The white hair was considerably more noticeable. He attempted a weak excuse to his mother once she noticed, something about wanting a change, an excuse she accepted with obvious reluctance. Roy might have been a problem child in his past, but that didn't mean he enjoyed lying to his mother.

At the same time, he couldn't believe she would accept the truth of it being caused by his idiot stepfather giving him a glass of tap water and Roy drinking it down in an equally idiot move.

He's been avoiding any physical contact with his two close friends since it happened, but Roy knows he can't do this forever. Therefore, after (yet another) night of not being able to sleep at all, he rolls over on his side to grab his phone and send the both of them a text.

...At 7AM on a Sunday, because what is waiting for a reasonable time for teenage boys to be awake.]

Hey, guys.

I need you to come over when you can. And Vaughn, would you spare a hoodie or something for a while? Bring one, if you don't mind.

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Maybe? [Roy moves to prop himself back up before going on.]

I don't remember much, really. Maybe it was even just a fever dream...I don't know. I just recall some sort of...space station.

On the moon.

[He didn't see where it was located, not necessarily, but...it was just an innate sense of knowing.]

A space station.

[...O K then.]

I guess... seeing as we're being attacked by aliens and all, it's not that far-fetched.

[Vaughn doesn't speak at first, moving to lean against the desk. It's like... He can just almost...

He shakes his head, frowning. Aliens. Right. They should probably look into how aliens might be on the moon.]

What did the moon look like?! What color was it? [is what he blurts out instead.]

I don't think it's the same alien. It was more- [Familiar was the word he wanted, if not necessarily comforting, but he's interrupted by Vyse before he could finish.]

What...color? [His eyebrows furrow in confusion. What a strange thing to ask.]

White, I guess. [...No. No, that didn't seem right. It looked white, certainly, but that wasn't the right word. It was more...]

No...it was silver. The Silver Moon. [The Silver Moon. As opposed to a silver moon. The distinction seemed important, as if there was more than one, as if even words themselves carried weight and significance.

What sort of significance, exactly, he couldn't tell.]

[A strange thing to ask indeed. Akito raises an eyebrow at Vaughn's initial question, only for his expression to turn into one of outright disbelief when Roy actually answers him.]

Silver or white - is there actually a difference?

Yes, there is! [Vaughn, no need to get defensive--!!

He uncrosses his arms, gesturing vaguely.] I remembered different moons and they were all in different colors! There were six of them. And...

[And he can just... No, he does remember. He remembers visiting the Silver Moon, actually being there.

Eyes widening in realization, he continues,] I remember it, too, Roy. The space station!

[...Oh. Well. He can't say he expected that.]

...You do?

[...Ditto that, and almost at the same time as Roy.]

You do?

Yes! [He shakes his head, brows furrowed. Whoa, whoa, whoa, this is so weird.]

I went there. It was on the Silver Moon, not any of the others...

[A pause and... he grins!] It was like something out of a sci-fi movie!

There isn't one on any of the others. [Roy says that automatically, almost without thinking. Only the Silver Moon had it. He doesn't know why, but he was certain of it.]

...Really quiet for a sci-fi movie, though.

[Sterile, even. Isolating]

[Akito raises his hands in a gesture of surrender.]

I'm lost right now. Are you guys... seriously just remembering this now because we're talking about it?

[Quiet... That's right. That place was downright eerie with how quiet it was.] And really empty. I don't know where all the people went.

[He turns to look at Akito, his grin more embarrassed than anything now.]

Heh, looks like it! I just remembered the moons before this, not the space station!

The moon base was the only thing I remembered before. But... [He pauses, and then nods slowly]

...There were six moons. All different colors.

They were important.

Well, it's not ringing any bells to me.

[This is actually kind of weird to witness.]

What kind of important?

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[He falls silent, considering. Roy's right. They were important. But... Why?]

I don't know, [he says slowly. Yeah, it's definitely not coming to him just yet.] I don't remember that yet.

[Emphasis on yet.]

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[Roy frowns for a moment, and then shakes his head.]

I don't know either. [But he can feel it, almost. A sort of reverence and respect associated with them.] Maybe religious?

[It's as good a guess as any, he supposes.]

...Well, at least it's better than more weird mutations?

[Kind of random, but...]

[A pause and... Vaughn bursts out laughing.]

We didn't both have our hair turn white!

[Sorry not sorry, Roy.]

[Roy doesn't even look over as he reaches behind him, grabs his pillow, and hurls it at Vaughn in one smooth motion.]

Better than more weird mutations. [He nods in agreement]

For now.

C'mon, you make it sound so ominous. You're already on your way to becoming some kind of video game hero - maybe the next thing you get will be some kind of awesome super power.

[Don't mind the yelp when the pillow hits Vaughn.] Hey!

[He huffs, then grabs the pillow, putting it down on the desk.] Or a big sword! You can fence already.

[He sighs somewhat heavily, leaning slightly to scratch his dog behind the ears.]

A sword, huh? That's probably the last thing I need around here. Mom already thinks I'm in the beginning stages of delinquency.

[The unspoken word there is again.]

You didn't even dye your hair the last time, did you? She must be pretty worried...

...But it'd still be cool.

[Akito meanwhile is just happy they've managed to stick to these topics.]

[Ohhh boy... Yeah, Roy's mom has just got to be freaking out.

...Still, he's gonna have to back Akito up here.]

Your mom doesn't have to see the sword though! And she'll get used to the hair...

I don't want to worry her more than I have to.

[Roy may have a difficult time with his stepfather, but his dependence and affection for his mother had always been strangely intense for an American college boy.]

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