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[cloakanddaikon]

Who: Apt. ΠΛ, Apt. Y, interested fourth floor denizens
When: Day 45, early afternoon
Where: ΠΛ
What: Home renovations

[The door to Apt. Π is open, and Zexion's sweeping out the last remains of dried plants, soil and dust out with a makeshift (if functional) broom).]

Clearing in an expedient manner is commendable, but there are several ways of doing so that don't leave the entire floor reeking of noxious smoke.

Comments

[hydralize]

Good. It was fucking tiring being in that position before.

[cloakanddaikon]

Understandably so, yes. Even with my own experiences aside, I have no desire to see you take up that role again.

[hydralize]

Trust me, it's the last thing I want now.

[cloakanddaikon]

What do you want, Nova?

[hydralize]

. . . I don't know.

[cloakanddaikon]

[Nods, accepting that.]

[hydralize]

I'll figure it out . . .

[cloakanddaikon]

Not knowing is also an answer.

[hydralize]

Not a good one.

[cloakanddaikon]

Choosing a goal on a whim can ultimately be far more damaging than taking the time to determine what it is you truly want to pursue.

You have time. Do not be ashamed to use it.

[hydralize]

It's already been too much time for Excel.

[cloakanddaikon]

Lucky is not the kind of person that goes for long not knowing what she wants. She simply changes her mind frequently after.

[hydralize]

I'm not supposed to be either . . . I've always known what I wanted.

[cloakanddaikon]

In truth, I wonder if it is the knowing that has changed, or whether it is that your time in the world of Sabra La Tau is still too fresh, and hopes and dreams, the foundation for any desire, are but salt on that wound.

[hydralize]

It shouldn't fucking matter when it was . . .

[he doesn't sound so sure about that]

[cloakanddaikon]

It's our experiences that shape and change us. Often, 'when' is the only thing that matters.