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[espigeonage]

[This goes up at about three a.m., though obviously it can be seen and replied to at any time.]

Anyone up and on rn? It's got creepy, but I don't think anything can get up here. Anyway. I'm pretty sure this last extra is not about me, because I know what I was like at eight years old. I didn't think things out, I was a *kid*. No one was recruiting me for anything more serious than idk, dodgeball.

Who the fuck asks eight year olds to be field agents? For anything? Especially things that could get them shot or buried alive? Who does that? Even if he *is* this weirdly mature type and apparently not human.

Gah. This might be a good time to go for a run.

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[angelskills]

I have?

[espigeonage]

Sure! You've talked to me, right?

[angelskills]

Yes, but I like talking to you.

[espigeonage]

And I like talking to you, too. It's nice when I'm a little unsettled - grounding, you know?

[angelskills]

Grounding? ... Yes, I think I understand.

[espigeonage]

Right, right! Well, I should figuratively hang up now.

[angelskills]

Yes, right. Um... be careful. And take care.

[espigeonage]

roger that!