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either leave a message (or set of muses) for one of my assholes, or request a message from one of them. choose messages from the classic source, from your own skull, or whatever you may please.

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I live as I have lived. I breathe as I have breathed. My resurrection is in progress, and progressing apace.

Rin has been accommodating. My salvation, my ally, my truest friend, my light in the darkness, etc. (I abbreviate my praise of them for your sake only; I'm certain your time is limited, and I could wax poetic about my Not-Knight, Not-Damosel, Nor in Shining Armor for hours yet.) Bread and board, and means by which I might repay the cost of both in some small way.

If that small way is standing guard at the gates of their empire, then I am pleased to repeat until I am hoarse the none-too-ignoble refrain: "Let's see some ID."

Rin received your not-greeting with not-indifference - which is to say, they attempted to suppress a murderous glare, said 'no', and stalked off. It was a very swishy sort of stalking, but stalking nevertheless.

Je sais que vous adorez scandaliser, mais si ça ennuyez-vous, peut-être que vous pourrez trouver un autre divertissement. Or do you still take pleasure in impotent complaint?

Whose wedding, whose wedding. That of the illustrious Waverly, I should imagine. A gauche affair? My invitation must have been lost in the mail. (Or Rin shredded it in the garbage disposal.)