Tenth Run - Not among my brightest ideas.

[speeding]

[The writing is pretty sloppy and messy, hastily scribbled]

Ow. Fuck. Ow.

Dear 'Sphere,

Medics? Gonna come down and uh... Yeah. Have some broken fingers.

Note to the interested: don't poke Praise.

Yeah, yeah, shut up, I'll be laughing too when I get painkillers.

Love and kisses,

Your Evil Overlord.

Comments

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I haven't been here as long as the others. But they say I've been here before.

[extantlaw.livejournal.com]

Before? But you don't remember this?

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

No, no I don't.

[extantlaw.livejournal.com]

I see.

So people leave... but come back?

A few false starts before a careful strike is left up long enough to be read and then blacked out.

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

We

That's not-

...

We die but come back...it seems.

A long pause before there's any response at all and then he follows the pattern of the strikeouts.

[extantlaw.livejournal.com]

I see.

Perhaps this is not the right place to discuss this matter.

Following the same let stay up only long enough to be read before struck out.

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

I agree.

Either at work or one of our homes. It's safer that way. I've been warned about keeping some information off the journals.

[extantlaw.livejournal.com]

My office door is always open - if not literally, then figuratively speaking.