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[impure_tale]

[The Marquis has never looked so reserved.]

That wasn't quite like the "comas" I have had before, though I will not lie and say I am not grateful it took me this time. I think...I rather think that my other self is dead. Moreso than usual, I mean.

Perhaps they finally tired of him. It would have to happen sooner or later, oui? 

[He shakes his head and changes the subject. It's clear this has left him a little melancholy at the very least.]

...But best not to linger on such things. I'm sure many are in recovery, and others are new and likely very confused besides. What a poor first impression that place would have made!

It would also appear that the Admiral has wasted no time in sending me back to work. [He brings his new file to bear.]

Who, here, is Dark Heart, and can you do me the kindness of explaining to me what, exactly, a Care Bear is?

[ADDED LATER]

Admiral, as per usual, please deliver a copy of my file to Dark Heart's cabin.

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[mightthinkthat]

[Francis, not having had children, but is still a representative of parents who had, has heard of care bears, but has no concept of the context, except to boggle slightly.] I didn't recall you there, but I should think I was rather restless.

[impure_tale]

I like the old fool a good deal more than I like myself at times. He's a mad old goblin but I have to admire his integrity.

I hope he's well.

...As well as can be expected in that place.

[mightthinkthat]

Completely dreary and pointless. I can't see why anyone goes there willingly, even if it were not held together with spit and some string.

[impure_tale]

He certainly wasn't willing. I am -- that is, he never graduated.

[mightthinkthat]

Quite the achievement. [Still, not exactly helpful to himself.]