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[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[ Someone would like it if she could stop going into stasis, or being put to sleep, or whatever this place keeps doing to her. Losing months at a time, repeatedly, is starting to get on her nerves. Not that there's ever much to catch up on in this place, for her, but the disadvantage is still that. A disadvantage.

Saïx is sitting cross-legged in this room, in that room; the meeting place for what once led to discussions of a very successful plan, or what seemed to be. The place where nothings gathered. ]

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[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't have, unless you spent your idle hours investigating the rooms filled with stasis pods. Or coffins.

[Does she sound particularly bitter, on those last few words?]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

I've been nailing them shut, actually.

[ Of course, she lets the diviner read it on her own. ] Were they comfy, at least?

[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately not.

[And that's as much information as you're getting out of her on the subject.]