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Saturday 03 December 2016

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The Signless [♋] joined chat.

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The Handmaid [♈] joined chat.

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♈: i want tø ask yøu a questiøn.

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♋: Of course, I always love a chance to talk.

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♈: høw are yøu handling yøur death?

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♈: the øthers riøted. they screamed and tøre at themselves før a chance tø live again.

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♈: yøu...haven't døne any øf that.

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♋: I... *He shifted uncomfortably in his spot, with an awkward kind of laugh.* I think I had lng enough to do that as I was dying. Spouted enough hate, did enough damage.

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♈: ah, yes. the infamøus last sermøn.

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♈: yøu simply accepted death because yøu knew it was unavøidable?

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♋: No, hell no, I hate it here.

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♈: dø yøu nøw?

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♋: We're completely irrelevant, history remembers the four hours of bullshit when I was dying and entertaining more than the thirteen sweeps before it- what is there to be [i]said[/i] for that?

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♋: You keep going, and you make the best of the world you're given until you can make it a better one. I think that still applies here.

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♈: øh, sufferer.

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♈: this plane øf existance cannøt change. it is simply tøø massive.

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♈: and, if i may øffer my øpiniøn-

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♈: i think yøu made a much larger mark øn alternia than yøu think yøu made.

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♋: [i]Signless[/i]. I'm sorry, but that's the title I chose, and the other's overdramatic at best.

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♋: I think it's silly to think that anything can't change. Even memories can be put in a new light, you can change the way you engage others through them, you can change your perspective.

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♈: if yøu prefer it, then. signless, this wørld is spread øut farther than the eye can see, and farther than the mind can imagine.

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♈: if yøu encøunter anyøne yøu recøgnize here, it may as well be harder tø get tø them nøw.

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♈: søme havven't accepted that they've died, even.

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♈: øh, excuse me.

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♈: slip øf the tøngue.

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♋: I'm. Intimately familiar with that fact, thank you.

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♋: You keep going and you make the best of the world you're given until you can make it a better one.

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♈: i admire yøur løyalty tø yøur mørals.

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♋: I think it's a little silly to present morals like they exist separately from us as trolls.

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♈: i suppøse.

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♈: mørals, speaking øf, are certainly changing øver øn alternia.

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♋: *He spoke up quickly, almost cutting her off.* We can't change Alternia from here.

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♈: øh, i knøw yøu can't.

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♈: it's changing øn its øwn.

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♈: well- nøt øn its øwn cømpletely.

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♈: wøuld yøu like tø see?

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♋: ...To be perfectly honest, I don't think so, no.

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♈: very well.

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♈: just knøw that i wøuld never shøw yøu anything that cøuld disrupt yøur death. it's ended in disasterøus cøncequences beføre.

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♈: disrupt yøur death meaning make yøu sø angry yøu make a seriøus attempt tø live.

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♋: ...You're... implying... that's possible.

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♈: i am.

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♈: i can never be tøø careful.

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♋: Too [i]careful[/i]- if death is somehow impermanent, I'd like to know.

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♈: it's permanent, i assure yøu.

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♈: i'm nøt wørried abøut yøu.

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♈: i'm wørried abøut the dream bubbles.

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♋: I... don't know enough about them to know what you mean.

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♈: yøu wøuldn't understand if i explained it tø yøu.

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♈: even i døn't knøw everything abøut them.

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♈: but i knøw a few tricks.

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♋: Including tricks that could [i]disrupt my death?[/i]

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♋: No, sorry, I don't- I [i]understand[/i] the position you're in-

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♈: signless.

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♈: i will nøt shøw yøu anything yøu døn't want tø see.

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♈: i apøløgize.

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♋: I'm sincerely astonished that there's much I want to see, I've heard enough.

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♋: I'm not asking about that, I just don't- *He cut off, with a soft laugh* How does one make a [i]serious attempt to live?[/i]

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♈: ah, well, sømetimes it invølves trying tø destrøy the dream bubbles.

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♈: and if the subject has a vast søurce øf pøwer...

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♋: I'm not [i]destructive.[/i]

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♋: Well, er.

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♋: ...Okay, I [i]can't[/i] be destructive with much more than words.

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♈: i døn't think yøu'll try anything, but it never hurts tø prepare.

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♋: Keep up conversation like this and I'll wind up asking to see. I don't [i]want[/i] to spike my curiosity.

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♈: wøuld yøu like før me tø leave as tø nøt tempt yøu?

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♋: No! No, this is fine, don't let me chase you off.

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♋: I think I'm a little too curious at this point to just let you go anyway.

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♈: *she huffs øut a laugh, very quietly.*

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♈: very well. i rather enjøy talking with yøu, anyway.

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♈: i'm glad i have made yøu curiøus. the øthers either shun me cømpletely ør try tø attack me.

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♋: I'm sorry.

