"Hey, schutta," Atton started. Seemed appropriate. "I don't know what you did to me when you put me back together, exactly, but I'm stuck with a little bit of you in my head and it's a pain in the ass."
A brief silence.
"Not that it matters. There's enough spooking around in there, what's one more, right?"
He tapped the console.
"We're going back to Malachor V, to where this all started, where I should've stuck to. Probably not coming back, so... whatever bottles are still laying around my room... they're yours. Shouldn't have been there to buy them anyway. Shouldn't have... Shouldn't have made it back alive... I don't know--"
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Date: 2014-07-14 02:18 pm (UTC)A brief silence.
"Not that it matters. There's enough spooking around in there, what's one more, right?"
He tapped the console.
"We're going back to Malachor V, to where this all started, where I should've stuck to. Probably not coming back, so... whatever bottles are still laying around my room... they're yours. Shouldn't have been there to buy them anyway. Shouldn't have... Shouldn't have made it back alive... I don't know--"
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