eight. audio & spam. funnyman, gotta try to be something wonderful.

[indispensible]

James Stark is in a coma.

[She sounds completely unmoved by this. Entirely. (She shouldn't have used his first name. He'd be upset.)]

[She almost hangs up, then:]

Does anyone want to spar?

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. . . What do you do? When this happens. How do you . . .

[Not go crazy. Not feel guilty.]

What do you do?

open spam } CES

[For anyone who wants to spar, Vin will be in the CES, having Clifford throw large objects into the air for her to fling coins at and shatter out of recognition. The air is full of falling ash, mist curling under her feet, but the trees and the land are green. She doesn't know what to make of it, and therefore doesn't think about it.]

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[strangehistorian]

If you think it will help.

[Chromie's gods are certainly real; there is proof positive of this. But their eyes are not on the proverbial sparrow. Creating worlds was a large enough job without also nursing them. One's fate is one's own.]

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[indispensible]

I don't.

[She doesn't think anything will help.]