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[notwalking]

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Where are they? Where the hell are they. I'm not doing this without them - strike that, I'm doing this either way, but it'll be so much better if they're here. I need Knox to ground me, and I need Neil to, you know, be Neil. Either that, or I need some damn good replacements, because I'm shit without both of them.

The scientists said people could come back. So why isn't he back? It doesn't make sense. I'm here, so they need to be here. Knox, yeah, but especially Neil, so I can punch the stupid shit and tell him not to do it again.

It's not like I haven't thought that it might cause problems. I'll blame his dad 'til I turn blue, but there's no denying he wanted to do it, so bringing him back might screw with his head and

Fuck it, I'm done with this thought process.


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I'm going to the ball. Watch out, ladies.

Captain, when you're free, there's a matter I'd like to discuss.

And for the record, when I'm a supervillain, I prefer rabbits.

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[notwalking]

Now there's a name.

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

Is it bad?

[notwalking]

Nah. I think it's cute. Where are you from?

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

It's a nickname, really.

Ah, the Holy Britannian Empire.

[notwalking]

Really. Mine's Nuwanda. Feel free to use it.

Is that anything like Britain?

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

That's an odd nickname. Is there a story behind it?

I suppose so! Though, we lost the Isles a long time ago.

[notwalking]

Oh, there's a story. Mostly it involves me being a god among mere boys. War paint. Reading poetry in caves. Standing up against the injustices of my school. Virility. Best friend killing himself. Et cetera.

Interesting. I went to London once. Nice place.

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

That sounds ... ah, exciting! How was it unjust?

[notwalking]

Exciting, yeah. Carpe diem.

There were no girls. Let's start there. For the most part, what rubbed me the wrong way was that it's run by hypocritical old bastards who can't remember what it's like to be a boy. They never let anyone think for themselves and fired the best teacher we had. Also, discontinued my newspaper column, the pricks.

Guess it doesn't matter anymore.

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

That's awful. School was mostly good, for me. -- You, ah, rebelled, then? If that's what you meant by standing up against them.

But it should be better here, at least.

[notwalking]

Yeah. Let's just say they expelled me.

Oh, it's better here. Girls, you know? Think I'm going to reform the English program, though. Or just this society...thing that I belonged to. You like poetry?

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

Is it really so different without the opposite sex?

Ah, I suppose so, but I'm awful at understanding them sometimes.

[notwalking]

God, yes. It's completely different. You have no idea unless you've lived it.

Hey, that's what the society is for. You can join when my friends get here and we restart it.

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't be so terrible. Maybe it's a bigger deal for men.

The society?

[notwalking]

Oh, it is.

Mmm. The dead poets. Which is fitting, considering one of us is actually dead now. But this incarnation will include girls.

[asinlessera.livejournal.com]

When your friends come, then!