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[notjustawriter]

So you're tryin' this out again, huh?

I can't say I blame ya, right? But you sure about this, y'know? The whole timeline thing. I mean, I know it won't be that long and all, and Gracie can hold off without hearing from me for a couple weeks.

The whole animal souls thing, though. That's real? It's pretty odd. Hard to believe.

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[eightdead]

Yeah, I know, it's a stupid train of thought.

[As stupid as that moron must have been.]

[notjustawriter]

Riight.

So what animal is your soul?

[eightdead]

He's a praying mantis.

[notjustawriter]

Cool.

Mine's supposed to be a squirrel, apparently. Haven't met her yet, though.

[eightdead]

So would your soul hoard nuts, then?

[notjustawriter]

[That makes him laugh.]

Can't say I do it myself.

[But he does hoard cuckoo clocks, cement bricks, fur, cassette tapes, and plenty of other bizarre things in endlessly deep pockets.]

[eightdead]

Hopefully she won't feel like embarrassing you, then.

[notjustawriter]

I don't think she will!