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Are you doing a thing or..?
Ish. It's not urgent though.
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Are you doing a thing or..?
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Ish. It's not urgent though.
Yo
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With us?
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Hi.
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Well, preferably. I'd usually put everything into a compact post or three and be done with a whole thing if it was something I didn't need anyone else for.
Yo.
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Hello.
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I haven't missed much, have I?
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Unfortunately, no. Things have been slow recently.
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Bugger.
I really don't have much to do myself, since Nix is still back at base and Alan has gone into a subspace room to do who knows what.
And I still have no story ideas yet.
So this ending is surprisingly fitting for this point in time.
" "I THOUGHT I WOULD LIVE FOREVER," the statue moans.
"We all do when we're young," you say companionably. You sit down on a rock. Even in a dream, you find your back hurts.
"IT WAS ALL BEAUTIFUL THEN," the statue says, and the giant robot makes a noise you think is a sniffle.
"You were perfect for the world of your youth," you say.
As if she had been waiting for someone to say something like that—something really nice, and no mention of slavery or old, white men or Native Americans or anything like that to ruin the moment—Liberty lets out a great sigh, and the dull, red lights go out from her eyes.
"So was I," you continue, telling the statue because she had been such a good listener. "But eventually, we all become relics out of time." You pat the statue's giant cheek, and the old, green patina is cold to the touch. "Whatever else you were, you were familiar."
Then the robot rats swarm the copper statue and feast. "
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I hate to ruin the moment, but copper probably wouldn't make a good meal for rats.