boeshane_boy

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So. Something weird's going on with the journals.

[This is his I'm okay guys but not really post. :|]

...well, this obviously isn't calibrated correctly...

Obviously.

...[MENTAL KEYSMASH GOES HERE.] ...How's the baby?

Why would it matter, Jack? If this is Jack. Which I'm fairly certain it isn't.

Of course it's Jack. And I just - just curious. You sound okay.

Of course it's Jack. Only Jack can do this to me.

I'm fine. Everything's fine. It's all fine. How are you? Are you all right?

~~Gwen--~~

Fine. Hope we're not defining it the same way.

Defining what?

Let's just-- I mean, this piece of junk isn't made to run long. You must have a good story, eh Jack?

Kind of a long story. Not very happy, either. [AVOIDING] How's Rhys?

Rhys is lovely, Jack. Where are you?

Place called the Barge. It's a halfway house, kind of. Redeems lost souls.

I didn't know you believed in souls.

Me neither. Jury's still out. I didn't come here out of my passion for the state of lost souls.