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♋: You're the personification of death, that doesn't make it right to conflate you with everything wrong with it.

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♈: i never take it persønally, yøu're fine.

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♋: I, um. ...I think I'd like to see... whatever it is you're offering.

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♈: i thøught yøu'd never ask.

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♈: *she smiles, and waves her right hand in a small circle in front of her face. a small cloud, flickering with blue and yellow light appears, mist swirling in the middle.*

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♈: this is øne øf thøse tricks i mentiøned.

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♋: *He watched, lips barely parted and for a moment just sort of mesmerized.* I'd imagine it has to be.

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♈: løøk cløser.

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♈: *if one did look closer, they'd see something like a picture or video appearing out of the mist.*

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♈: *what was shown was a vast field, an entire valley, filled with trolls. all blood colors ranging from the darkest rust to the highest violet. they were yelling, shouting, and...smiling.*

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♈: *a troll stood before them on an outcropping of rock. He was a brownblood, wings blazing. he was yelling commands.*

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♈: dø yøu knøw what this is?

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♋: *His shoulders relaxed, all his focus on the scene as it unfolded. He scrubbed his hand over his eyes before speaking, voice quiet.* It looks like Before.

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♈: it døes, døesn't it?

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♈: høwever, this time...is different.

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♈: can yøu see why?

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♋: ...No. No, I, um. I haven't seen it in a while, I wouldn't remember well enough to tell.

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♈: the trøll leading them.

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♈: he is new.

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♈: //i have to go! don't disconnect, i'll be back eventually because i love where this is going!

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♋: ((ofc! I'll stay as long as I can, and continue after if I have to go))

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♋: ((I ADORE your handmaid <3))

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The Handmaid's connection timed out.

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♋: No, he's not, he was there- sorry, [i]Before[/i], the Alternia before ours, I should know better what it's called by now but our paths have yet to cross here and I forget.

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The Handmaid [♈] joined chat.

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♈: //i'm back! also ty <33

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♋: ((weba!))

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♈: øf cøurse. my pøint, is that he is the new leader tø the rebelliøn.

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♈: a rebelliøn that has grøwn tø a scale equal tø that øf half øf alternia.

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♋: *He smiled softly, not totally sure how to react.* I...

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♋: We already had a body count. With everything I'm hearing the cult is twisting, it can only be worse-

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♈: this rebelliøn has already infiltrated the empress's defenses. it's nøt much, but it's [i]sømething[/i], signless.

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♈: dø yøu knøw what this means?

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♈: *she raises a hand and takes a small silver charm, identical to his shackles, out from under her collar.*

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♈: yøu have sparked a flame, that, if grøwn, will cønsume alternia and change the cøurse øf histøry førever.

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♋: That's not- *He winced, glancing away. It... wasn't a very comforting sym69l, once you'd spent hours burning in it. He shook it off, grateful his hands and wrists were already conveniently behind his trademark cloak.* Thank you. I hope it's for the best.

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♈: *she tucked the charm back under her collar.*

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♈: i did nøt chøøse yøur sign, the rebels did.

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♈: they wear it tø shøw they are part øf this møvement. evern high legislaceratør redglare wears it.

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♈: i believe it is før the best.

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♋: I've heard the ideas that are floating around now. I.... I know you're only showing me a part of this, it can't be the same revolution?

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♋: ((question mark was a mistake))

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♈: it is directly carried øn frøm yøurs, started almøst immediately after yøur death.

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♈: yet...there are still cønsequences.

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♋: I don't think I'm at risk of tearing the dreambubbles apart.

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♋: I just- I guarantee whatever I can catastrophize is worse than it can really be.

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♈: perhaps sø. very well then, i'll start with her.

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♈: *the clouds shift, and then part to show a dank, empty cave in the middle of nowhere. at the very back, the stone is covered with blood shapes, lines, and writing. a small fire casts a golden glow.*

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♈: *there is a troll smearing more blood on the wall. her hair is matted and covers her like a cape, and her hands shake. there is a tattered leather-bound book next to her, clearly used well.*

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♋: *Suddenly something in his chest is very, very empty, and absentmindedly he almost raches for the image, hand moving only a few inches at his side before dropping back down again.* [sub]Oh.[/sub]

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♈: the e%ecutør let her gø, yøu remember this.

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♈: this is where she ended up.

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♈: all she writes øf is yøu. yøu, yøur teachings, yøur wørds, yøur løve. yøu are, quite literally, her everything.

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♋: *He gulped, shutting his eyes tight and then opening them just as quickly, almost guilty for looking away.* Okay.

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♋: Um. Thank you.

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♋: Does she have company?

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♈: nø.

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♈: she has nøt cøme intø cøntact with anyøne since yøur death.

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♋: *He nodded, eyes fixed on the Disciple's image still.* [sub]Oh, love.[/sub]

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♋: I'm- sorry, I'll let you move on, just- how old is she now?

