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[rocked]

I think you should all explain yourselves, right now. Why are your messages taking over our computer when I try to access the District's intranet, why do some of them include audio and video files when we're not supposed to be able to upload things like that, and why do they all disappear whenever I try to show anyone?

I don't know what your trick is, but it's annoying me, so cut it out. Whatever you're doing, I don't want any part in it.

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[of_many_treasures]

Oh look a new person. Welcome to the Duck.

[rocked]

I'm not a new person. I'm not a member, and I'm not going to use this place.

[of_many_treasures]

Too bad. It's going to keep pestering you until you use it a few times.

[rocked]

You mean the people running it will. Don't talk about it like it's a person.

[of_many_treasures]

Sure there's people running it. That's why none of us can control it. [Sarcasm, but hey he got shot a while ago. Give him some slack for being an asshole.]

[rocked]

Maybe you can't, but someone has to be.

[of_many_treasures]

Nope.

[rocked]

That's impossible.

[of_many_treasures]

Nothing's impossible, in this place.

[rocked]

Then I'll say the same thing I said to that other hacker.

Prove. It.

[of_many_treasures]

All right. In three seconds, the wall beside you will ripple into a wall of reality. It should look like a silver curtain.

[rocked]

Right.

[of_many_treasures]

[And Kaitou opens a reality wall. Did he hit his mark?]

[rocked]

[he did indeed, which is why Clove gasps loudly and scrambles up from her chair at the computer desk]

What--! How--

[she's at a complete loss of what to do or say, really]

[if he looks around, he'll see that they're in a living room-- it's sparsely decorated, but the furniture is nice, as is the desktop computer that Clove has been using]

[of_many_treasures]

[The wall goes transparent so he can talk. She can probably see that Kaitou's sitting there without a shirt with a patched up wound on his side.]

Opening a door to another world, is easier than it looks.

[rocked]

... You should put on a shirt.

[yeah, that's all she can think to say right now]

[of_many_treasures]

I'd love to, but it's being mended.

[It's okay, worldshattering needs to be taken one step at a time.]

[rocked]

You're in a house alone with a young girl. It's a little gross.

What happened to you? You're hurt.

[of_many_treasures]

It's half tea house but hey... [reaching over he grabbed a throw blanket and tossed it over his shoulders.]

Got shot in another world. Long story. Had a friend dig out the bullet and I'm staying with another friend in his teahouse restaurant.

[rocked]

Teahouse.

[she can't believe how weird this is]

Can you explain this?

[of_many_treasures]

Well sure. The Duck, as we call it is an interdimensional community that has the ability to show up in anything from mirrors to computers to windows and books. There's no one who actually has called themselves an admin, and attempts at finding them haven't been successful. We think this is powered by what people call magic.

I like many others possess the ability to transport myself and others through to different worlds.

[rocked]

How do I know this isn't a trick of the Capitol? A test.

[of_many_treasures]

I have no idea what the Capitol is.

[rocked]

You would say that, if this was a test.

[she broods, then sighs]

But I'm not going to say or do anything illegal or disloyal, so if it is, I'll pass.

[of_many_treasures]

Oh so you're living in a dictatorship as well. Funny, I used to live in one.

Then I escaped my world.