Neffa a Reyeth (
lessthanelementary) wrote in
dear_mun2013-11-27 12:58 pm
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ayyyyyyyyy paper season's ending
What? No. No, I'm not going back.
Be reasonable about this. There's hardly enough there to hold my interest, let alone yours. There's no magic, and I will never be adept at muddling by without it, however many devices they shove into my hands to replace it. Really, dying is the only skill I have to offer that world, and I've proven to us both already that I'm no good at it-- not to their exacting standards, anyway.
It's not a productive use of my time, being there. It can't be a productive use of yours, either, watching me stumble around and make terrible noises when people stick knives in me. Think of all the good I could be doing any other world but that one! Think of all the places that could use me!
...That always was your problem, though. There's simply no bargaining with you.
Be reasonable about this. There's hardly enough there to hold my interest, let alone yours. There's no magic, and I will never be adept at muddling by without it, however many devices they shove into my hands to replace it. Really, dying is the only skill I have to offer that world, and I've proven to us both already that I'm no good at it-- not to their exacting standards, anyway.
It's not a productive use of my time, being there. It can't be a productive use of yours, either, watching me stumble around and make terrible noises when people stick knives in me. Think of all the good I could be doing any other world but that one! Think of all the places that could use me!
...That always was your problem, though. There's simply no bargaining with you.
