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[throughbamboo]

It sounded fine 'til ya brought in the monkeys.

Who was the DJ? An' the friend ya saw?

[holesomelanguage]

Friday's sister. An' the friend might o' been Velveteen with Sun Sign, but he looked pretty different.

[throughbamboo]

Huh. Different how?

[holesomelanguage]

Short hair, an' missin' all his dragon-y features.

[throughbamboo]

That is pretty different. Weird . . .

More normal than the monkeys. What was the deal with those? An' the ninja?

[holesomelanguage]

No idea- jus' a bunch o' them poppin' outta the sky an' turnin' back ta human. Seemed like they were happy ta?

... The ninja I knew. Somethin' like a work partner? I was there ta help her out.

[throughbamboo]

Ahh, so it was all good, more or less? Huh.

Here I thought my memories were wild, I ain't got nothin' even close to that. Or cowboys.

[holesomelanguage]

Figure so.

Yeah? What were yers like?

[throughbamboo]

Mmm . . . lot of fightin'. Vision me is part of some kind of gang, too.

[a beat]

He spent 25 years in prison for murdering 18 men.

[holesomelanguage]

--Holy hell. Yer up ta some wild shit too, I'd say.

[throughbamboo]

[ahahahahahahaha.

He huffs a bit]

No kiddin'. S'complicated, but he didn't actually murder 'em, but - still did the time.

[waves a hand]

Forget 'bout that. Gonna keep goin' while it's good?

[holesomelanguage]

Yer tellin' me some other time then, brother. Story fer a story, yeah?

[ Except he's starting to feel a little too into this, nodding at the question. ]

Yeah- there's gotta be more in there ta explain the... space everythin', right?

[throughbamboo]

Hah, I'd be glad to. Did say I'd show ya some, too - the nicer ones.

[that doesn't surprise him, though. He nods]

There's gotta be. Or at least, maybe ya got more cowboy stuff waitin' for ya.

[holesomelanguage]

Wouldn't mind it at all if there were. Or some answers fer all the questions I got.

Jus' got the one left now- other's with Rose.

[throughbamboo]

Answers would be nice.

Here's hopin' this gives ya some.

[holesomelanguage]

[ Time for the last vision, the ring, and as it kicks in, a smile spreads on his face, warm and soft. ]

... A weddin'. One o' my siblings.

[throughbamboo]

[there's a bit of relief on his face for a moment before he smiles]

Yeah? What was it like?

[holesomelanguage]

[ Rubbing absently at his left arm. ]

Held right out in the flower fields. Beautiful day, perfect in every way. Fella came from a far off town, travelin' through an' they jus' fell in love.

[throughbamboo]

Flower fields? That sounds real nice.

'M glad it was perfect, day like that should be.

[holesomelanguage]

Yeah, she was real happy. Reckon there ain't ever been a wider smile on her face.

[throughbamboo]

I bet. Bet both of 'em were real happy.

[holesomelanguage]

Smiles wide as the sun is bright. Ridin' off inta the sunset too.

[throughbamboo]

Even that? Damn, even got a perfect endin', too.

[holesomelanguage]

Right? Damn jealous when I saw it. Hopin' I'd get my own some day.

[ He's motioning with his hand, oblivious to the fact that there's a spreading metallic sheen on it. ]

[throughbamboo]

Heh, y'never know, Nick. Maybe ya got that comin' in yer future -

[he frowns, trailing off and glancing at his hand] The hell?