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[ the communicator clicks on well before Vin says anything. finally, she takes a breath, and: ]

Tell me -- what's the sky like, where you're from?

What color are the plants? Do you -- have flowers, too? Are these things normal where you used to be, before you came to this world?

[ a loud jostling and clanking noise -- like the communicator just found itself unceremoniously placed inside a bag of coins clipped to someone's belt as said someone races through the forest like mad, which it was - and suddenly, with a rather loud CLANG, all the coins shift at once and then ... silence, except for slow, careful breathing ( Read more... )

( life's just a pay stub on death only less diligent )