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[rookvision]

jacob frye. i’m not here right now, but leave a message and i shall get back to you at the soonest opportunity.

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[rookvision]

No real way to get around it for now? Besides Nocwich and the Horizon, really.

Trust me, I'll hold onto my memory as tightly as I can. As much as I liked the power, some of the person I became—I'd much rather avoid that fate.

[itookashot]

I know, I'm just going to be a whiny bitch about it for awhile first.

I guess it could've been a 'be careful what you wish for' vision for some people. Power in exchange for parts that we wouldn't ordinarily want to lose.

[rookvision]

Ah. I feel like something of a whiny bitch as well—I'll miss the freedom of movement. And the gang.

But it's true enough, what you've said. All that power isn't worth forgetting the people you love so dearly, or the principles you hold yourself to.

[itookashot]

I think we should be allowed to whine all we want, something hijacked our bodies and brains for three weeks. Or eight hundred years, depending.

I lost someone very close to me not that long ago. While I was fine with my god life, it wasn't so bad, losing my memory of her was unacceptable. I'd trade it all for our time together.