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[governorkang]

WHO: Kang and YOU
WHERE: Central Park, an outdoor market, and a bar
WHEN: Backdated to Saturday
WARNINGS: Possibly language?
SUMMARY: Buying stuff and drinking and hanging out by the lake
FORMAT: Starting prose, but tagger's choice


It was simply too beautiful a day to spend cooped up in his quarters.

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[spacetimeprime]

"A good number, but not...all. Some of my fellows...the closest they ever got to returning to their true forms was to construct a shell, and to transfer their spark to it." Something...he was never quite interested in.

Being human wasn't enough to drive him that far, though he could not fault them for their own choices.