I don't think I like precog

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Reality and I have regained passing familiarity with one another. I am no longer haunted by images of Nikola Tesla feeding the elephants sawdust beneath epilepsy-inducing red spotlights, and that is absolutely fine by me. After three solid days of utterly deranged hallucination perhaps now periods of sleep greater than two hours a night will be again within my grasp.

Je suis désolé, Marie-Ange. Ta for the assist, apologies that it resulted in physical assault. I believe I owe you dinner. Or possibly footing of the bill for one with your paramour, as to hear some of my flatmates tell it I am not to be trusted with members of the opposite sex. Whichever is to your preference.

Incidentally: your power doesn't so much have an "off" switch, does it?

. . . Bugger. Now I have to reset my "Number of Days Since Last Attack" counter. I was up to two sodding months, too. This is the last time I volunteer for manual labour on a marrow donation of uncertain metabolism.

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No one likes precognition. We just suffer through it. It is not fun at all.

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Courtesy suggests that I should refuse and tell you that it was not a problem, but the fading bruise on my arm says otherwise, so courtesy can go, as Amanda might say, bugger itself. Dinner would be perfectly fine, and rather appropiate since I was your lunch, after all. I am perfectly able to go without molestation from you in... well, every sense except as to provide you with a meal, it seems.

..Perhaps Doug should be along.

Or I could show you the local coffee shop. They are rather used to me arriving with oddly accented young men with more money than sense.

No, it does not seem to have one, though Dr. MacTaggart has suggested that I could suppress it chemically if I wished. It is also entirely symbolic - I must say that I have never hallucinated Nikola Tesla. Was he feeding the elephants anything interesting?

Would you like a sign? I have to design some sign-work for a small project in my Media class, and my professor has a sense of humour about this sort of thing.

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He insists on feeding me dinner every now and then, and that's for scheduled marrow donations. Not that I'm complaining, mind.

Well, not about that. Now I'm thinking I might have to keep an eye on him better....

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Wow. And I thought I was usually the slowest to pick up on these things...

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*eyeroll* Well, he had been keeping on schedule well enough for a good while, even with exertion.

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I was on schedule. I should have made it at least another three days, easy. However, last week was a new donor, and it seems her metabolism was a bit more kicked-up than the norm. I wasn't so much expecting to run through it in the middle of the path. Energy projectors are apparently not a reliable food-source.

Good to hear you enjoy the dinners, though.

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Ouch. Well, still, obviously we'll need to monitor you a little more when it's a new donor. I'll try to keep that in mind. And of course if you start feeling a bit off in time to notice you can come look for me or something. Even if 'tis a little sooner than normal, I'll be fine.

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Ta for that. The problem is I don't so much notice when it comes on all of a sudden like that. Cats has seen fit to swat me for it in the past, too.

Ah, never mind. I'm just a bit tired at the moment. It comes of being up for 72 hours. I'm just waiting for the clock to tick around another hour or so to get myself back to something approaching a proper schedule.

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My apologies that I haven't yet sorted out my life-endangering dietary deficiency to your satisfaction. Next time I'll be certain to think before crashing out a half-mile from medical attention.

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Then let it be a lesson to you. This is why I avoid manual labor like the plague.

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True. I should have known nothing good would come of interacting with Dayspring, even in the capacity it takes to lift his boxes.

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Hence why I spent the afternoon deep in medical technology research. I have come to the conclusion that polymerase chain reaction theory is evil and needs to be revised to be simpler.

Re: No one likes precognition. We just suffer through it. It is not fun at all.

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Excellent. I am perfectly capable of holding civilized conversations with members of the opposite gender without molesting them. Forge's spurious accusations to the contrary. However, as I said, I will not be offended if you wish to abscond with my platinum card and treat yourself to a dinner date.

And you go through your life, 24/7, with that precognition switched on? And are still able to form coherent thought? After bearing witness to the psychedelic circus of the damned without even the courtesy of free lottery numbers for my trouble three days straight, you, mademoiselle, have my newfound respect.

Sawdust. While a young woman swallowed knives and juggled dice in her spare hand. The elephants seemed to quite enjoy it.

The sign is not necessary. Ta for the offer, though.