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Feb. 29th, 2012 10:37 pmWhen next I visit Paviche I am going to have some very strong words for him. and a well-oiled belt if I'm to have my way
One does not come to realize how much they miss their voice until they haven't one at all. I have learned this time and again, usually metaphorically, but now quite literally. Fear not, my darlings -- though the fear of death is forever absolute in this place the after-effects, however unpleasant, are so blessedly temporary.
Now if only the dreams were as well.
(OOC: The Marquis had his throat ripped out in port, so he cannot speak and will not be able to for a few days yet. Him sads D: Infirmary people may spam with him but remember he can't do much more than talk-wheeze in short spurts.)
One does not come to realize how much they miss their voice until they haven't one at all. I have learned this time and again, usually metaphorically, but now quite literally. Fear not, my darlings -- though the fear of death is forever absolute in this place the after-effects, however unpleasant, are so blessedly temporary.
Now if only the dreams were as well.
(OOC: The Marquis had his throat ripped out in port, so he cannot speak and will not be able to for a few days yet. Him sads D: Infirmary people may spam with him but remember he can't do much more than talk-wheeze in short spurts.)