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[trenchknives]

[Jimmy hasn't been around much in the last couple of days. There's a good reason for that, a damn good one, and he's about to make it known. He looks tired, worn down, maybe even a little sick as he turns the communicator towards himself to begin recording.]

I died.

[No preamble, no explanation for the moment.]

I died, 'n I don't know what to think about it. I don't know whether I could've done anythin' to stop it. I don't know why the hell I had to come back to life.

[He rests his chin on his hand, sighing.]

All I know is I could sure use someone to talk to right about now. Or drink with. I ain't picky.

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[trenchknives]

Hey.

[Don't mind him being completely lazy and lounging on the couch over here -- he's just going to open his arms up and look expectant, like he really wants a hug.]

[water_wine_wizard]

[She makes sure to put the stuff down first - no need for it to spill or break - before almost flinging, mostly flopping into, his arms.]

You feel alive.

[trenchknives]

I'm very alive. Here, feel, I've got a pulse 'n everythin'.

[He guides her hand to his chest, and sure enough, there's a heartbeat. He's bizarrely pleased about this.]

[water_wine_wizard]

[She would be too, in his situation.]

Good! Even better!

[She leans her head against his chest to listen to his heart beat. Yup. That's why.]

[trenchknives]

[Surely that makes stroking her hair a totally reasonable thing to do, right? Her head's already there, and everything.]

I still feel kinda strange, though.

[water_wine_wizard]

[Yup. Totally reasonable. Which is where the soft comfortable sigh comes from.]

How so?

[trenchknives]

I dunno. I mean, I'm alive again, but that ain't how it's supposed to work, y'know? It feels... off.

[water_wine_wizard]

Maybe you could pretend like you didn't really die... you were just really close to being dead.

[That's how she would handle it.]

[trenchknives]

That'd probably be easier, I guess. It's still kinda hard to make myself think that, though.

[water_wine_wizard]

I guess once you've been told you died it's hard to think of anything else.

[She's not going to ask how he died. That seems a bit... weird.]

[trenchknives]

Exactly. 'n comin' back to life ain't exactly somethin' most people're supposed to be able to do.

[water_wine_wizard]

As long as you're mortal at least. Except in like some... ghastly stories I've heard. And even then they don't come back as ... whole as you have.

[trenchknives]

Yeah, well, I'm glad I didn't come back as some kinda, y'know... ghost, or whatever.

[water_wine_wizard]

Me too! It would make Tuesdays a lot less fun.

[trenchknives]

Why, 'cause ghosts can't cuddle?

[Or do much of anything else, for that matter...]

[water_wine_wizard]

Among other things, yes.

[Exactly.]

[trenchknives]

Well, I'll make sure not to become a ghost, then. It wouldn't make you happy.

[water_wine_wizard]

I would hope it wouldn't make you happy either.

[trenchknives]

Guess it probably wouldn't no.

[He pulls her a little closer.]

Hey. Let's not talk about it, okay? I can think of better things we could be doin'.

[water_wine_wizard]

[She grins at him as a hand slips under his shirt.]

Me too!