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[othersdie]

[Justin, unaffected by the cold induced by sitting near the fountain that the City had seen fit to drop him into during winter, finally tires of waiting for what he’s convinced what must be a trick of the mind to dissipate and resolve itself into the nothingness of death. For a lack of any other distractions, he fumbles with the device he had found in his pocket earlier.

He doesn’t fully understand why he would bother hallucinating what resembles a camcorder. The brain is truly a strange and unfathomable thing.]

Am I dead yet?

[It’s a ridiculous question. He still exists enough to imagine things; the answer is clearly no.]

If not--if not, I hope this doesn't last long.

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[deadly_legacy]

Well...

I suppose you could look at it that way, yes.

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

You don't?

[deadly_legacy]

[It makes it more obvious, but...] When someone traded for my life I considered it a precious gift.

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

[Oh.]

I suppose it is. The price of a life must be high.

[deadly_legacy]

He had given up his ability to fight.

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

[This is quickly becoming too personal.]

Sorry. It's a... a personal topic, I imagine.

[deadly_legacy]

It was a long time ago now. If it helps you then it's important to share it.

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

Thank you--it was helpful. Euphie.

[deadly_legacy]

I'm glad. If I can help you any further you can use the device to reach me. Or if there is anything else now I can answer it. I just know it's a lot to take in at once.