The idea was simple enough. Get on, get in, get out. Keep characters 'active' enough to prevent any problems. It was a pity not to be able to stay
around, but hey, better than the alternative. The night was coming to a close and I had just gotten around to the last character on the list. The loading
screen took a bit longer than usual, and it was at that time that the laptop decided to be irate and shut down. Of course, I was not unused to such behavior,
and swore again to myself to get a better computer as soon as I could. The timing had at least been somewhat convenient. Not having anything else worth doing,
I did the reasonable thing and got to sleep.
Waking up was all together uneventful. It wasn't until I had had some tea that I noticed something feeling undefinably off. A cursory glance downward
showed no signs of awkwardness, there was the same body that had convinced the rest of the clan that I was going to be very useful after all; wasn't it?
Something still didn't seem right though. If I wasn't sure I was awake, it could almost be passed off as what I was remembering was a dream or wishful
musing.
The morning was rather routine. Practice, exercise, check the email and web boards. The boards had some interesting things about a server crash in the middle
of an ITF. Curious, but nothing important. The email, on the other hand, was quite intriguing. It didn't appear to be directed at me entierly, though it
was certainly our code and easy enough to read. Apparently Misty (it felt odd thinking about her) needed some assistance.
Would certainly be more eventful to make contact with her than to sit around and ponder why I was feeling off. I hated boredom.
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The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."
>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI
around, but hey, better than the alternative. The night was coming to a close and I had just gotten around to the last character on the list. The loading
screen took a bit longer than usual, and it was at that time that the laptop decided to be irate and shut down. Of course, I was not unused to such behavior,
and swore again to myself to get a better computer as soon as I could. The timing had at least been somewhat convenient. Not having anything else worth doing,
I did the reasonable thing and got to sleep.
Waking up was all together uneventful. It wasn't until I had had some tea that I noticed something feeling undefinably off. A cursory glance downward
showed no signs of awkwardness, there was the same body that had convinced the rest of the clan that I was going to be very useful after all; wasn't it?
Something still didn't seem right though. If I wasn't sure I was awake, it could almost be passed off as what I was remembering was a dream or wishful
musing.
The morning was rather routine. Practice, exercise, check the email and web boards. The boards had some interesting things about a server crash in the middle
of an ITF. Curious, but nothing important. The email, on the other hand, was quite intriguing. It didn't appear to be directed at me entierly, though it
was certainly our code and easy enough to read. Apparently Misty (it felt odd thinking about her) needed some assistance.
Would certainly be more eventful to make contact with her than to sit around and ponder why I was feeling off. I hated boredom.
---
The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."
>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI