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[explosivecombat]

[TEXT; LOCKED TO doitrockapella]

The offer for conversation is always open, should you desire to take me up on it; I can't guarantee that I'll respond immediately, nor will it necessarily be the response you want, but I'll always respond in some way.

In the name of enlightened discourse.

Comments

[doitrockapella]

The wolf I dream of is him, not you.

So I suppose that trend you spotted holds true, even there.

[explosivecombat]

Now that I know about that...there's someone from my world who's capable of possessing others and using them as vessels. Obviously, that wouldn't be anything he's capable of here; just the same, I wouldn't want you to strike up any sort of running dialogue with him and find that out about him later.

I'll tell you if I see him; he's been here once before, briefly.

[doitrockapella]

[...Nietzsche are you protecting her—

Man, you are definitely the nicest psychopath in her personal history, seriously.]

During one of those blackouts?

[explosivecombat]

No, properly. He was here properly for a few weeks.

[doitrockapella]

How long ago?

[explosivecombat]

Over a year.

[doitrockapella]

That's something, at least.

[Still not particularly comforting, though.]

Was there more you wanted to know?

[explosivecombat]

Not for the time being.

Was there anything further you wanted me to verify?

[doitrockapella]

There was something.

Что значит мой голос звучать как на вашем радио?

[explosivecombat]

Взрывов.

[doitrockapella]

Теперь я верю, что вы думаете, что я красивая.

[explosivecombat]

Среди других вещей.

[doitrockapella]

You have business to take care of. I should leave you to that.

[explosivecombat]

I'll see you in Mahogany sometime soon.

[doitrockapella]

Maybe. If you know where to look.