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[dropkick]

That's the fourth cow I've had to dodge.

What kind of curse is this supposed to be anyway?

[ grumble mumble....as he trudges the rest of the way home, an eye out for angry creatures of bovine persuasion ]

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[dropkick]

Operative word there: yet. Just be careful.

[ Pause. ] Your window shut?

[ Again the pausing and a 'uhhhh' sound as he considers. Back when he took it all for an elaborate and mortally vexing dream, well, he'd been more attentive to its patterns. In a way, having decided to give into the possibility of it all being real - well more than that, to accept it as real - has required he take it as a less methodical thing - less science experiment and more just...part of the weird beast that is life. He still has days when he doesn't like it, repels from it even, but more or less when he commits to an idea, he commits. The patterns got exchanged for his focus going solely into strangely mundane things. ]

Well. Not...really. It's been every other day. So. That's a lot even for here.

How new are you?

[ He assumes, yes, but when he asks her it's not accusatory so much as curious, with a dash of sympathy. ]

[steleheart]

I've been here for a couple of days so far. It kinda feels people are being cursed every other day, from what I can see on the network.

[dropkick]

Yeah - but it varies from month to month.

Depending how long you're here, you'll see.

[ Pause. ]

You...settling in okay?

[steleheart]

Sort've. I'm going to find a place soon, and then a job. Hopefully I can make it seem normal.

[ Pause. ] Well, with the curses.