Eighth Theft

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[Zidane has retreated down to the launch deck - one of the only places not affected by whatever curse this was - after spending too much time on the theatrical deck. He's currently perched in the pipework on the ceiling, probably not a surprise to anyone who knows him, but a very long trail of golden blond hair is falling almost all the way down to the floor from his perch. All in all it's over twice as long as he is tall.]

[And he just so happens to have a couple of knives.]

[...Which aren't working.]

Damnit! How did Dagger do this?

[He's used to having longer hair, but this is ridiculous. He's left the tie in to keep it all together, but his knife refuses to cut through a single strand, instead just sawing back and forth or slipping down the hair river all together. He's getting frustrated, to say the least.]

Anyone got a pair of magical scissors or something? Anything?

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[Tilts her head in thought.]

Maybe...Though it's just for the week.

[She can deal with it for that long.]

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You're a lot more patient than I am. [He's giving up - for now.] You really are like my sister sometimes.

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I guess so.

[Patience or the lack thereof has never crossed her mind--she just knows that if she bears up under things, they usually clear up. Especially here.

His second statement catches her by surprise.]

Sister? I didn't know you had a sister.

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[Yup, patience. That thing Zidane only has sometimes.]

Uh-huh - she's four years younger than me, but we look like twins. Although all of us look like twins, really, so I guess that's not that much of a stretch. Her name's Mikoto.

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[Sometimes is better than none of the time.]

Maybe I'll get to meet her sometime.

You said "all of us"--so you have other sisters or brothers?