[private; mostly unhackable]
Third day here. Second day was fucking hell on Earth. Am I even fucking on Earth anymore?
Don't really trust these journal things.
Allen, Lenalee, Miranda, that book one, the bitchy one, and two Noah are here. Fantastic.
Lenalee wants me to stay with them. Why did she have to ask me? I can't say no to someone like her.
On the bright side, there are quite a few amazing specimens walking around as well. One of them even remembers me from before. Apparently, I was here in the past, who knew?
[brief pause.]
Nn. I really did die. Not surprising, but not any less unsettling. I spoke with another dead person, even. A woman.
Made me think too fucking much. Like, gotta wonder what would happen if I just didn't try to summon her. I didn't really have time to think about it much until now.
What if she's here, too?
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Right.
After all that shit yesterday, I need a good, hard drink. Or five. Or twenty.
Anybody up for it? It's no fun all alone.
[ooc: going to bed, will tag in morning!]