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isomorphicoracle replied to your post:
::smiles, raising an eyebrow:: …a box? Yes, I suppose I am, after a fashion. Hello, dog, I like you too.
Yes! You are in a box! Yesterday there were people in the box! They did things! *wags his tail and flops over* My name is Brother Corgi!
isomorphicoracle replied to your post: ::blinks, wide-eyed, but somehow can’t help smiling:: …Jalen, is that you?
::smiles more…she has no idea how this happened or why, but he’s whole and awake and smiling, and she’ll take that no matter how it comes any cycle. Besides…he’s *adorable*:: I’m so glad to see you’re feeling better. I was so worried.
*his shoulders raise and he frowns, looking at the ground* I'm--I'm sorry. I didn't wanna w-w-wo-wo-worry--I love you. *hugs her the best he can*
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... greetings.
isomorphicoracle replied to your post: isomorphicoracle replied to your post: Sound the...
I’ve been well. Still adjusting, and still feeling slightly lost at sea…but well. I…am glad to see you here.
I'm glad to be back. I missed you all.
None of us will feel the same without our siblings... but we must persevere.
isomorphicoracle replied to your post: Sound the trumpets. I'm back at the safehouse.
…hello, Clu.
Greetings, Radia. How have you been?
::smiles warmly:: Hello, Alan. Welcome to the Grid.
*hops up and bows, smiling widely* Hello, Radia, and thank you.
[encrypted transmission] ...I must have written this a hundred times and discarded each one. I'm still unsure what I should say. There's a gulf between us, as wide and black as the Sea, and I don't know that I could ever truly forget...but I know that you are one of mine now, that you have fought to protect your new family in the face of rage and suspicion, and that you have been struggling. If you should ever return, I would like to see you--to meet you as you are now, as a brother. -Radia
*stares at the message for the longest time, too many emotions fighting for dominance for him to write a proper response yet*
::When Jalen finally wakes from his sleeping spell, there is a data tablet and a stylus on the night-table next to the bed, clearly designed to be a sketch/drafting pad. There is also a hex-note attached.:: "For the next time you and Orianna go to see the flowers, so that you can preserve the good memories you make as you see them. Once you created entire cities, great things...flowers and love are small, but no less great. Love, Radia."
Jalen stares at the note for a fair amount of time, simply considering the tablet, and silently plucking each word. Love, Radia. Sitting up in the bed, he pulls the tablet close against his chest.
