Welcome to Gaia! ::

Titatron coming to life and a scene rolling on, of going through a cluttered hall of box trunks and various equipment set against the wall, tables leaning against the wall hall. How boring!
Some tables were set up with refreshments, while others were not. Trash bins could be spotted here and there, where needed.
"Camera Kurt, here!" Came a gruff, but welcoming, disembodied voice! "Your faceless cam interrogator! Now where did I find her..?"
Camera Kurt questioned himself, as the camera movement slowed to a stop. "Ah! Here she is!" In that exclamation, camera panned over to the wall and down toward the floor.

There sitting beside a trash bin, was supposedly a woman! Through the cowl of long black hair, bored blue eyes that gazed back up!
A worn tattered black shirt, for clothing, and peeking out from her cross-legged zebra shorts, were inverse panda slippers!
A partially unwrapped bacon double quarter pounder with cheese burger rose up to her bare lips, as the lipstick terribly missed the mark! Twice!

"Hello! Who are you and how did you get in, creepy homeless lady?!" A boisterous greeting from Camera Kurt!

"Hey!" Shouted out Camera Kurt! "This is my exclusive! Take your business elsewhere!"
Camera Kurt protective and ready to fight for his spot of fame! He must really see something in this story of a bum finding her way into a hallway arena!

Cam panned down to now see this burger chewing woman, peeking past the trash bin, curious on these drama drawing arguments!
Noticing she was being observed from above, blue eyes glanced and went back to something more interesting, than a camera man in dire desperation for a glory scoop!

"Emiko? No.." Camera Kurt vision went from hobo to Key, who was now squinting in recognition!
"That's right! No! I told you two to scram!" Ziiiiip! A blur of the cam lands back on a familiar face, behind the hair and black make up!
This supposed Emiko now was slurping on a chocolate frosty! "Hey! Where'd you get that?!"

Taking a knee and getting at eye level, in front of this odor emitting female, Key began speaking in answer to Eryn Reich.
"Because this is.. Emiko Sone, but younger. I know this, I was her therapist." Turning her head, eyes peering up to Eyrn!
Waiting for this poor hungry Emiko to finish her curly fries!

"M'no.. you weren't. Am her, jus' not my time." Came a careless, full mouth response, from Icky Emiko!

Key's attention pulled back to Stinky E! "..Oh." Was all she could say, before thinking of two more pressing questions!
"Why are you here? And where are you getting this food? I see no bag!"
Eyes scanning for any hidden bag, bulge under shirt or legs? Nothing beside her, behind her back?

Now munching on some royal onion rings, she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. "Sur'dere is." And gave light head nod, to the bin beside her!

Key's eyes widened in deep concerned disbelief, whispering.. "Noo..."

Sure enough, with a single hand, revealing her magic trick, rolling the bin around to expose a property damaged hole in the plastic bin!
Middle of the exposed bag, had been torn open, with some liquids dribbling out against the bin's bottom!

Appalled, Key covering mouth by hand, in disgust! Looking back at Emiko again, who was now squeezing a Diablo sauce packet onto a burrito!
"Oh, nooooo.. Emiko." A saddened and disappointed tone rang low from Key

"Wha'?" Queried a mouth widening Emiko, as the sauced burrito closed in for a tongue docking!

"Emiko! No!" Snatching the gross-uriito from Emiko and tossed it into the open bin!
"Hey." Emiko's brows nudged closer in agitation. Then the burrito rolled out of the torn hole and right back into hand!
"It's fate." Emiko stated, as she looked up from her catch, with a minor sly smirk.

Frowning at her own lack of common sense, Key pushed the bin away to roll a few feet from reach and slapped that contaminated roll of yum, out of hand!

In raised brows, Emiko watched in aghast, as her mystery delight flung out of simple reach! Landing and making a wet 'plop'!
Seething her lowered brows in irritation now, "Rude." commented Emiko.

Not particularly caring how Emiko felt about losing a meal of who knows what sickness, Key retorted, "Nasty."
Getting up off her knee and she took a stand, crossly folded her arms, looking down at this mess of an Emiko.
"Explain yourself. Why are you here and not our Emiko? .. And when, are you from?"

Irritation became evident in this grubby Emiko, as she rose her lower eyelids in narrowing eyes, peering up at Key.
Seconds ticked by of silence, rebelling against one who took her meal. Then an exhale of breath, in concede. A standstill was boring.
"Huu.. Why..? Cuz I wanted to and your Emiko didn't." Shrugging with her response. "Whe-" "Why did you want to?" Key sharply cut Emo Emiko off!

Slightly stunned by the harsh pinpointing, but let it go with an eyeroll and continued. "Ahm from the year thirteen and I don't need this tough cop, soft cop routine."
Emo Emiko sneering now, "Yeah, that's right. I.. am the same Emiko that was in mask, when I took Fox from y'all." Straightening up, she copped an arrogant smile!

"Why di-!" "Ahm! Not, done." Now it was Emo Emiko cutting off and calling the authority! "Cuz, ahm the same timeline Emiko to be sent here at age seventeen."
Leaning back against he brick wall, looking to get comfortable for a long tale! "If ahm going to spill, let's get this right and straight."

