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tanks4thememory) wrote in
dear_mun2012-01-14 03:53 am
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On waking up Tron, who's having a nightmare, after seeing what that nightmare IS...
Oh, man... this is just... How'd I ever let you talk me into this? I TOLD you this was a bad idea! I can't even calculate how many bad outcomes there are for this scenario, but you still wanted me to try it. And Tron's mun is no better. 'Doesn't matter if it's a good outcome or a bad outcome' my glowing yellow ass... It matters to me, ya know!
Bad enough you plan to have me get attacked by Abraxas. At least that ends up helping other programs and eventually leads to some make-up cuddling with Radia at the energy spring. This, though? This is just a disaster in the making! You... I just... argh! *head-desk*
...This is gonna end with me needing to visit a recompiler, isn't it?
Bad enough you plan to have me get attacked by Abraxas. At least that ends up helping other programs and eventually leads to some make-up cuddling with Radia at the energy spring. This, though? This is just a disaster in the making! You... I just... argh! *head-desk*
...This is gonna end with me needing to visit a recompiler, isn't it?

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Just for the record, this is REALLY not how I was hoping to meet you in-game.
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Even if my mundane is not sorry in the least, I'd just like to say I'm terribly embarrassed by all this 'Abraxas' business.
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And the Abraxas thing isn't your fault. *pat-pats* Plus like I said, at least that's gonna come out alright in the end.
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Muns suck.
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brb, will answer this after he gets his mun to stop snickering at that icon.
muns. seriously.]]
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I know I won't know any of this in Grid_Lined but at least I can take solace within my mun. I haven't been well. Things have been in upheaval in here as of late.
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*Frowns a bit in concern when he hears she's not doing well* Yeah, things have been kind of glitched all around lately. Anything I can do to help?
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*looks troubled, turning away* I....just miss you. I know their is a storyline idea our muns our plotting where they plan on separating us. But...I feel as if we are separated all ready. I cannot stand it.
With Abraxas on the Grid...and all this danger - I am too afraid to even leave my apartment. I don't know what to do. *quiets and shakes her head* I apologize. I do not wish to worry you any further and make you more upset than you all ready are. This post is yours to vent your grievances after all...
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I think sometimes I forget that not everyone is as used to danger as I am. I came straight from a time when the MCP was slowly taking over everything to the Grid in the middle of rebuilding. To me, a certain level of upheaval is practically normal. Not sure what I'd do with stability, honestly.
But you spent most of your runtime living in a relatively peaceful closed system; it's no wonder this is all getting to you. It's alright to... well, to not be alright. *slight shrug and holds her gently*
Things will get better, though. We'll have a chance to catch up properly in-game after the weekend. It'll be alright; maybe not right away, but it will. OK?
As to the situation with me and Tron... well, I can't blame my mun completely, I guess. I did honestly want to help, even if I knew it was probably a bad idea. Still do. But seeing what the dream was made me regret letting her convince me to try it. Least I know she won't let me be derezzed again over this sort of thing, but it's still not going to be fun, for me or Tron.
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*straightens after mentally shaking herself* You are correct...I am not exactly accustomed to dangerous times such as these. There was a degree of tension of course in the cycles before the coup - but the open violence itself against my kind was rather quick and brutal. *shudders* Now - just when I thought that maybe I could figure out how to function on this Free Grid...it all falls apart again. *whispers* I am frightened. I've never really had to be afraid before....
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Yep. Rinzler's laughing at you.
He learned the trick from Tiny. It's a tossup whether he even knows what's going on or if he's just being a sadistic little creeper....on second thought, good odds on creeper.]
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And there's nothing wrong with being afraid. You've got reason to be. But you've also got lots of friends who'll be there to help you, protect you, or even just talk with you whenever you need them to. All of them can and will help you be brave, and I know you can be brave. I've seen it. You're a very strong woman, and even though I know it might not seem that way sometimes, you're not alone. And you never will be, if I have anything to say about it.
...Whatever happens in game, I'll always protect you, however I can. Just like I promised when we first met, remember?
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Sighing, she nodded at Clu's words, head bowing.
"Flynn had said similar things." She murmured. "I am grateful for you and the others. I truly am." She idly stroked slender fingers along his forearm in a restless movement, seeking comfort in it. His assurances and his reminder of his promise almost caused tears to well up in her eyes. She knew. She could feel it. She could feel him. Turning in his arms, she leaned into his chest and tucked her head against his shoulder by his chin.
"I don't want to die Clu." She murmured in a whisper - fingers spread along his collarbone and shoulder. "I don't want you to either. Please be careful...this thread....and this thing with Abraxas and this separation. It worries me."
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Clu shifted his grip a bit when she turned to face him, slipping his arms around her protectively to hold her close as she tucked her head against his shoulder. Her soft, plaintive murmur about not wanting to die struck deep, though, and Clu briefly tightened his hold on her, as if to deny the very possibility, his usually gentle protectiveness becoming fiercer for a moment.
Once he finds his voice again, he murmurs quietly, "You're not going to die, Radia. Not while I have anything to say about it." 'Not again. Not EVER.' He rested his cheek lightly against the soft fuzz of her hair. "And neither am I. It took a horde of recognizers, a squad of memory guards, and the MCP itself to derezz me the first time." Small, gentle smirk. "One thing about us Flynn programs; for better or worse, we don't go down easily."
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Her mind soon shifted to other matters and concerns though - and her grip around Clu's waist tightened when his did around hers. She heard his quiet words after a long moment - felt him rest his cheek to her hair. Closing her eyes she let out a shaky sigh, tears in her eyelashes.
"There are some moments, especially now where I wish I had that courage in the face of adversity." She was able to face down quite gracefully her own previous demise without losing much of her calm poise - but reflecting on it, it could have been shock too. That dreamlike state one found themselves in, wondering if it was really happening.