#(ion: thread)

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"aren't ya, like, a toddler? ain't no way we're bringin' you with us, kid." vicious, agreeing with anise calling ion a baby. but probably not for the same reason.

"You are not incorrect in that statement-" Ion pauses for a moment to pick up his staff. regardless of what Anise or Vicious say, Ion is going to join them.

"but you are also not correct. You could say a replica like myself are two ages at once?"

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Closed starter for @ofroyalcrowns​

     When the clock dings one am Ion doesn’t try to hide his yawn. Surely there is no one awake to hear the overlay tired Fon Master. Every full moon or so he’ll have a visit from Van or Mohs who are also restless. Never for the same reasons as himself, and while they are never his first choice in company, it is nice to have someone to talk to.

      Once the candle light becomes to dim for Ion’s liking he reaches into his desk drawer. Many options come into few, several of which are gifts from Tear and Mrs. Tatlin. After selecting a soft flora scented candle Ion see’s his office door open; But the shape he sees both makes Ion very happy, yet makes his nerves too.

      “Anise? Is everything alright?” Ion stands up from his work desk, careful not to send paperwork flying. “You should be sleeping.”

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Continued from here X @azotas​

     And almost like a chain was just cut free from Ion he pushes himself up. He isn’t sure why or how Sync’s response pissed him off so much, it just did. In truth, Ion is only now just starting to understand and learn about his own emotions. Until he meet Luke everything was face value, because he knew he could be replaced whenever Van please (or so he was told).

       “That is correct, we are made from the source code but that doesn’t make us the same person. You should know that by now sync!” The 7th replica snaps back. And like the foolish man he can be he quickly rushes after Sync.

      Once he he catches up with the other replica he reaches to grab his hand. By now his voice is bouncing and echoing around the vast empty halls, but Ion doesn't care.

      “A-And I won’t shut up! I know you had a much harder life before now, I am not blind or stupid.”

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Continued from here X @originalion​

      He nods to everything the original says. He knows all to well how hard it is to happy, or even fake happiness when you feel horriable. The number of times he lied right to Jade and Anise faces when they asked if he was okay or having fun.

      “Are you feeling better these days?” Ion asks as he kneels down ro check on some of his flowers.

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M!A Toddler Ion for @specialgels​

      There is a loud boom from the Fon Master’s office followed by a high pitched giggle and annoyed groan. Anise scopes up the toddler version of Ion and looks at the mess he made of his desk- break chunks everywhere. How on earth is an actual toddler version of Ion so destructive.

      “Uh...Some help here?” Anise calls out as foot steps come closer and closer.

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M!A Ion starter for @azotas

      The small toddler sucks on his thumb while playing with a few blocks Anise gave him. The strange lady, who felt familiar, had to leave the room. Now of course Ion was not left alone, Sync is with him. The smaller boy picks up a block with the letter “L” on it and offers it to the strange man.

      “Blaw!” He lets out a happy high pitch squeal.

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Here's a Luke lifting up his boyfriend to kiss him

Ion blushes brightly as he is kissed by the love of his life. A gently smile appears on Ion's face after they break the kiss to nuzzle their foreheads together. "Hello Luke. You are in a good mood today I see."

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Small Ion starter for @azotas​

      Before the dust had the chance to clear Ion falls to his knee. Using his trembling arms for support the youngest replica starts coughing. He has been trying to be stronger, to be able to protect himself so Anise has less work, but it is so hard. The moment he casts a single daathic arte Ion loses all strength.

      Until today when he performed a basic arte followed by a daathic arte.

       “O-One moment please, Sync...I need to...” Ion trails off to nearly cough up a lung. “T-To catch my breath...”