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It takes some time -- perhaps several minutes -- for the young man to fully materialize in the Nexus, and even when he does, there's a faint, misty quality to his outline as though someone had taken an eraser and smudged him at the edges. For a moment, staring around at the Nexus, he looks faintly bewildered, even lost -- then quickly freezes the expression into something colder, drawing himself upward, reading over the gaudy sign. With a small swear under his breath, he looks back at the Nexus again.
"Fine, then. Good ways to pass eternity when one is essentially full-body paralyzed? Or, if you like, why is this place here?"
"Fine, then. Good ways to pass eternity when one is essentially full-body paralyzed? Or, if you like, why is this place here?"