Mystic Nocturne

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[Action A; backdated to Saturday evening; for Gintoki]

[After a long day at the amusement park, even the excessive amounts of cotton candy Jr. had eaten were wearing off. Sleep was sounding like a really good idea, so he headed to his room to rest... only to find that he wasn't alone anymore.]

Oh you have got to be kidding me.

[Action B; video]

Gaignun Kukai Jr., huh? And I'm the son of the director of some place called the Kukai Foundation. Wish I could remember what kind of place it is...

Anybody else remember anything neat?

[Action C; outside somewhere]

[Now that the amusement park had faded and taken its exciting distractions along with it, Jr. was anxious to try out the lovely twin pistols he had arrived with. He's not stupid enough to actually fire them, but he can't resist twirling them and posing like a total dork.]

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[Breathes in and lets out a sigh.]

To get memories, we need to fight those things, but to fight those things, we need to know who the hell we are. I'm feeling more and more screwed over by this the more I think about it.

Anyway, tomorrow I'm looking around for a job or something to make some money. Pooch's doghouse isn't gonna be free..

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I dunno, I think I might be able to handle some of 'em on my own. I came here armed, after all.

[He indicates his holsters with the twin guns inside.]

Yeah, you'd better. Fluffy is gonna take up more space than both of us combined.