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I want to know. And impatience - I can only learn that kind of stuff when you're around, right? And look, you left.

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[skeptically raised eyebrow]

Did I?

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[ROLL EYES.]

I bullied Joshua into finding out for me. He was on this wimpy loss.

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

And what did he find out?

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I told him I wanted to know if you'd just gone to ground or not. He said you really weren't here anymore.

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

He could be right... he could be wrong. Nobodies don't exist, ergo, there is nothing to track our presence by.

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...You're such a pain sometimes, really. I'm pretty sure he could actually do it. I mean, even if you don't exist, you're still talking to people and affecting the world around you, aren't you? At one point you were a presence that I presume he could track. So there you go!

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

I'm not affecting anyone if my presence goes unnoticed. Besides: there are places beyond everyone's range.

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Okay, this is not the conversation I wanted to have.

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

What DID you want to have a conversation about?

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[Deep breath.] I don't know. Not this.

If accepting impatience as a human quality is self-limiting, then isn't that what you did all the time?

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

I'm hardly human.

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But you accepted the qualities of what you were. Although... well. You tried before?

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

I stopped limiting myself when I began researching the Heart. And by doing so, I let go of my humanity. Defying limits is so much more satisfactory.

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But what you ended up being had its own limits, didn't it?

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They were acceptable ones.

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Mm... I suppose you'd think so.

I never asked what your situation was like, back in your own world.

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

It's probably best that you didn't. It wasn't a pleasant one.

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Are you okay?

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

All I have to base the answer on is rumour, but it's likely that I will be brought to an end in due time.

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...Do you know if you'll get anything... after? How much time is due time?

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

I've seen Nobodies meet their end. We don't know what happens after. I daresay it isn't pleasant.

[pause]

Perhaps a few hours. Perhaps more.

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[She fidgits and glances down.]

...Oh.

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

Don't make that face.

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What?

[illusionist.livejournal.com]

That downcast face. It isn't a tragedy by any means.