Captcha Strikes Again

[terrantrash]

Who: Slaine Troyard (terrantrash) & Various
What: A catchall for captcha threads and others
When: Intro log & Various
Where: All over the place
Warning(s): N/A

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_{[There's a small shake of Slaine's head. Tekkadan. So it was a group or organization of some sort then.]}

We haven't spoken much...

[expendable]

I suppose it's not important anymore. I mean, certainly the loyalties are still where they ever were, but the political conflict is so far removed there wouldn't be much point to such labels.

[ Ein glances up at the night sky, listening to the quiet, peaceful bustle of the city. ]

It's still strange to me at times. That here, it is not a crime for me to exist. That I am never looked at or treated differently and can simply be.

It's as though I've finally caught my breath when I did not previously realize I was drowning.

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It's the same for me.

_{[Now that's a feeling Slaine can relate to, especially since it's how he's been feeling for years. He's still adjusting to it, simply being. Needless to say it's hard. He still feels like he's drowning. He's never really stopped, not since he moved to Mars.]}

...I don't know if I'll ever catch mine.