August 7th, loud robot child voice broadcasting via istone
Hey, hey! Today is my "birthday"... I think? Or at least I'm pretty sure I remember that Tim guy saying it should be today.
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What is it that you're supposed to do on birthdays, again?
[there's a long pause, and then...]
What is it that you're supposed to do on birthdays, again?

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[He's not sure Crow can use simple ignorance as an excuse when he's apparently pushing forty, but what does Tim know.]
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[It's kind of easy to be ignorant when you have only a few books and no one to talk to except for one kid about several hours before you died and wound up here.]
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Were you just...alone before then?
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[Enough that he named himself "Crow" as a matter of fact. But as far as actual people to talk to? Yeah, he was alone.]
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[All the humans...went away. That's vague.]
Do you remember what happened to the other humans? When they...uh, went away?
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[Via photographic evidence, anyway.]
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[It's soft, speculative. More like he's wording it aloud to himself, working things out in real time.]
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[Missing memories - that he understands. A little too well, in fact.]
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["That must be hard." Except he knows how hard it must be; it's been Tim's entire life."I'm sorry." Except an apology doesn't come close to it. This is supposed to be a birthday, and here he is - fucking it up. Well and truly.]
Kind of thing's never easy.
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That's the hope.
...sorry your birthday is happening in the middle of all this.
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Eh, don't gotta say sorry for that--I mean, who could have seen any of this coming?
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Maybe when this is all over, we can do something...I dunno, better.
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[And, you know, his friends slowly dying right now...]
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[And there is at least one living robot, last he checked. For what it's...worth.]
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[He's so done with Umui]
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[He covers his mouth for another cough. Then another.]
You're not...you're feeling okay, right? Not...sick or anything?
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[uh-huh, sure Crow...]
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Just...uh, let me know if you start feeling like you are. Okay?
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What about you though?
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[He winces, but it goes unseen.]
You don't have to worry.
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If you say so.
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