Well, seeing as how I was literally made in a lab and then cooked in an ovum I'll keep my certainty at a steady 65% given the similarities.
I'm the younger sleeker model but I'm also right off the line, by comparison.
And my Orwellian story's a little more visceral than this place is. I couldn't just walk around back home without being treated like a pariah, there were no government rules and regulations to "placate," the people.
[Alec is always down to gossip about Max, but only in the petty inconsequential ways and never at the core of anything - he said he knew Max, Alec's giving the guy some insight. At the expense of himself and a secret, he's kept pretty tongue in cheek since he arrived.
He figures if there's not much more unifying than having the same face- but he could be wrong, and this guy has had it a whole lot longer than he has anyway. Almost twice his age or older, if he had to guess.]
I was. Didn't get the details of Max's childhood, don't want them. Nothing good really comes of discussing the specifics. Different barracks, she got housed with my twin and I was housed elsewhere.
( Tight family units are one thing they have in common and what people who are like them think of them is another. But, this casual, glib back and forth won't get to the heart of any of it.
( a) he has nothing to prove and b) this kid was bred in a lab. he doesn't know what he can do and he's not about to pick a physical fight. dean's great, but a run of the mill vampire also killed him. so fuck you, alec, you get video and not the satisfaction of coordinates.
dean's in his Up apartment, sporting his usual t-shirt-flannel combination. shocking to anyone who does know him. he wears his years along the lines across his forehead and a build he can somehow maintain with the bacon cheeseburgers.
[Alec, also in the up, is in a t-shirt with a jacket over it. Not a lot of luxury despite his designation, mostly because even with a love of excess he's not used to it.
Meeting him face to face was a joke, more of a gotcha than anything else, but now that he's actually looking at the guy he has to confront how weird it all really is.]
I feel like if one of us gets into trouble, both of us might end up paying the price.
[Sure, their friends might be able to peg it and the differences are clear even to him - but people that don't know them? Law enforcement? Alec's guess is as good as his. It's not like this place hasn't made its share of mistakes.]
Her stuff's gone, I've checked up on the network and it says she was sent back. That doesn't mean I trust anything from this place.
All signs point to the better alternative, but that doesn't mean I'm high on the percentage for certainty. There's no real way to follow up on that. If you find out a better way to do reconnaissance, be my guest.
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I'm the younger sleeker model but I'm also right off the line, by comparison.
And my Orwellian story's a little more visceral than this place is. I couldn't just walk around back home without being treated like a pariah, there were no government rules and regulations to "placate," the people.
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Being made in a lab made you a pariah?
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Just to give you some insight on why Max is such a joy to be around.
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You were both bred in labs
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He figures if there's not much more unifying than having the same face- but he could be wrong, and this guy has had it a whole lot longer than he has anyway. Almost twice his age or older, if he had to guess.]
I was.
Didn't get the details of Max's childhood, don't want them. Nothing good really comes of discussing the specifics.
Different barracks, she got housed with my twin and I was housed elsewhere.
Anyway...
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Hold the front door. )
You had a twin?
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Considering we're twinning, yeah, that stuck out
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[no it isn't. alec had to endure so much more because "ben," went crazy.]
i wouldn't exactly call it twinning.
you're past your prime and i'm in peak physical condition.
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or tell me where to meet you
you being mad about it doesn't make it any less true
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dean's in his Up apartment, sporting his usual t-shirt-flannel combination. shocking to anyone who does know him. he wears his years along the lines across his forehead and a build he can somehow maintain with the bacon cheeseburgers.
What now. )
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Meeting him face to face was a joke, more of a gotcha than anything else, but now that he's actually looking at the guy he has to confront how weird it all really is.]
I feel like if one of us gets into trouble, both of us might end up paying the price.
[Sure, their friends might be able to peg it and the differences are clear even to him - but people that don't know them? Law enforcement? Alec's guess is as good as his. It's not like this place hasn't made its share of mistakes.]
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( But he's got the Dean in his twenties lip pursing down pat. )
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( it will not be easy to see you with Backstreet Boy hair, because that is lowest common denominator music, child. )
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[Same head, sort of, but on different shoulders. Gesturing doesn't feel necessary.]
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( Chances are, Dean will get into trouble eventually, but he'd rather it be later. And he doesn't know or trust Alec. He can ask, anyway. )
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( Exactly.
Here, if you fulfill your quota and don't ruffle any feathers, radar won't catch you. )
Did you sign a contract?
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I did, actually, but she went missing or got sent home? I'm not really sure how it works. Better if it's the latter.
Now my time's started over.
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( Say you did more due dilligence. )
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All signs point to the better alternative, but that doesn't mean I'm high on the percentage for certainty. There's no real way to follow up on that. If you find out a better way to do reconnaissance, be my guest.
Her name was Hermione.
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Granger?
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