-Gracia is outside, singing a little tune to herself as she runs her hands through the grass-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Nope. Power-plays are you bet and you see the bet through.
There's no "bet cancelled" you win or you lose. If neither side wins, then everyone loses and it becomes null. But our bets are usually things that are either one or the other- no inbetween.
But some bets will last a while- 'cause like a spinning coins... even if it looks like you'll get tails, who knows whether it'll turn to heads?
That's why Rayko hasn't been called yet. He's still spinning.
Settling down?
Like finding someone nice, and saying I'm going to stay in one neighborhood again?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOr until he reaches a definite point where there's no real return.
Is pretty much how it is.
'Cause he could still leave if he wanted to.
I've thought about it...
I haven't chosen where I'd pick though.
Probably go somewhere with low crime so I can relax.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post"They're, uh...researching superhuman genetics. When a superhuman needs, well...when they need an organ transplant, or blood, they can't get it from a normal human. Or vice versa. It doesn't work. It'd...it'd save a lot of lives if they could find out how to get around that."
-This seems hard for him to talk about-
Because fundamentally... he's a good person.
Besides. Just- come here for a second. Let me write down a little secret for you...
Rather than say it out loud.
Well- by the time I settle, I might have enough money to live off of interest.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

... Me and Solomon investigated some noises in the woods, which turned out to be Frieza, When we got caught I suggested I distract him while he did a sneak attack. But...
... I got my head cut off and I blacked out for a while. And when I woke up... I—I left him a wreck...
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