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Jon nodded as he navigated his way through the busy streets.

Sounds good to me. We'll meet up if that's the case, because I'm going to where she is. Jon rounded a corner and slammed into a young fellow who appeared to be in a hurry. The impact sent Jon flying backwards into a lamppost. His head smacked into the post and he winced in pain, rubbing the spot to make it feel better. It hurt twice as much as it would have, considering it was the same spot he hit not too long ago.

"Ouch...that didn't feel too good." The young man approached him and bowed in apology, then extended a hand to help him up.

"I'm very sorry. I'm in a hurry to get home and I wasn't paying attention." Jon grabbed the young fellow's hand and pulled himself up. The lift was surprisingly light, meaning the man had to be of above average strength.

"It happens. I've got bad luck with hitting my head, so it seems." Jon chuckled, lifting his hat up just a bit to really massage the wound. Bad move on Jon's part though, because his hat fell forwards. Thankfully Jon caught it and returned it to its rightful place in a quick manner, but not before showing what he had hidden underneath to the fellow who just helped him up.

"Uh...what are those?" The young man pointed to the top of Jon's head, where he had seen two white hornlike protrusions just a few moments before.

"Well...yeah, about that," Jon laughed nervously, "forget you saw those, please. These things have caused me a bit of trouble." The man stared at Jon, dumbfounded. This could be a bad thing, especially if he's familiar with Diclonius.

"I think I've heard something somewhere about individuals with horns on their heads, or the possibility of it. Can't remember it, though." The man stroked his chin. Thank god, Jon sighed in relief. The man looked at his watch and gasped.

"s**t! I've gotta go! See ya!" The man broke into a run and bolted down the sidewalk, narrowly avoiding some of the pedestrians along the way. All Jon could do was wave, but he was around the corner before Jon could so much as lift his hand.

Jon resumed his backtrack and finally returned to his Lancia, which was parked right as he left it. He unlocked the door and gently sat in the driver's seat, making sure everything was in order before he took off.

((im srry you guys i havent been on in so long))

C.C looked out, sinking into her low Conciousness out of boredom, thinking of what was happening around her.
Memorys over wheled her that second, all not her's though.. Shions memorys of being locked up, of her memories loving people, but also the torture she felt.
C.C opened her eyes quickly, realizing it was only a nightmare.. or.. maybe it wasnt she thought.
"Shion.. That girl.."

On the road and headed back towards the warehouse, Jon suddenly felt a need to get in touch with Ayane and the others.

"How's everything on your end?

"So, what are you gonna do?" Toshiro asked Ayumi, wondering what she was gonna say.

He held her shoulders "Are you alright?"

"Don't be sorry. It's alright. " He smiled and kissed her cheek lightly.

He smiles. "So what are we gonna do from here?"