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[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

*Lux is outside... blowing shit up with fonic artes. Is very bored, please help*

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[hymnotic]

That's productive...

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

Mmm! Make me feel a bit better.

[hymnotic]

...strange way to make yourself feel better.

[obsidianmotion]

At least all the drecks aren't as destructive as you.

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

Eh, whatever works.

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

What?

[obsidianmotion]

And most aren't so deaf, either.

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

What makes you think you can call me dreck, replica?

[hymnotic]

Hm. I guess so...

[obsidianmotion]

Perhaps it is different where you're from, but I am the original. Not the replica.

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

Not like I have anything else to do before I die.

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

So? Dreck looks like dreck to me.

[hymnotic]

...

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

What?

[hymnotic]

...die...?

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[hymnotic]

How?

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

... how do you think?

[hymnotic]

...

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

So. Yeah. Dunno when, but hey, at least I've lasted longer than the rest.

[hymnotic]

That's...

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

And when I go out, it'll be with a smile.

[hymnotic]

Without even trying to see if there's a way to prevent it.

[ofbrightlight.livejournal.com]

*snort* Uh, you think we haven't been doing that?

[hymnotic]

Then why the hell are you accepting it so easily if you've been looking for a way?