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"Alright, Nexus." Greetings, Nexus, from one of your shadow-dwelling vampire friends. Today, Harvestman is not so relaxed; he stands, fidgeting in place and playing with a bandage wrapped around his left forearm. Perhaps he is here for Very Important Reasons?
He's probably just bored.
"Ever had one of those dream jobs? Like when you're a kid and you think you're gonna be an astronaut, an actor, the Next Big Thing." He waved his uninjured hand dismissively. "Or you wanted to be a scientist or slightly more reason, but you got married and had ten kids instead. So what stopped you from chasing that dream? If you had a chance now, would you try for it again?"
((Holy cow guys thanks for being awesome. I shall return after sleep!))
He's probably just bored.
"Ever had one of those dream jobs? Like when you're a kid and you think you're gonna be an astronaut, an actor, the Next Big Thing." He waved his uninjured hand dismissively. "Or you wanted to be a scientist or slightly more reason, but you got married and had ten kids instead. So what stopped you from chasing that dream? If you had a chance now, would you try for it again?"
((Holy cow guys thanks for being awesome. I shall return after sleep!))