Not liking that her interrogation was being taken and run by the interrogated, Key made a feather ruffling boot stomp to the suspects shin!
"Hey!" Came a sparked response! And a comfy seat was out of the question, as Emo Emiko took a fast stand!
"You're the Emily we've had for two years, so what?" Key puffed back at the Emo Emiko, who seemed ready to scrap down with her!
Yet didn't, as her eye's glanced toward the viewers, or more likely, the holder of camera for viewing audience!

Folding her arms in imitation of Key, Emo Emiko thumped her back, back against brick! Residing to continue, be it a little more grumpy on it!
"So, ah was still nineteen when I took Fox and now ahm twenty." Emo Emiko huffed in glare at Key.

Shaking her head in annoyance, "You're not giving me any answeres here. I take it you came back to be held prisoner by me and Reich?" Key pressed for more!
Emo Emiko lowered eyes to floor, biting her lower lip, telling signs; the answer was a big fat no!
Not waiting for another lingering silence, Key snatched Emo Emiko's elbow! "Alright, let's go."

"Okay! Ok.. fine. Ugh, just let go of me.." Protesting and pressured quickly into releasing her secrets so fast!
Emo Emiko, still exhibiting juvenile behavior in confrontation! Yanking her arm free from the grip of unwanted touch!
"You want your Emiko, fine." She crossed her arms, that seemed more hugging of herself, in low eyes, with furrowed brow.
"When ah woke, she was being taken care by medical. After.. she practically lived in the gym. Tried talking to her a couple times."

"And?" Key pried, trying to absorb more! "Didn't really talk, she was more focused on thinking an' lifting."

Dead end. "How are you able to return here, by simple desire? What's your agenda?"

"Ahm hungry.." Went a whine out of Emo Emiko!

Key blinked, anger rising! Not this diversion again!

Feeling the weight of a heavy hand on her shoulder, Key slighted her head in listening and nodded to his directive.

Hearing the words of Reich pressing her interrogator to pass on this, brought a smug smile up on her grimy cheek!
"Oh? Ah'll tag along for some food.. nein or not, soft cop will feed me."

What? Was she for real? Key's blood began to boil, at the idea that Emo Emiko was now playing with her!
Sight of that look upon her dirty face! It was just a game to her! Grinding her teeth, knowing this brat got a 'win' over her!
Not this time! Shame on OG Emiko for turning traitor on her, trading her will and well-being for shortened recovery time!
Now this disgusting ingrate, version of Emiko, was toying with her?! This will not stand!

Key exploded, at this unnecessary input! Slapping a hand in tight grasp across the jaw, shoving Emo Emiko's head against the brick wall!

"Ahh!" Shout in pain and shock! "Tha heil! Lady, don' even know ya! Wha's yur dealll?!"
Emo Emiko writhed against the wall, hands grasping wrist of Key! Skull throbbing, she blinked to clear the fog from her sight!

"Deal is, I know you!" Hissing words of fire, snipping out sharply and tactfully!
"I will rip you piece by piece, right now! Leave you broken, so you can go back to where you came from, piecing yourself back together! Now out with it!"

By look of those fierce eyes, weighing her options in milliseconds, Emo Emiko didn't care to gamble a bluff on it!
"A'ight! Ah took Fox cuz the one in mine died! Ah wasn't ther' when Fox n' Freak won dub-a tag titlez from Hex n' Herly! Cuz ah wuz here! Fox ovadose in title sella-bation!"

Emo Emiko's words mangled, in tossing her bag of secrets, as Key's hand made it tough to speak!
Keeping the intensity, Key moved her assaulting hand, to pull at a handful of hair instead!
"Fox and Freak never won the EWA Tag from Rex and Harli.. cuz you weren't.." Words slowed, as she started to put it together!

"Hhheee..." Emo Emiko painfully winced, as she sucked air, at the pulling of her hair! "Yah, cuz I wasn't there, ya back watered, blinker fluid, lagoon!"
Stating the words Key just got to comprehending and dished out whatever insulting terms she could! Yet continued to spill, with her hair in bind!
"Ah neva' met that drugged up freak, been in EWA, GWF, or that toilet paper promotion of my brother!"
Tapping hands, in pat upon Key's hand went ignored! Not caring how tender that noggin was! How cold!
"He retired and got fat behind a desk! C'mon, let go! I told you! Alright! Wuzn't there to be traded for a mid tier title!"
Tears began forming! Welling up in those beautiful blues! Key wasn't buying those crocodile tears! And so, Emo Emiko kept flowing info!
"Came back to a dead Fox and a Bratty Summers still next to a druggie! Ah took Fox, cuz ahm just trying to get my timeline back on track!"

With that. Key released her oily haired captive, in a step back. Key felt she got her motive.
Taking a step in turn to leave with Reich, at Emo Emiko's relief, Key hesitated. Facing the alternate timeline of Emiko. "Last question."
Key holding her fiercely steel gaze of fire, as she wiped greasy palm against hip.
Emo Emiko took a defensive step back, in caution, as she glared back obscenities' unsaid!

"Why come back? Seems you got your timeline on track. Being sad and all." Key asked, adding a shot against her period of depression.

Daring to raise a bird, yet not enough to stay quiet, Emo Emiko answered in bitter bluntness.
"Fox got law issues. Killed two guys in X2W. Some fire heaven team, Arson 'n Angel. Now ah can't even get a job, as a jobber. Leave me 'lone."

Expression unchanged, Key got what she came for. Like always. Whipping a cold shouler in turn, she stepped back in joining Reich.