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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.

Comments

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[a_favor_now]

How inconvenient for you. It's not like you can avoid such things.

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[impure_tale]

You've read my file. Need that even be said?

[He shakes his head.]

Do you have a true form? Or one you prefer over all others?

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[a_favor_now]

I do. I'd show you, but I seem to be unable to access it.

[And he's clearly not happy about it.]

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[impure_tale]

And how came you to be in such a form? To clarify: Were you born that way? Are there others like you that also look like that?

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[a_favor_now]

I don't know.

[Simple and to the point. It doesn't even bother him.]

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[impure_tale]

No, I don't imagine you put much time to the mystery of your being.

Your question, dear.

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[a_favor_now]

Actually, you asked me two questions. And don't call me that.