Sweet God.
Sep. 2nd, 2005 06:11 pm...The Colony. O frabjous fucking day! Calloo! Callay, damn it!
Why couldn't it have been someone relatively sane, like Toren or Leo or even James? Does it still do that trick it worked out, I wonder, of injecting baselines with its own substance, forcing them to bear a weight they weren't made to carry?
At least the baselines back home have somebody to look out for them, even if it is apparently a pack of jumped-up mesmerists who wouldn't want my help if I could offer it. (And I can't say I blame them, given.)
Why couldn't it have been someone relatively sane, like Toren or Leo or even James? Does it still do that trick it worked out, I wonder, of injecting baselines with its own substance, forcing them to bear a weight they weren't made to carry?
At least the baselines back home have somebody to look out for them, even if it is apparently a pack of jumped-up mesmerists who wouldn't want my help if I could offer it. (And I can't say I blame them, given.)