I expect it and I would have different answers. As far as I am concerned - no. Of something else. A broken piece of soul that shattered and floated about until it landed upon an unoccupied body.
There was a time I was ... well. Unable to be present. I had been murdered. This thing, this splinter, took advantage. It seized control of my body, and puppeted it around to its heart's content, while I was busy with the repairing of myself. My soul. Putting it back together from where it had been shattered.
week 2, wednesday
Lucien-sama. Are you feeling better after yesterday?
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I was fine. It was only an hour.
[ oh okay trying a fake news tactic on this one. ]
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Ah, good, good. I'm glad that it was only an hour.
[ it's fine ]
I assume you don't want to talk about it.
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but maybe he will. owner has a weird thing about him that makes it so he kind of wants to blab if only to prove him wrong about shit. ]
I assume that means you have questions?
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[ sorry. he is nosy and every time he runs into lucien he is having some sort of breakdown. ]
Who were you talking to?
[ he was referring to someone!! ]
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[ sorry lucien has so many brain problems. just a lot of them. ]
... A splinter.
[ cool. great answer! ]
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owner does not mind. ]
Of yourself?
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There was a time I was ... well. Unable to be present. I had been murdered. This thing, this splinter, took advantage. It seized control of my body, and puppeted it around to its heart's content, while I was busy with the repairing of myself. My soul. Putting it back together from where it had been shattered.
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And are they still there? Or did they get cast away?
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It was a fool, and an idiot, and died and discarded this body on the Glory Road. Cree found it again, returned me to my rightful place. It is dead.
[ he doesn't say gone though. and funny, how a splinter is his home item. ]
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Well. The dead so have an uncanny ability of coming back though, don't they?
[ lucien did say he also died. ]
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Thrice upon a time ...
[ said idly, like he's not sure why he's saying it or the origin of it, but. it comes to mind anyway. ]
I need to excise it.
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[ or is this just a wish for now, a distant want? ]