-nods-
Now- as it stands, I'll be heading out.
Track down a few more books -pats the satchel on the table- And enjoy the outdoors around here.
Writing in the cool air.
So, take good care of yourself, and all that.
And I shall deliver to you- some more books at a later juncture.
-as he dematerializes, with his journal-
Gotta sleep.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOh, they're... well, I only met them yesterday.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Ges is still here, though.
So uh...
...
Yeah.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(Do you know that look people get sometimes where you can tell they are judging you?)
(This girl is judging the fuck outta you, Hennie.)
...Was I unheard just then? Don't tell me this otherwise productive day has just been an especially vivid dream.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Uh... I went to be with the Autobots for a while. Fighting their war. Sort of.
I still haven't... killed anyone.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Right, I reckon I'll be safe.
It's not so much the whole rottin' flesh thing that gets me. It's that... they're really malevolent. Like some sorta otherworldly evil force, not just mindless brain chompers. I reckon there's more of the mindless kind, here, though.
@Julie: Alrighty then. Seeya 'round.

So is that a yes?
dead devotion