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Who: the naked, ~~dickless~~ giant club
What: Attack on Echo Party
Where: Bertholdt's (and Ryan's) Apartment
When: Sunday, December 8 (evening, but not too late... because kids, y'know?)
Warnings: Spoilers for Attack on Titan all over.

[ At last, the big day has come. The Echo party. Sasha was bringing snacks, and Ryan and Bertholdt even decked the place out in Christmas decorations-- they have a real tree and everything. Their apartment looks, in a word, festive, which is adorable given that they're wearing matching christmas sweaters and fidgeting around a bit. ]

[ Now just pretend Ryan and Bertl don't look kinda titan-y and you're all set. And forget about the part where they're having a bunch of kids over to discuss their ridiculously depressing past lives... Well. You feel me. ]

[ So yeah!!! THIS IS IT!! Just for reference, I'm putting a "Start" (ie: for people getting to the party if you wanna awkwardly greet people ~~or so you can handwave that too~~) and then just saying like "later" or whatever for Ryan's big heck up, you guys are free to start threads whenever/wherever just say when in the subject if you wanna. (so like, 3DMG showing offs and PS3 fun times, etc. go crazy!!) ]

[ Here's the plot post for reference. ]

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[Jamie has hitched a ride over here with Anthony and Marzio.. this is the first time Jamie and the other boy honestly have interacted outside of text messages..

...

The pit of his throat clenches, why does being around this guy make it so hard to breath? They aren't bad thoughts.. more like soft memories-- but, Jamie has never even talked to him before. Only ever IM exchanges and that was just once. They definitely knew one another, and even though Marzio doesn't seem all the nice something feels welcoming.

The car ride over here was-- words couldn't really describe it. Almost like finding something you've always liked but was missing and now that you've finally found it again you never want to misplace it. He knows it has to be Marzio.. this is one of those echo things, isn't it? The memory.. it's a smile. A hellishly comforting one from a person with that same face. Jamie doesn't mention it on the way over, his feelings still feel messed up, whoever Marzio must have been meant a lot to 'Jean'--]

U-um.. hi.. [They are here now, however, in Bertholdt apparent, at this party. You should conversate at parties, right? Jamie's not sure what to talk about but.. he feels confident, maybe they could be friends too..]

[Marzio isn't sure what to make of Jamie - he knows the boy, of course. He recognizes his face from school, and he's heard about him from Anthony. They talked on the network, but...

There's something about meeting him in person and being face to face with him that's strange. He doesn't know a lot about these echo things, as the only one he's gotten so far just makes him look completely ridiculous, but...

But there's a memory of a boy who didn't believe in himself and who he, whoever he was before, believed in wholeheartedly and who just needed a bit of advice. A bit of confidence.

That's what spurs Marzio into action, and he smiles sunnily at Jamie.]

Hey. You doing okay?

[Don't be shy, kid.]

I..I-I'm good..

[The awkward tension could be cut with a knife.] So ah-- Did you ever figure out what your echo was...? [He adjusts his glasses, might as well go with the party theme..]

[How do you make friends, again? It's so hard without his mom shoving him at people.]

That's good. I'm glad.

[He's...not sure why he'd be glad that Jamie is okay, but. Whatever, he's not going to question it.] Aha, yeah...

[He will just. Rub his face, discreetly trying to cover his cheeks, where the worst of his freckles are.]

I'm absolutely covered in freckles, which I guess means that...whoever I was also had a freckle problem.

Really? [Jamie leans over so he could stare like a huge little ass, you know, because the other person is showing signs that he simply loves the new dots.]

I haven't had any echos that changed anything physical, just memories... [Should he mention the current one...? Feels awkward to say anything, almost creepy..] Ah-.. is that your only one?

Yes! [His voice raises in a squeak, because wow slow your roll, kid. Some people have personal bubbles.]

I think memories would be easier to hide, so you're lucky... [But then again, memories are just very unsettling.] I...So far, I think? I don't know how you could even notice when you've got more memories, or whatever.

[He backs off.. sort? Jamie's gotten used to that tone of voice so, perhaps, it's just his way of knowing when to shut up (normally about anime.)] Most of the stuff I've remembered is a whole lot worse than freckles.. I'm not afriad it hide them but I guess if it was something super embarrassing..

[Well..That's better. He feels like he can breathe now, at least.] From what I've gathered about all of...this [he waves his arms, motioning to the party at large] is that there's a lot of things worse than freckles. But I don't have any actual memories yet.

Yeah.. you can bet on that one.
[Gulp!

Yeah, Jamie's seems some things, or at least 'Jean' has.]
... [He still can't shake the idea that he knows this guy from somewhere, it has to be Jean's memories because he's only ever heard about Marzio from Anthony.]

So.. ah-- do you like anime?
[Awkward, all around.]

Well, I'm not looking forward to winning that bet.

[He's trying to be funny. He really is. But it's hard, because between the weird sort-of deja-vu and the overwhelming awkward that is Jamie, he feels overwhelmed.]

Uh- no? I mean, I haven't watched a lot of it, so it's not like I can really answer that...

[SHIT--!

He.. doesn't like anime. What other topic could Jamie possible pull out of his ass?]

Um.. [He rubs his thumbs together.] Okay.

... This is going to sound crazy but I think 'Jean' might have been friends with um-whoever your past life guy was... [Maybe... this topic?]

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