[ The fact that Lucas still has Adolphe's respect despite knowing... Anyway, adolphe just keeps making an indignant face until he resumes eating his curry. ]
How do you feel about the whole thing though... it doesn't feel like what everyone depicted heaven to be. It feels like we just participated in some spectator sport.
i know though what the fuck i hate it here. ADOLPHE!!!! I GUESS THIS WILL BE A NONISSUE SOON ENOUGH SINCE ADOLPHE'S GOING TO THE OTHER SIDE!!!! Lucas just looks faintly discomforted at the question.]
It does rather feel like that, doesn't it... This is just one of apparent many afterlives, though, so that could explain the difference...? ...Though even then, it really isn't Heaven-like at all.
[WHY IS ADOLPHE SO FUNNY. The way he'll look back on this conversation in a week just :ben:ing about it. Girl your fucking brush with death yet again.]
I think you should keep a glass of water by your bedside overnight tonight, my dear.
[IT'S A BRUSH... IT'S FINE... HE'LL RECOVER.......]
Oh! That's a smart idea. I was going to see if I could whip up something in the kitchen later for you, but I don't know if we'd have all of the ingredients, anyway... I'll check tonight.
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[ He looks at Lucas suspiciously!! ]
I bet you two would be great friends.
[ mumble grumble sulkily eating the curry ]
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Do you think so? Maybe I would agree... Or I might have to scold them for teasing my student too much.
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[ hmph... he'll accept head pats if they're from Lucas and only Lucas. ]
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You aren't worried that we'll work together to tease you even more?
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...
... makes a Face. ]
Please don't team up with Elysia.
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But for now, his expression just lights up! There is some obvious amusement there...]
Oh! Elysia? No, no - I would never do such a thing, and certainly not to you, my dear.
[OF COURSE!!]
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[HE'S JUST A LIL GUY.]
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I'll try to mentally prepare myself for that day...
[ He will be undefended anyway. ]
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I think we're both kinder than that. [They are not.] So don't worry about it and eat up for now, alright?
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How do you feel about the whole thing though... it doesn't feel like what everyone depicted heaven to be. It feels like we just participated in some spectator sport.
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i know though what the fuck i hate it here. ADOLPHE!!!! I GUESS THIS WILL BE A NONISSUE SOON ENOUGH SINCE ADOLPHE'S GOING TO THE OTHER SIDE!!!! Lucas just looks faintly discomforted at the question.]
It does rather feel like that, doesn't it... This is just one of apparent many afterlives, though, so that could explain the difference...? ...Though even then, it really isn't Heaven-like at all.
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Only one of them...? It really feels like I took a nap and woke up in a different place instead of actually dying...
[ That's jamjar for you ]
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It's a very strange transition, isn't it...? I wonder if it's different for other afterlives.
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Are there really that many...? I don't want to think about it.
[ slightly tipsy drunk ramblings ]
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Then don't think about it, dear. Think about how lovely the moon looks tonight instead.
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[ He looks up. ]
... There's no moon.
[ It's the fucking Cafe ceiling ]
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[ ........................... ]
What's so great about the moon anyway.
[ hic ]
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You don't think it's lovely to look at?
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[ hmph
But the headpats... he doesn't brush the hand away. Sensei........ ]
Why is everything so hard.
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I think you should keep a glass of water by your bedside overnight tonight, my dear.
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Do you think we can... order hangover cures from the kiosk? I'd like those.
[ Because that would be pretty rad. But it would also enable some people to drink all they want. ]
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Oh! That's a smart idea. I was going to see if I could whip up something in the kitchen later for you, but I don't know if we'd have all of the ingredients, anyway... I'll check tonight.
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[ He wants to pass out so bad, but unfortunately (or fortunately), he's not that far gone. ]
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