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Who: Shadow Albedo and anyone else. The original Albedo might show up eventually, too.
What: All of the feelings of loneliness and love that Albedo's been suppressing are wandering around Prospero, looking to force Albedo to accept them. Albedo's hard to find, however, so it might be running into some other people on the way.
When: Dark Hour, all week.
Where: All over town.
Rating: Most likely PG if it's just Shadow Albedo, PG-13 to R for violence, masochism and possibly swearing if the real Albedo shows up.
Notes: If you don't want to deal with Albedo coming and trying to murder his Shadow, lemme know. I would also appreciate it if you said what day this is happening sometime in the first post.

Albedo's shadow was as graceful and in control of his movements as his original as he moved through the streets of Prospero, but anyone who knew the white haired man would easily be able to tell something was off, even before seeing the piercing yellow eyes. Where Albedo moved with confidence and practically radiated arrogance, his Shadow stood a little hunched, keeping his gaze lowered.

Albedo spent every Dark Hour entertaining himself by slaughtering lesser Shadows, and didn't really have a favored hunting ground. But the yellow eyed copy wasn't going to object. Perhaps if he found some of the people most important to Albedo and told them how he really felt, his original would have no choice but to own up to his real feelings? Even Albedo couldn't predict himself sometimes, so the Shadow didn't know, but it had to be worth a try.

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The Shadow reached out to brush a gloved hand over Rubedo's face before putting his arms around the shorter twin.

"Quite a bit, mostly in regards to things that have been denied for far too long.*

Albedo, you're freaking him out. Vaguely. He just stands his ground and keeps up a neutral face for the younger one.

"The hell are you talkin' about, Albedo?"

He had been afraid that Rubedo would try to pull away from him, but now he took the opportunity to rest his head on the redhead's shoulder. If only he could stay like this forever...but that wasn't feasible. Even if Rubedo allowed it, his time only lasted until the end of Dark Hour. But while he could, he would enjoy it.

"I've never held anything but adoration for you, Rubedo. The resentment you've seen...it was never anything but a desperate attempt to hide the pain of separation and uncertainty."

Why was Jr. feeling a chilled feeling running down his spine? He didn't like this one bit. It probably did not help the fact that Jr. wanted to pry away at this point and ask what the hell he was on. Alas, he couldn't move, so he just stayed completely still and tried not to make a face.

"I already know how you felt, Albedo. You told me when we were kids."

The fact that Rubedo knew that still applied...it was comforting, and the Shadow smiled, clinging tighter to him.

"Times change and people begin to deny. I needed to make sure you hadn't come to believe words spoken for no reason but to cover feelings that seem weak."

"What the hell are you talking about, Albedo? Now you're just actin' strange."

Dear god. Get him off. He's getting creeped out, because it definitely doesn't feel like the Albedo he knows.

"...You haven't realized it yet, have you?"

Reluctantly, the Shadow let go of Rubedo and backed off, far enough away that they could look each other in the eye.

"I am a physical manifestation of Albedo's repressed thoughts and desires, those parts of him that he denies possessing."

That was enough for Jr. to back away and get a closer glimpse on his eyes. Damn -- This definitely wasn't Albedo. And if Albedo wasn't here, then where the hell was he...

"Where the hell is Albedo?!"

"I am Albedo, albeit only a fraction. As for the rest of me, that's the question of the evening, now isn't it?"

The Shadow spread its hands, partly in a shrug and partly to assure Rubedo that it wasn't trying anything hostile.

"I intend to have a little chat with him, but keeping still was never a specialty of ours."

You know. Jr. wouldn't be so hostile at the moment, if he KNEW WHERE HIS BROTHER WAS! Don't take it personally, Albedo, but Jr. has one of his guns aimed directly at the shadow, and one Red Rider at his dispense if he needs to use it.

"Where the hell did you put Albedo?!"

"I haven't put him anywhere. If my powers were what they used to be, I could easily tell you where he was, but as it stands, I'm as clueless as you are.

"Now, why don't you put those toys down, Rubedo? As much fun as getting shot is, it won't do either of us any good."

"I don't have time for this!"

Of course, Jr. didn't take this guy to be much of a threat, as long as he wasn't pulling some magic tricks on him. That being thought of, Jr. withdrew his guns and sighed. Okay okay. Calm down. He's not doing anything bad -- and it just looks like Albedo. It can't be Albedo.

"I don't know who, or what you are, but I gotta go."

"You'd do well to make time. I have some things to say that I suspect you'll find quite interesting."

He regarded Rubedo carefully, hesitating as if he was nervous about what he was about to say.

"Has Nigredo informed you of our discussion regarding Miltia?"

Jr. gritted his teeth, but really had no choice to make time and stay calm. If not for his brother's sake, and for his own.

As for his question... Jr. shakes his head. "Not that I know of."

The Shadow shook his head, disappointed but not surprised.

"We had a chat with him the day we cut our hand open. It was quite enlightening, but...asking the same questions of you, while more desired, is also more terrifying."

"What the hell are you talking about?! Get to the point!"

"Fine. We need to know why you made no effort to contact us after Miltia."

He met Rubedo's eyes, tense and more nervous than the original Albedo would ever show. The answer was needed, but that didn't make him any less afraid that the answer would be lack of caring.