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Crowstone:
how's your arm doing?


Pretty terrible. Thanks for asking.

She never did get any painkillers, and it's itching something fierce.

Why did she have to do her laundry tonight?!

Morphimus:
> Bina: Think about what your grandma would do in this situation.


Well she wouldn't give up after just one round of humiliating excess, that's for sure. She'd have gone for at LEAST seven of -

epoxy:
> When you jumped, we could see a point of light above you. It looked important. The only point of light in a black haze tends to look important and hopeful. Can you see that light too?


Huh.

Will you look at that.

Above Bina, in the strange inky blackness, is a tiny dot.



Like a star.


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This is, seriously, the most amazing thing ever. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.