Yes, I confirmed to my mother, I had been playing on the affected server when things went strange. Yes, I was different now. Yes, I remembered being two people. No, I didn't feel like two people. Honestly I wasn't sure if I was still 'me', but it didn't matter, really. Changed, replaced, or whatever, I was how I was and I had a mother, a father, and a sister.
Yes, transferring some money to my own, otherwise empty accounts would be helpful in building up clothes that fit. Actually I was about the same size, clothing-wise, but the shoes and undergarments wouldn't work at all and the pants were too short now. Yes, I'd come home if she wanted to see me. No, I wouldn't be taking up vigilantism, Sachie hadn't been the type and I thought it was smarter to stay low until I knew how things were going to shake out for Virtues and the rest of the world. No, I'd be fine, but I worried about her.
I'd check my email and then get right on the road, absolutely. Yes, I still loved her, too.
Finding out that the Hanagawa drop accounts were extant in this world shouldn't have been the surprise it was, of course. I'd been slow and careful about things - that'd be Nathan's influence, likely - but I'd known Fox was on Misty at the time and she certainly wasn't as cautious. Finding mail from someone named Goodhue - when I'd known, also, that that was his real last name, was worrying, though. Sloppy. I'd have to talk to her about that. New Hampshire would be a hell of a drive for me, and worse for Rina - who'd left a drop of her own - since I recalled Ankh as having been located in Georgia. Someplace closer to the middle.
I RSVPed, of course, for a couple days hence - and suggested finding someplace in DC or Baltimore to talk things out in person.
Fitting into my car took some adjustment, since Nathan had been something like thirty centimeters shorter, but not an impossible amount. I checked the tires and the oil the way he'd rarely been thorough or thoughtful enough to, and Sachie had never really known to, and found everything in working order. I locked up behind me and drove north. Kanawha Boulevard for three, four blocks to the interstate, onramp on I-60 and it turns into I-79, then north for a hundred miles 'til Weston and US 33 turns off to the east for another thirty-five. Two hours or so at the speed limit, which was my and Nathan's style if not Sachie's.
When I got in I took a moment to look up at the house, to brace myself in all honesty, then pulled the key out and went inside.
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."
Yes, transferring some money to my own, otherwise empty accounts would be helpful in building up clothes that fit. Actually I was about the same size, clothing-wise, but the shoes and undergarments wouldn't work at all and the pants were too short now. Yes, I'd come home if she wanted to see me. No, I wouldn't be taking up vigilantism, Sachie hadn't been the type and I thought it was smarter to stay low until I knew how things were going to shake out for Virtues and the rest of the world. No, I'd be fine, but I worried about her.
I'd check my email and then get right on the road, absolutely. Yes, I still loved her, too.
Finding out that the Hanagawa drop accounts were extant in this world shouldn't have been the surprise it was, of course. I'd been slow and careful about things - that'd be Nathan's influence, likely - but I'd known Fox was on Misty at the time and she certainly wasn't as cautious. Finding mail from someone named Goodhue - when I'd known, also, that that was his real last name, was worrying, though. Sloppy. I'd have to talk to her about that. New Hampshire would be a hell of a drive for me, and worse for Rina - who'd left a drop of her own - since I recalled Ankh as having been located in Georgia. Someplace closer to the middle.
I RSVPed, of course, for a couple days hence - and suggested finding someplace in DC or Baltimore to talk things out in person.
Fitting into my car took some adjustment, since Nathan had been something like thirty centimeters shorter, but not an impossible amount. I checked the tires and the oil the way he'd rarely been thorough or thoughtful enough to, and Sachie had never really known to, and found everything in working order. I locked up behind me and drove north. Kanawha Boulevard for three, four blocks to the interstate, onramp on I-60 and it turns into I-79, then north for a hundred miles 'til Weston and US 33 turns off to the east for another thirty-five. Two hours or so at the speed limit, which was my and Nathan's style if not Sachie's.
When I got in I took a moment to look up at the house, to brace myself in all honesty, then pulled the key out and went inside.
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."