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After a day's worth of work in the weapons range he's sitting in the bar, staring at the door that leads to his world.
It's calling him in a way he knows he can't ignore, and yet he has to. Just a little longer. He's not ready yet there's still much to do.
He'll have to go though. Go home where he doesn't want to be to fulfill a purpose he knows he has to fulfill.
Books and food might distract him, but only just.
What he needs is someone else to distract him.
[And sleepiness is creeping up on me. Time to say "Slowtime!" and shuffle off to bed. See ya's all later!]
It's calling him in a way he knows he can't ignore, and yet he has to. Just a little longer. He's not ready yet there's still much to do.
He'll have to go though. Go home where he doesn't want to be to fulfill a purpose he knows he has to fulfill.
Books and food might distract him, but only just.
What he needs is someone else to distract him.
[And sleepiness is creeping up on me. Time to say "Slowtime!" and shuffle off to bed. See ya's all later!]