azuremagma | (no subject)

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So, y'know what I've found out over the last few fuckin' days? It takes more energy ta keep a body goin' than I've been gettin' the last few months.

Idiot, get over 'ere 'fore I die 'gain.

Or, y'know, a few of ya faggots can come and duel me. That's awesome too.

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Why do you need my idiot.

For his body.

I have many things going through my head.

The main question though is whether this'd be permanent or not.

I dunno.

GODDAMNIT ISABEL.

...What the fuck 'as blondie gotta do with this?

She asked me what the hell we should do if this stunt was ever pulled.

And now because I thought about it and couldn't come to an answer this is happening.

I think I'm going to default to my first reaction though.

...Not like I can do shit with 'im like 'e is now!

... okay good that means I don't need to scream and kill off what's left of my lungs that works.

... Actually the creep's right, is there any other way to help this?

I mean, as much as I'm freaking out here I'd prefer you not die.

Okay that works.

Where do you want me.

Far away from whatever sappy shit ya and yer moron are doin'.

Go get laid an' talk ta me after.

I have no idea what to say to that but that's only because I'm slowly becoming incredibly unsure at to where it's gonna lead anyway.

However, I will. In the morning.

Afternoon. Ya need yer beauty rest after long nights of lesbian sex.

As soon as you get enough energy to handle it, I'm blasting you.

I DIDN'T KNOW I DIDN'T KNOW I SWEAR TO GOD I DIDN'T KNOW

If you ever have the idea to ask about a what-if situation like that I'd suggest keeping it quiet.

I think the rest of the universe conspires against something once it's mentioned.

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