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[halfagirl]

[ the feed opens to a view of the dying sunset and stays that way for a minute or so, until the sun disappears below the horizon, before turning towards the person who had made the broadcast: a pale blonde girl in very weather-inappropriate clothing. that much is evident even in the dim light. ]

I still can't believe this shit happens. And every day, too. You guys are all used to it?... It's fucking crazy.

[ but the sound of monsters rising out of the darkness makes her crack a smile, and she reaches for something leaning against the wall that turns out to be a serrated, saw-like sword. or two of them, even. ]

... Monsters, though, I know how to deal with.

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[halfagirl]

... Never thought of it that way.

It still never happened before, though.

[antedupmyheart]

Consider it a chance to see what else might have been.

[halfagirl]

I guess so.

[ still watching it with an unsure kind of look, but hey. ]

[antedupmyheart]

The nights can be beautiful, though I'll grant the ones here are less so.

[Something about the Darkness, probably, although he hasn't really cared to think about it too hard.]

[halfagirl]

What makes you say that?

[ 0 experience with night in general here o7 ]

[antedupmyheart]

I've had my share of night watches.

[halfagirl]

So, care to elaborate?

[antedupmyheart]

On a clear night, when the stars are all out and the moon is bright and full... it's quite a sight to be seen.

[halfagirl]

The moon...

That's the half-assed sun up there, right?

[antedupmyheart]

The Darkness seems to make it less bright than it should be, but yes.

[halfagirl]

So it's supposed to be brighter? What a rip-off.

[antedupmyheart]

It's the hand we've been dealt.

[halfagirl]

We just gotta deal with it, you mean.

[antedupmyheart]

Precisely.

[halfagirl]

Whatever. I bet I'm not missing out on much.

[antedupmyheart]

I'd not be the one to say. I can only offer a picture of what the cards hold.

[halfagirl]

What cards?

[ ?? wat are metaphors?? ]

[antedupmyheart]

Forgive me. It's a habitual turn of phrase.

If you'd prefer, let's simply say that I can offer an idea at the shape of life, but not what's in it.

[halfagirl]

The shape of life? What do you mean by that?

[antedupmyheart]

I'm afraid I've grown too used to fancier terms to do it much justice otherwise. The way life might turn, perhaps?

[halfagirl]

[ whoosh over her head. ]

... You're a strange person.

[antedupmyheart]

So people have said, and I won't argue the point.

[halfagirl]

Right. Just making sure you knew that.

Well, got a name?

[antedupmyheart]

The name's Luxord.

[halfagirl]

Kainé. You just... keep doing your thing, Luxord.