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she is loud and i am busy.
Mundane, a word.
Stop wasting time and finish your Nanowrimo!
[Silence across dear-mun. A tumbleweed passes. Swoosh.]
... what? You wanted inspiration. Your words, not mine. This has always worked for me with channeling spirits.
[In other words, you're her servant, mundane. Once you get this pesky obstacle out of the way, we can actually get this show on the road.]
Stop wasting time and finish your Nanowrimo!
[Silence across dear-mun. A tumbleweed passes. Swoosh.]
... what? You wanted inspiration. Your words, not mine. This has always worked for me with channeling spirits.
[In other words, you're her servant, mundane. Once you get this pesky obstacle out of the way, we can actually get this show on the road.]

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[That or Milla is the only one not to accept her fate to wander the headspace for all eternity sans game attachments.]
She has to work with me. This is one way to do it.
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Milla are you shore you're helping because he sees no ideas being pitched out...]
Doesn't that usually involve suggesting something...?
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I suggested she continue. If I gave her more ideas than that, wouldn't I be doing the whole thing for her? What would she gain from it?
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Hmm. I guess that's true.
...Though I never said anything about giving her every idea.
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It's not like it's a life or death situation...
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But in all things, you have to live with the decisions that you make.
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...Not that it changes my point...just a little nudge here and there wouldn't hurt, would it?
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Well, except for right now because she just woke up and all. Come on, mun! Get dressed already!
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[She chuckles at that.]
That's the spirit. I could always try inspiring yours, too.
[Milla please don't.]