(joined in progress)
“… natural to assume that.”
bb:
The Great Rubi Woods is the only link I have remaining in Second Life. It still gives off energy.
Carr.:
You’ve been there almost year! One. How you can give up?
bb:
I don’t know Carrcassonnee. I suppose I’ll rebuild Collagesity.
Hucka D.:
No. Give it up.
bb:
Clarify. You said that earlier (in the meeting).
Hucka D.:
I won’t leave again.
bb:
Thanks.
—-
(20 mins. later)
“… said you wouldn’t leave again.”
Hucka D.:
Sorry. The baby needed milking (again).
bb:
Strange.
Hucka D.:
Backwards I know.
bb:
I know backwards!
Hucka D.:
Yes. So to Lisa The V. She needs your help. She is not *done* with the project, only resting. Herman Park is not a done deal. Fluid. Still. We have a Fringe event. Central one.
bb:
I see.
Hucka D.:
No you don’t.
Carr.:
Where’s Carrcassonnee??
—–
(2 hours later)
bb:
If I go there will I be square?
Hucka D.:
I’ll turn that over to Carrcassonnee. Goodbye for now! (Hucka D. buzzes off)
Carr.:
I Carrcassonnee! I help.
bb:
You sentences are clipped tonight Carrcassonnee.
Carr.:
Clipp. ed.
bb:
What do *you* think happens in the center of Hand Lake? We’ve heard Hucka D.’s tale.
Carr.:
Hucka D. is so right wrong. Left. Left wrong.
bb:
He shouldn’t have left?
Carr.:
Okay. Bye!
Awwkwaaard.
Sunklands 