[ffxii] weary old voice test

[quickfingers]

Oh, no offense is taken to the situation. None at all.

Only just that you pull me out not unlike some old blanket, begun beating out the dust whilst still remaining undecided as to whether or not you have any true use for me. You've no idea what a grievance your momentary fits of intrigue truly are.

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[nottheonlyend]

Troubles are we having?

[quickfingers]

Failed attempts at negotiations, more like.

My fate remains in hands not of Gods but a Hume. Sigh.

[failnaught]

You could always try, it never hurts!

[quickfingers]

I'm not adverse to trying, so long as I know what it is I'm attempting.

Currently, no plan at all. Whimsy.

[potionprince]

Better to become new again than rot away into nothing.

[quickfingers]

Ah, but new without purpose-- would you not think that worse?

[potionprince]

[He shakes his head] When we fall to the wayside, we are lost. There is always hope...even if "dusty", as it were.