Vash's face falls a little bit. His friend doesn't remember him and it hurt. He knows it's not the first and this won't likely be the last time it happens.
Then his smile comes back in full force. "Yeah, I do have pretty strange hair, huh?" He steps out of the way of the produce. "Let's try again! Hi! I'm Vash!"
"Not the worse one..." Marcus paused in his tomato picking to look Vash up and down. "You just look like a punk. Don't see many of those around here."
Marcus didn't offer his own name, nor seemed to be affected by that brilliant sunshine smile this Vash was shining upon him. For all his intentions, he thought the conversation was over until he realized Vash was still standing there. "What, are you looking for my autograph or something?"
"What? An autograph? Why'd I want one of those?" He blinks in confusion for several moments. "I mean, I know you're a good detective and all, but do detectives usually give out autographs?"
Now it was Marcus' turn to look confused again. "Detective? I haven't been one of those since I came here."
He peered at Vash again. "You're really not a fan? Of my channel." Which really made Marcus confused where this one would know him from. "Are you from Earth? Did I arrest you before?"
"Before? But I never left." Marcus continued giving Vash a confused look before he tilted his head. "Are you confusing me with like... I don't know, a twin or something? I've heard about those. Some people say they have one. It's all weird."
Slowly Marcus nodded. "Yeah, it's on Dualcam.com. It's a bit niche, but I've got followers."
"Oh, Dualcam." Vash feels his stomach drop. He knew of those clones and he always thought the clones vanished when the originals did. What he's most worried about what sort of things this Marcus might be doing. "What sort of things do you do on your show?"
"A niche fetish... You probably don't want to know if you haven't seen it." Plus, how was Marcus supposed to explain snuff porn in the middle of convenience store market, even if it did belong to Duplicity. There was still a modicum of propriety for some things.
"You've heard of it though, Dualcam. It makes my living, so can't say it's too bad."
"Yeah, I've heard of it. I have a clone that runs a show and they--" Vash's face pulls into a hard line. "--it's a rough show. I hope yours isn't so painful."
Rather than responding, it got Marcus to raise his eyebrows instead. The lack of answer might be answer of itself. "You probably won't be a fan then," he said with a shrug and continued picking up his produce. "So. You knew that other me. That's weird, but not much more than finding myself in a sex city who needs niche porn stars."
"No one gets hurt," Marcus said, his tone flat. If Vash recalled how the Marcus he knew had been when he first joined Subversion, this was reminiscent of it, but slightly worse.
There was just something not only unwelcoming with it, but he it was as if his soul was dead inside too. "It's all just movie magic."
Marcus gave the other a long look, then shrugged his shoulders. "Remember you asked. I make snuff films." Of himself. Technically, no one else gets hurt.
"Then you're killing people!" Vash sounds shocked because he is. He didn't think Marcus would be going around killing people. "How is that not hurting people!?"
Marcus was quick to shake his head. A single solid shake, then moving on like he didn't just talk about murder fetishes. "Of myself. Like I said, movie magic." Not at all.
"There's a market for people who like extreme kinks, I'm sure you already know that." They were in Duplicity after all, it was impossible that blondie, Vash, would not know. "I'm extremely good at... creating my own death." Since what sort of films he made was public knowledge, Marcus didn't try to hide it.
Marcus laughed then, a sudden ugly laugh that was empty and hollow. If he would only be so lucky. "You worry too much, blond. Is it your style to worry about about every person you meet?"
"Really? No. Most people don't give a flying fuck. There's the police, which is their job to make sure things go right. Doesn't mean they care." Marcus' brows creased a little on his otherwise stoic expression. "Well, you shouldn't. And you don't have to. I'm always fine."
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Then his smile comes back in full force. "Yeah, I do have pretty strange hair, huh?" He steps out of the way of the produce. "Let's try again! Hi! I'm Vash!"
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Marcus didn't offer his own name, nor seemed to be affected by that brilliant sunshine smile this Vash was shining upon him. For all his intentions, he thought the conversation was over until he realized Vash was still standing there. "What, are you looking for my autograph or something?"
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He peered at Vash again. "You're really not a fan? Of my channel." Which really made Marcus confused where this one would know him from. "Are you from Earth? Did I arrest you before?"
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Slowly Marcus nodded. "Yeah, it's on Dualcam.com. It's a bit niche, but I've got followers."
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"You've heard of it though, Dualcam. It makes my living, so can't say it's too bad."
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There was just something not only unwelcoming with it, but he it was as if his soul was dead inside too. "It's all just movie magic."
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