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[hostage]

[Goodbye to the Jesse who was a clean and successful art student, hello again to the Jesse who looks like he spent the last three nights sleeping under a bridge.]

Been thinking about this the past couple days, trying to figure out how I really feel about it, but you know what? I still feel the same as I did before:

It was shitty.

It was shitty for you guys to change us back without asking if that's what we wanted. A lot of us were better off the way we were last week. The next time something like that happens, maybe ask how we fucking feel about it.

[He just had to get that off his chest.]

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[inmyothertights]

Okay-

Okay, here's what I can do.

I figure.

I messed up. A lot. But that isn't your fault, and if it's what you want-

I can try and restructure the spell. I can work it. But I can't promise anything. And I don't know how long it will take.

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[hostage]

What - Seriously?

[It sounds like too much to hope for.]

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[inmyothertights]

Are you that unhappy with who you are?

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[hostage]

[He breathes a short, mirthless laugh.]

Yeah. God, yeah. All I want is for this to be over.

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[inmyothertights]

Then yeah.

I'll try.

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[hostage]

[Thank fucking god. He knows it might not happen soon - or ever - but at least there's the smallest possibility.]

Okay. Okay, thank you.

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[inmyothertights]

Come by the store soon. The magic shop in De Chima. I need to meet you in person, we'll need to talk about what the spell did to you. All right?

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[hostage]

Alright.