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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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"That's not likely to happen, though not for the reasons he claims."

"No I suppose not." The additional information failed to surprise Gaignun at all. Nothing really was what Albedo claimed it was. That was just the way he was after all.

The Shadow was preparing to say something else, but whatever he had in mind was lost when a bolt of lightning crashed into his back and knocked him over. Behind the Shadow was a pure white horseman, standing beside the real Albedo.

The Shadow forced itself to its feet through the convulsions brought on by the electrocution and turned, facing its original.

"Patient as ever, aren't we? But I suppose that was my own fault, for not paying proper attention."

Albedo stepped in front of his Persona, knife drawn and at the ready with a vicious snarl on his face.

"Oh, it certainly is your own fault, though not for that reason. Through spreading lies about me, or are we going to have some fun now?"

Why was he not surprised that the first shot fired had been a cheap back shot from the non Shadow Albedo. Really. Honestly he was surprised it hadn't happened earlier.

"Before you two start another galaxy spanning war, is there any chance that this can be settled calmly?" Vain hope, but he was mostly using it as a chance to get the hell out of the way.

The Shadow was already moving away from Nigredo, putting distance between them to avoid stray attacks hitting him. Electricity crackled menacingly around the Shadow's hands, almost exactly equal in power to the blast he had just received.

"Seeing as I have no intent on surrendering so easily and he rarely ceases a fight once he's begun it?"

But despite his words, the Shadow didn't want to fight. Rather than attack Albedo, he focused his will and formed a barrier between the two sides of the brewing battle.

Albedo, on the other hand, was ready to tear the 'fake' him to shreds. With a quick mental command, he had his Persona launch another blast of lightning. The attack met with the barrier and sent ripples flowing out from the point of impact, before the defense shattered and the attack dissipated in a draw.

"Foolish of you to stand against the likes of me. Nigredo, get out of the way. This is between me and the impostor."

"Now hold on Albedo, he has access to your old powers!" This is not a fight he wants his brother to be picking, and he wishes he had his own old powers to at least force one of them to listen.

He didn't really blame Albedo for being angry though, this whole Shadow thing spilling your secrets had everyone on edge. "This isn't a good idea..."

"Listen to Nigredo. We both know you'd rather not drag him into this, regardless of what you want to do to me."

With a gesture, the Shadow sent Albedo skidding back several feet and threw the Persona onto its side.

"And this is a battle you cannot win. You don't want to cause Nigredo the pain of seeing you hurt, either."

Albedo held as much ground as he could against the telekinetic attack, but still staggered when it let up. His hand tightened on his knife at both his brother's and his Shadow's words and he glared angrily at both.

"If he had access to all of my old powers, that force field would have held. He's merely a pale imitation that seems to think he knows the truth about me when in reality he knows no such thing."

Gaignun winced a bit when he saw Albedo stagger. It's not like wanted to see him hurt either.

"I know this is upsetting Albedo, but fighting like this is not going to solve anything! It hasn't worked for anyone else that I know of."

"I'm no imitation. I know everything there is to know about you, you're merely denying it because I represent the part of you that you lock away and pretend doesn't exist."

The Shadow advanced on Albedo, passing right through another blast from the White Rider without even flinching.

"Admit it, you can't bear to think that Rubedo or Nigredo might genuinely loathe you. Why else would you ask Nigredo about Miltia? Why else would you be afraid to ask the same questions of Rubedo?"

The questions, more than the Shadow's blatant disregard of his attack, seemed to be frustrating Albedo. He spared a quick glance at Nigredo, advocating peace like always, before he raised his knife at the Shadow.

"And what would you suggest, Nigredo? Sitting down with a cup of tea and getting all buddy buddy with the fake? It clearly wants me to pick a fight, so why shouldn't I oblige?"

"No that's not what I'm saying. In fact, I would like to point out that so far all he's said are things that certainly sound like they're the case."

This isn't going to go well, Gaignun knows that for sure. Already he can feel a headache brewing at this whole situation.

How like Albedo to get overly frustrated talking to himself. However it's not like the Shadow was completely blameless either, it clearly was provoking Albedo by going for the sore points like a shark.

"Just admit the truth to what I'm saying and we can end this without any further problems for you. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I can't make any promises if you keep this up."

The Shadow turned to give half a glance back at Nigredo, then looked back at its original.

"So just listen to Nigredo for once. You would think you can defeat yourself with brute force, but that isn't the case here."

"Shut up! What would you know? You most certainly aren't me."

Albedo lunged at the Shadow, even as a its expression suddenly darkened. It allowed Albedo's knife to plunge into its chest, only to grab Albedo's arm in return. The electricity that had still been crackling subtly around its hand flared, and Albedo fell to the ground as the lightning set off a wave of muscle spasms.

Albedo, you have forced his hand. Gaignun once again is going to do something drastically stupid in defense of one of his brothers.

"No! That's enough you two!" He said, stepping closer and moving between the combatants. He looked at the Shadow. "You said you wanted to do this with limited injuries. Do NOT make a liar of yourself!"

The Shadow let go of Albedo's arm and backed off slightly, giving Nigredo a harsh glare. "Stay out of this. He's forced my hand this time."

He gestured with a hand and a wave of force crashed into Nigredo, pushing against him in an attempt to get him out of the way.

Albedo forced himself to his feet almost as soon as the current stopped, breathing heavily but refusing to back down.

"Well, we're actually in agreement about something. Get out of the way, Nigredo. There's no room for peace talks here."

Gaignun grunted softly as the wave pushed against him but he stood his ground. You do not push your baby brother around Albedo, he would have thought you'd know that by now.

"That is more then apparent to me, but I will not let you two do as you please!"

If he had his powers from back home, the one that could heal would be missing an arm. Again. However, since he doesn't, something else happened. A horses neigh sounded and the Black Rider appeared behind him, casting Bufu on the shadow. Well now. That was new, but he quickly rolled with it, hoping the distraction was enough to get Albedo out of there.

The Shadow had hardly been expecting Nigredo to manifest his Persona so suddenly and the attack caught it off guard, plunging through a hastily constructed barrier and crashing into it. It hissed in surprise when the attack connected, but the injuries were already healing by the time its gaze fell on Nigredo.

"I told you to stay out of this."

With a wave of one gloved hand, it sent a tongue of fire lashing out in Nigredo's direction.

Albedo couldn't tell you his line of reasoning when he moved, and the truth was he probably simply wasn't thinking. Without hesitation, he stepped in front of the Shadow's attack and was momentarily covered in flame. The attack was relatively weak, but it still left his skin and clothes visibly burned.

"This is between the two of us. Attack him, and I can't properly chide him for interrupting later."

Ok, seeing your brother covered in flame, even if only for a moment is rather distressing. It took Gaignun a moment to realize that he spoke.

"A--- God damn it are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Second heart attack of the night is a go.

The Shadow paused when the attack hit Albedo, hand hovering prepared to launch another attack. Its eyes flitted between the two URTVs, seemingly waiting to decide how to attack next.

The pain of the burns would have likely incapacitated a normal person, but Albedo brushed a finger over his burned flesh with a thoughtful hum, taking in this new sensation of lasting severe pain.

"I already told you, Nigredo. This thing is but a pale imitation of what I used to be. A shadow of myself, even. I doubt I can do that repeatedly, but that attack could only have killed a fragile target."