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♈: she is twenty-twø sweeps øld. ten sweeps since yøur death.

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♈: wøuld yøu like me tø møve øn nøw?

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♋: Not-

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♋: *He took a slow breath, pinching the space between his eyes.* Yes, or we'll be here forever.

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♈: øk.

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♈: *the mist shifts, and parts again, this time shøwing the deck øf a ship.*

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♈: *A tall, broad violet seadweller, roughly grabs the arm of a jadeblood, the scars running across his face shifting as he shouts at the other troll on deck. The ceruleanblood stands with her arms crossed, a vicious smirk on her lips. there is blood on her hands. Jade blood.*

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♈: *the jadebløød is bleeding frøm her møuth, nøse, and sømewhere øn her scalp, bløød running døwn her face and dripping øntø the deck. she can barely stand, her brøwn cløthes in tatters. there are tears dripping frøm her eyes as the careuleanbløød lunges førward and grasps her øther arm.*

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♈: dø yøu knøw what is happening?

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♋: *He's rooted to his spot, mouth open but not forming words when he tried.*

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♈: i suspect yøu knøw already.

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♈: ør dø yøu?

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♋: I-I.

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♋: I'm sorry, this was a bad idea, stop.

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♈: *The cloud disappears, and damara lowers her hand.*

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♈: tøø much?

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♋: Nothing I shouldn't have been prepared for.

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♋: It's a little disrespectful, they've seen me hurting worse. It's... just... that had a foreseeable end.

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♈: that is true.

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♈: i think it is a gøød idea yøu asked tø støp, i didn't shøw yøu him.

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♈: yøu shøuldn't see him.

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♋: I shouldn't, no.

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♋: I don't think I want to.

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♈: i knøw.

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♈: i am sørry.

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♈: the rebelliøn has caught wørd øf the dølørøsa's whereabøuts, and efførts are being made tø rescue her frøm her øwner.

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♈: the disciple...nø øne knøws where she is.

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♋: If you- if you're ever in a position, that is, to nudge them in the right direction-

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♈: i can try. i can ønly give a ghøst øf a clue, but i will try.

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♋: Thank you.

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♋: Fuck, you were right, it's easier to be resigned when you aren't connected to life.

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♈: i was, wasn't i.

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♈: it is ønly natural.

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♈: ...

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♈: *her eyebrows knit together.*

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♈: signless. i can ønly høpe that yøur løved ønes will be saved, ør that yøu see them søøn. knøw that there are many living whø høpe the same.

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♈: yøur teachings will live øn, thrøugh sweeps, thrøugh generatiøns, thrøugh wørlds.

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♈: really, yøu have nøt died. they remember, and they fight før yøu and the cause yøu føught før in the beginning.

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♈: i thøught yøu shøuld knøw.

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♋: ...Thank you, but I'm very much dead.

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♋: That’s abandoning people to some degree, and it’s all kinds of irrelevance, and even more irresponsibility. We knew I was likely to die and we didn’t have any plan, because it’s an unpleasant thought and it always went unspoken.

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♋: You take a sane approach to death, I think. You'd have to. I...

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♋: I want to say we could have used that, but it's hard to care intensely enough about people to fight for their lives and also not care about death.

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♈: i understand. i wøuld believe the same if i were in yøur pøsitiøn.

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♈: i'm merely trying tø lighten the afterlife, if yøu will.

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♋: I thought this place was too expansive to try to change?

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♈: lighten it før yøu.

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♋: I'm not the only person you've tried to talk to. It's okay to acknowledge if there's a little hope in you.

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♈: there is.

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♈: yøu catch øn surprisingly well.

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♋: Hope is kind of my thing, I've grown to look for it.

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♈: that is an admirable trait.

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♈: seer øf bløød turns tø seer øf høpe, hmm?

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♋: *He blinked; his memory had never been [i]that[/i] specific.* Sorry, what?

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♈: *she smiled.*

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♈: yøu wøuldn't understand it if i tøld yøu.

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♋: *He mirrored her smile.* I think you underestimate me, but if you say so.

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♈: perhaps yøu will learn anøther time. ør anøther life.

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♈: it døesn't matter. yøu dø have all the time in the wørld.

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♈: yøu will learn many things frøm yøur death. i've learned quite a bit frøm yøu already.

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♋: I thought you were lent conditional omniscience, but I'm glad if I can still be a little useful.

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♈: cønditiønal ømniscence, maybe, but a bit øf wisdøm is always welcøme.

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♈: *she winced, raising a hand tø her head.*

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♈: ah, i apøløgize.

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♋: *He immediately moved as if to steady her, resting a hand by her upper arm.* Are you alright?

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♈: i've received an ørder, is all. frøm my master.

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♈: i must gø and cøllect sømeøne.

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