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[unobtainableredemption]

This is Kaine. I'm clearly not here so leave a message.

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[Arches an eyebrow at the word "caretaker." Christ, is taht really what he is?]

There was a girl just as annoying back home that stayed with me, if that's what you're implying.

[imaginate]

[Step carefully, Rayner...]

Kids, right?

[metaphorical elbow to the ribs of someone who commiserates...?]

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You have a kid? [Poor kid.]

[imaginate]

[Kyle.. actually pouts.]

Had. Several.

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So... what? You're a deadbeat dad? Or your kids keep dying?

[imaginate]

[Far from getting angry at being told his "kids" died, Kyle actually just. Facepalms. This entire situation is ridiculous and it's not lost on him.]

No, dude. They grew up. Freaky space thing.

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...What? [Inwardly sighs. Why is all of this bullshit suddenly in his life?]

[imaginate]

[Kind of what happens when you're from comics, except it never seems to occur to anyone that this is all preposterous.]

They grew up.

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[Yeah, see, despite being a clone, he managed to avoid most of his bullshit his entire life.]

I got the birds and the bees part.

[imaginate]

... Good luck.

[Seriously. Kyle's not about to wish teenagers on anybody, not even his enemies.]

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[Mumbles] At least they don't hover off the bed exorcist style.

[imaginate]

[what are you mumbling and why...]

Hm?

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Nothing.