I feel like these things are kinda designed to screw with all of us, even if your job kind of involves...you know. The stuff it does. [ he squints a little. ]
It was fake, but... we believed we were students there. About half the time, anyway. Then whenever I fell asleep, I was in a completely different life again.
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....entrance exams....
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(shoma, internally: what the FUCK happened here.) ]
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[yeah he sure is!]
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Makes sense. I'd want to stay with my family, too. [ ... ] Sounds like that might not pan out though?
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[pausing. blinking. and then he groans, slumping over.]
Not the school thing again.
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Are you back now?
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A school, Gregor?
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What. Like...did you remember the first life whenever you shifted around?
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...did you have to go to war then?