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[dinnerdate]

[Someone has the best timing from wandering out of the badlands.]

I died, didn't I? ...Figures. I look horrible... If I did, what was the point in bringing me back? I'm not exactly worth anything. Seems like a wasted effort.

My processor is killing me. Don't... really know where I am right now. Not that it matters, I'll probably just end up dead again.

...

The planet's not about to explode and kill us all, right? It would be my luck to come back just for that.

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[dinnerdate]

I guess we don't, but it doesn't make things any better.

[It would be nice to believe that there's a reason for things like this, but it really just seems like no more than a mistake to him.]

I- I didn't have much else to do around here... And Blurr can't make drinks.

[winged_knight]

I'm merely saying it's all up to your perspective. Mistake or enigmatic mystery of the universe!

Your choice!

[And he means that Deadend, he's not messing with you.]

[dinnerdate]

I've never had a good perspective on things... But.


Thank you.

[winged_knight]

That might change someday too, just be open to the possibilities.

[No easy task though, even Wing knows this.]

It's my pleasure, Dead End.

[dinnerdate]

...

I guess I could try.

[winged_knight]

Trying is the only way we create new opportunities for ourselves. You might surprise yourself.