Zechs

[ubermensching]

Let us continue our discourse on temptation from earlier in this week.

Who do you believe is responsible for the loss of personal limbs or memories during the trade: the post office, or those who go to make the trade. Certainly, it is the post office and whoever is in control that takes, and yet these things could not have been taken without the consent of those trading. That you did not know what would be taken is, in part, irrelevant. You knew the cost would be high.

So who is truly responsible? The post office, those trading, or both?

[Hey, Jr, MOMO: feel free to notice that daddy is sitting at the kitchen table with an eye patch over his left eye, and a spinning globe in front of him. Looks like he managed to get a neat new toy, huh?]

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I know it's 1 or 2 hours. Either way, I should still be around.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Rubedo and I have already encountered each other, but I'll still take you up on that offer. I grow rather weary of repeatedly slaughtering these drones else I be forced to endure their so-called company during my meals. Repetition makes even the most enjoyable of acts into a chore.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Would Thursday be pleasing?

Though I suppose I should warn you that there has been a change in my physical appearance.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

I'll be looking forward to it~

That's going to be interesting. I don't recall you having changed at all in the year we've been in contact~

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

What might I say?

This town does things to one.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Physically as well as in terms of perspective, it seems. It would seem even sensations are not spared as a price.