017 - Loose to me the good gray dogs / That are bound with iron bands

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[Aniki shows up... tied to a chair. Because this is how Rosto helps his friends. She twists her wrists uselessly against the ropes, which Kora spelled to hold against blades and breakage. And as it was already spelled to weave itself into one single, long length when touched with the proper charm... She's sort of stuck.]

Gods-cursed maniac.

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[Chris watches her, then rolls his eyes to himself and sits down as well, shifting so that the rope is still looped around his ankle.] What do you mean?

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I mean everyone but me seems to have the same view you do. First came the worlds, then came this place. I've been here... [For some reason she can't say the words 'all my life'.]

[ghostlighter]

Been here...?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

...a long time.

[ghostlighter]

How long is 'long'?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[And now that the question's been put right to her, she has no idea.]

[ghostlighter]

[Just... quirks a brow.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head.] I don't know.

[ghostlighter]

So... you're the only one that thinks you've been here.. 'a long time', but you don't know how long to back up your claim?

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[...her headache is coming back and making it rather hard to focus on what he's saying.]

Hmmn?

[ghostlighter]

[... he frowns at that.]

You alright?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Grunt] Headache. Been getting them. On and off for... [Fudgemonkies.] ...few days.

[ghostlighter]

A few days? ... Isn't that the point where you should get it looked at?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Snappish] I'm fine.

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[A look.]

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[A return look that's tempered with pain.]

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... [Bit of an eyeroll.] Look, you want anything for that, or are you just going to sit there until it goes away?

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It'll pass. [Stars on stars. Ugh.]

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[Yeahhhh, sure. He pops off the Plane for a few moments, but when he returns, he's standing over her, holding out a bottle of aspirin, with a glass of water in his other hand.]

Just take it.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

...what is that.

[ghostlighter]

Aspirin. ... It's medicine, it'll help.

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[Still giving you a funny look, Chris.]

[ghostlighter]

... What?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

You did say you were dead.

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No, this is regular people. Just take it?