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Later, dawg [Open!]
|| Attention, crew. Those who wish to attend the funeral of Matthew O'Connor, please report to the Observation Deck. ||
Another death announcement so soon after the last. It's a sad day.
Once again, the Observation Deck is arranged for the launch. The departed crew member, better known as Punchy in his lifetime, is encased in a central pod. The deck is lit by the starlight pouring in from the open window, a blazing blue star that will soon be Punchy's final resting place.
Another life lost. Time to say farewell once more.
Another death announcement so soon after the last. It's a sad day.
Once again, the Observation Deck is arranged for the launch. The departed crew member, better known as Punchy in his lifetime, is encased in a central pod. The deck is lit by the starlight pouring in from the open window, a blazing blue star that will soon be Punchy's final resting place.
Another life lost. Time to say farewell once more.
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She chuckled. "I don't mind being a little unhappy. Makes sure I don't stay complacent."
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"Because of how little we know, about anything. When you're told you have to beat the bad guy that blew up your world? You get resigned to it. When you realize its possible someone else might be pulling the strings to make this fight happen, then you start to wonder."
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"Yeah, you really don't get how actual universes and dimensions work. being able to do something like that is a power neither of us really get. I mean, even coming here, you've seen how many different people there are, and can imagine how we're pretty much specks in the scheme of things. What the fuck would be powerful enough to recreate our worlds from scratch, with all the same people and everything?"
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"YOU know what?" she said, jabbing a hoof at the girl. "YOU talk big about a lot of stuff you don't know a thing about either, but you're sure quick to shut down anything I say. You're just the sort that HAS to be right about everything."
Dismissively, she lifted a couple of feet in the air to turn and fly off.
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