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capeandcowl2012-06-21 10:10 pm
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[ It's around 8AM when the audio clicks on, catching the half of the tired sigh from Kate and the quiet noise of something sizzling on a stove. ]
Today marks a whole year since I was ported into the City. People tend to say congratulations or happy anniversary when it happens, but I never understood what there is to congratulate.
You'd think you'd have something insightful to say when you hit the one year mark, like some of the others. But it doesn't feel that much different than yesterday or a year ago. Maybe time went by too fast to notice.
[ There's a long pause, as if she might actually say something of worth, but she ends the feed there. ]
Today marks a whole year since I was ported into the City. People tend to say congratulations or happy anniversary when it happens, but I never understood what there is to congratulate.
You'd think you'd have something insightful to say when you hit the one year mark, like some of the others. But it doesn't feel that much different than yesterday or a year ago. Maybe time went by too fast to notice.
[ There's a long pause, as if she might actually say something of worth, but she ends the feed there. ]
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[ She hates time shenanigans... ]
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Did time fly by for you?
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You ever been home yourself?
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Would you want to? If you came back after?
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[ But it could be a while before they ever get out of here... ]
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How are you doing?
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What about you?
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What was the theme?
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omg dw ate my tag no ;o;
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cries into felicia's bosom ;o;
gently strokes hair
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