{One (29)} &diams As I wait here in my silent misery / All I'm asking is please forgive me

[burntorangesky]

It seems a few days have passed since I was last [pause] here. Has anything especially noteworthy happened?

[Pen taps. Several words are started and scribbled out quickly.]

I see the dreams have returned again.

-Fred

[Added a few minutes later]
Rogue, are you... alright?

[ooc: Fred was reborn earlier today, but hasn't written in her journal

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[ghost_of_00]

The strange things have ceased for now. A calendar was also delivered.

00

[ooc: 00 would have been there and probably shed a few tears while still :|-faced.]

[burntorangesky]

Yes I am [pause] in my own body once more. I remember the calendars, mine are just where I left them [pen taps] strange.

Thank you, 00.

[ghost_of_00]

Yes. Perhaps the other bodies were restored as well.

Do you need any comforting food?

[burntorangesky]

I certainly hope so; for all that I grew accustomed to it, I much prefer my own body to anyone else's.

It would seem that Derrick is going to provide all the comforting food I need, but thank you anyway.

He's relieved to hear from her, really -.-

[bloody_pens]

I'm making you dinner.

... you like starches, right?

<3 Derrick, she's glad you're ok too.

[burntorangesky]

Are you now?

What sort of starches?

<3

[bloody_pens]

Yup. You know, a little "welcome-back-from-death" present. There might be booze involved if Boss and Genius behave themselves.

Inappropriate ones. What other kind are there? Of course, Genius has yet to explain what an appropriate starch would be.

... don't die again.

[burntorangesky]

Can Boss behave himself? I have yet to see evidence of it.

Ah, but of course.

...I'm sorry

[live_ringer]

...Well, hey there, stranger.

Good to have you back in the land of the living.

[burntorangesky]

It's good to be here, I can assure you.

I'm sorry if I worried you.

[live_ringer]

Not like it could exactly be helped.

From reading down in the entry, it looks like you nabbed yourself a sibling on the trip back. [Slight subject change to ease tension? Nawww.]

[burntorangesky]

...still

One who seems concerned you might do damage to my honor, even.

[desig_survivor]

So I guess you're my sister now, Fred? [Pause for sudden vague pings]

I wasn't really in a state to talk before - or do much of anything - but I'm good now, and it's good to see that you are, too.

[Pause, vague tiny doodle that looks very slightly like an X-Wing from above.]

Do you know what that one thing people drink here is? Mostly in the mornings? I know it's not caf; no one's heard of caf here, but I don't know what it's called.

[burntorangesky]

I suppose so; what a strange thing, to have a brother.

It is miraculous what time and a hot shower can to do restore one's spirits.

Do you mean coffee? Or tea? Though 'caf' looks closer to coffee to go by the spelling.

[desig_survivor]

I think I like it. Though now I suppose I have to defend your honor from Gene.

Oh, yes, that's what it's called. Coffee. Huh. I know it's strange to say, but I drifted off and had a dream with that smell. I haven't tried it yet; it's different enough from caf that I never wanted to. Maybe I should give it a chance.

[burntorangesky]

[Pause. Wat.]

Why are you defending my honor from Gene, exactly?

There's a nice cafe in the Bazaar that does a good coffee, I believe.

[godsmajesty]

Everything's stopped, for now. Except for the dreams, anyway.

[burntorangesky]

At least we have some little time to get settled once more, though who knows how long this lull will last? Still, it is nice.

[godsmajesty]

I wouldn't knock it, but [Was supposed to say something here, but nevermind.]

Don't die again.

[burntorangesky]

I don't intend to make a habit of dieing, I promise.