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etraya2024-07-06 12:14 pm
keepgodwaiting) wrote in etraya2024-07-06 12:14 pmEntry tags:
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For the love of god someone tell me there's dry cleaning around here
keepgodwaiting) wrote in etraya2024-07-06 12:14 pm
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It was nice. I mean, it is, but now we're here and his life has taken a turn.
[ A seriously romantic one, from the looks of it. ]
Anyway, my life is my own, here or otherwise.
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Sure. It bloody well better be.
I don't know yet if this place has the same number of immortals that the last place did, but you might find a few more people with shared life experience than normal.
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Your probably right. Though, I still find it hard to mention it. Old habits, I guess.
[ A faint smile. ]
God, we only just met but it feels familiar talking to you. Strange.
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Yeah, well. I've seen your guts, you've yelled at me like you're my dad. You met my ancestor, I met -- you. Evens out to a bit of familiarity.
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[ But it all feels familiar to him, as well, even if it shouldn't. ]
So the City was a simulation? Is there anything else about it I should know?
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I'm not sure, [ slowly, thoughtfully. ] I start telling you about what that other you did, I'm not sure your life will still be totally your own.
Let me ask you this. What do you make of this place? The "saving the universe" bit?
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I guess I don't really want to know too much about the other me.
[ Hob might start second guessing himself and who he really is based on the other's actions. ]
I'm not sure I believe the whole 'universe ending' thing, or that some need to die so others can live. I don't trust the ones holding us here.
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Nor should you, I'd say. People who pick you out to do their dirty work without asking aren't very trustworthy.
Far as we could tell, that's what happened in the City. I still don't know how they got hold of us from all over the different planes of existence, and I don't know where we actually were -- our bodies -- but I know they thought picking us up and dropping us into their scenarios without so much as a by-your-leave would solve their problems. And now here we are again.
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[ If this were something like that, it would easily explain how everything can change so suddenly in this world. ]
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[ A shrug. ]
I can do proper magic, here. There it was like trying to suck a golf ball through a garden hose.
[ jo pls is that the simile you want to commit to ffs ]
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Then maybe it isn't. Still, it's a lot to adjust to.
[ One can lump the new world, the mission, and everything he's learned about Dream and the City into that one remark. It's a lot. ]
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[ She heaves a sigh, sips her coffee. ]
How do you feel?
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[ How does he feel? ]
Small. It's hard to figure out what I'm doing here when there are such spectacular fighters among us.
And.. maybe a little lonely.
[ Which is kind of ironic, he supposes. ]
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If we're supposed to be making a case for where we come from -- I'd rather have you representing home. If that's any consolation.
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That's kind of you to say. I've made plenty of mistakes, though. Everyone has. I just hope they won't be held too harshly against us.
Call it a wrap?
From your lips, Gadling. Let's hope.
Re: Call it a wrap?