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[ruecherche]

Well, it's been a while hasn't it? I'm so joyful to be celebrating soon the end of my third year in this hellish abyss. If I seem bitter, I am. Isn't it lovely? Yes, well, I'll ask that you take my mind off my misery. So I have questions for you, which you can answer for me, strike up invigorating conversations amongst yourself, or ignore

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[bookoverflowers]

Outmoded?

[ruecherche]

Terribly.

[bookoverflowers]

I see.

You must be bored then.

[ruecherche]

However did you guess.

[bookoverflowers]

You complain and see who answers. Sounds like boredom.

[ruecherche]

So does this mean you'll answer and alleviate me of my properly diagnosed boredom?

[bookoverflowers]

I'm human and male. What are you?

[ruecherche]

I'm har. Wraeththu, that is. Har is what we are individually.

Do you like being human and male?

[bookoverflowers]

What does that mean?

It's all right. It's what I am.

[ruecherche]

Wraeththu are a race born of humanity. We have both male and female reproductive organs, but are neither male nor female ourselves, merely choosing which we would prefer at the time during aruna... sex.

[reaches out to brush his bangs to the side a little] I've wondered since arriving in this place what it would have been like to have remained human -- in a world where that was a possibility.

[bookoverflowers]

[stays very still--not rejecting the touch but obviously unused to it]

Remained human?

[ruecherche]

My mother was human, and until I was thirteen, I was human and male. I enjoy being har, but sometimes I wonder having been in this place so long.

[bookoverflowers]

Being here makes a difference?

[ruecherche]

There aren't that many humans where I'm from, and most of those are females who have run away.

[bookoverflowers]

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So there's not much to compare.

[ruecherche]

Something like that, yes. For me, this was a more preferable option. In a world where there are so few of us, the situation seems detrimental at times.