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Who: Anyone.
Where: Possibly somewhere near Orpheus/Cephrion/whatever they call themselves.
When: Day 124, late morning.
What:

[So on a large rock possibly near by, there is a Vulpecula practicing magic]

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Haha. This is nothing.

--oh, hey. You remember when you said to tell you if I got a memory like your driving a car off a cliff one?

Yeah. Did you get one?

Rolling down the side of a skyscraper on a scooter and then falling the rest of the way~!

[... slow clap]

It was pretty awesome.

Especially since I was able to apply make up and put on a wig and change my clothes while it was happening...

... how the hell do you apply make up in that kind of wind?

Talent and skill.

Also the right kind of make-up helps.

[snorts a bit]

Well, I probably won't ever need to do that myself.

Probably not. It was so much fun though...

What were you doing up there to begin with?

... I think the whole thing was going on near the top of the building. So... quick way out?

Must've been in one hell of a hurry.

... well, why not?

Most people would take the stairs.

Stairs are for uncreative souls.

I'd say sanity is also involved.

I am completely sane.

... okay, keeping a straight face there hurts a little.

[grins a little]

Hey, I didn't say I was sane either.

Being sane's overrated.

[shrugs]

I think it's where the real damage happens here. Bodies can be put back together, but minds ...

Preaching to the choir, Jim.

Oh, come on. Let me sound cool for a minute here.

... such a thing is possible?