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November 2007

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Swampy - Reflective

[ 6th Sprout ]

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I saw her... I was with her...

She is gone.

And here I am... called once again as guardian... of this tiny Green... and its oddities.

(But Abby is alright... She was in my arms.

It was as if I... had never left.)

Purpose. A curious word. I sense many new faces... among the old. Time has passed... since I left. 

I am again reminded... of my function.

I will think.

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I feel your age in your words.

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My function and purpose? Ancient.

I myself... am quite young.

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You speak as the Faun spoke. Are you one of earth, or air?

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I am the Green. Every tree, every root, every seed, every plant.

My realm is vast and I am entrusted with... its protection and survival.

Explain this Faun to me. I am intrigued.

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He says he is a being of the Mother that is Earth. When we spoke, I sensed the same age about him that I hear echoing in your words.

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Interesting. Perhaps it would do me well... to speak to this Faun. For all of the observation I have... done, all of the watching... there is still much to learn about the City and its functioning layers.

I thank you for this information.

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He is located in Xanadu, if you ever need to speak to him.

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Very well. I shall speak... to him.

You are a new face. You may refer... to me as The Swamp Thing.

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Swamp...Thing?

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It is not a flattering name... but it has stuck.

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Why not call yourself something different, then? The City seems to be a place for new beginnings, after all~
Oh.

It's you.
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And I have not... forgotten you.
Ditto.

Even if I wanted to.
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That impression is not unccmmon.

The City is unpredictable. You must know that... Has it been kind in its... random misfortunes?
Reunions, departures and bad memories being made and new opportunities. It's hard to say this place is kind.
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Suppose it would be safe that... I could assume that it is... the real world on a... smaller scale?
This sure as fuck isn't like my home. Yours maybe but more power to you.
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Hm: Different.

I must not be a common sight... where you are from.
That's for damn sure.
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I assure you... there is no shortage of assassins, regardless.
That's good to know. It's an old profession.
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Never out of work.

Shall I ask... how are those two... Constantine and the Corinthian?
Who the fuck knows about Johnny? I sure don't. That shithead disappeared sometime ago. Cori's doing well given the situation.
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Not unlike the last time.

I am not surprised.

Have you recognized any of the new... faces that have arrived?
From my neck of the woods yeah.

I can't say for yours.
...A plant creature? How odd.
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You speak as if I... do not listen.
I was merely stating an observation.
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Yet, I do make... conversation as well.

Although, there are those that sing... to their gardens.
How you can stand the moisture that must build up on you, I have no idea. I prefer far drier climates.
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My realm emcompasses the sagebrush and saguaro as well.
Realm? What is this realm, you speak of?
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I am the Guardian of the Green. Not only do I watch over... all plant life... but I am.
All plant life? Even the algae under ships? The moss in the trees?
Welcome back, Lord of the Green.
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It is an honor...

What do I call you... since you have left your post?
My name will suffice, I assure you!
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Very well, Lord Destruction.

How have you been faring?
Well enough, in truth! Painted a new picture!
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Ah, I have always been... fond of art.

I wish to see it.
Truly?

I'll come see you soon!

[ooc: I'm so sorry.]
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Very well. I am not hard to find, if you look.

((OOC: TO THE BOG. ON A STUMP. A THINKIN'.))
Ah.

Welcome back, sir.
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I am honored.
^__^

How have you been? It has been some time since we've heard from you.
Welcome back. How have you been faring?

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