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[equalmarked]

If I ever tell anyone I've spoken to my own soul, I'm sure they'd mark me as delusional and send me to St. Mungos.

If you ever tell anyone about the City, you mean.

So - er, Prongs, right? Same nickname, but I'm guessing you're not like him...

No, and I have to say it's nice to be out for once.

Aren't souls supposed to be inside?

It's gets

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[crossshapedscar]

You seem to be taking this so much better than mine.

[crossshapedscar]

Mou! Will you stop doing this!?!

You don't talk to people enough. Hush.

[equalmarked]

...A dragon?

It's still a weird situation.

1/2

[crossshapedscar]

True, true. But all he could do was stand there and gape at me for the longest time.

That's because dragons don't actually exist in this unworthy one's world!

[knightambition]

I don't have one.

[equalmarked]

You're missing all the fun.

[knightambition]

I'm sure I am. I looked up a stag in Luke's encyclopedia and it looks very noble.

[equalmarked]

What animal do you think you'd have gotten?

...It's definitely fitting, in a way.

Thank you for the compliment.

[nogoldbikinis]

I take it St. Mungos is some sort of facility for the mentally unstable.

[equalmarked]

No, a hospital. I'm sure they have a floor for that though.

[nogoldbikinis]

And I'm sure once you get out of this place you'll be considered a fine candidate for it, if today is anything to go by.

Prongs?

[equalmarked]

Padded walls and quadruple wards for me.

My soul, supposedly.