"I can't have it in the Guardian Barracks, though," Enzo says, his mind racing. "We took a tour of it, there'd be no room for it, besides not having any privacy. I'll need an apartment." He laughs suddenly. "Dude, we won't even need a house! We can just get an apartment on each side and link them up, it'll be double-density. We could have the bedroom in one world and the kitchen in the other if we wanted..." His brain suddenly catches up with his mouth. "I mean, only if you... not right away, I know you're not ready to move out... but, y'know, that is... if(you.want){0110110101100001011110010110001001100101001000000111011101100101001000000110001101101111011101010110110001100100..."
Welp, there goes the last trace of coherency. And he's running out of air.
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Date: 2013-10-26 02:01 am (UTC)Welp, there goes the last trace of coherency. And he's running out of air.