2.11 ...ow...

[redrobinhood]

[The handwriting here is Ghost's familiar scrawl but it's a bit lazier than usual, as if it taking him a lot of effort to put ink to page. Someone finally woke up and is on the good stuff.]

I have a hole near my chest.

Again.

This is old.

[long pause]You guys talk too damn much. I am not reading through all this. Yo. Sphere. Short version of

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[pompous_today]

[Writing is shaky but still recognizable as Simon.]

why are you writing and not resting like i've told you

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[pompous_today]

[Simon doesn't even hear Ghost's full sentence; he backs into the countertop as his vision goes black again, and he groans aloud with frustration.]

Whatever you're talking about... I forgot about it when I died, and the Sphere doesn't seem to want me to remember it.

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[redrobinhood]

[Ghost frowns. Why would the Tree not want him to know about the Fire? Granted most of them wished they could forget but--

it makes about as much sense as a crab taking out Zombie, frankly. He sighs, tries to rub his forehead with his hand and instead grumbles as it tugs unpleasantly at the tubes that are stuck in him]

Damn it Simon, a man can't possibly need this much crap in him.

[The whole set up strikes him as very primitive honestly]

I won't bring it up then--the last thing we need is for you to flicker out and put everyone through that again. God can't we all just catch a break.

...Does your family know that you forgot something?

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[pompous_today]

[Simon purses his lips.]

To keep someone alive, yes, he does need tubes sticking in him. You'll be able to get some of them out in a few hours. Be PATIENT.

[He then frowns slightly, thinking of what Koi had written in his journal, how it had been blurred- something similar had occurred on Edgeworth's, as well. He chooses not to address the possibility of him dying again- while it's a very real one, he doesn't want to think about it at all if he can.]

Yes, they do. Dad and my sister both think that it's for the best that I forgot whatever I did.

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[redrobinhood]

I'm not so good with the patience thing.

[He nods slowly]

I think I have to agree with them, much as I dislike people losing parts of themselves. That...isn't something you necessarily need.

[He's just glad he didn't survive to see the true horror of the entire event. He leans back and closes his eyes.]

Go on doc. Rest up. I'll do the same too, promise.