• Octavia: Good!! I'm glad you're getting rest! But oh noo--don't trifle with writing if you're on the verge of death for chrissakes! Holy crap, man x_x this shaman is on wheels, let it be known, if I can drive you from death's door, but if only rest and hermetic solitude in the gingery sepulchre that is student housing can sooth your body, you best be soothed & I'll beam you long distance vibes of adoration and hope. Just tell me what the Rx demands & look out for yo sweet self. Xx
• Ignacio: Verge of death response. You are so wonderfully sweet and thoughtful. Thank you for the vibes. I guess I have a bit of free time to respond to long forgotten emails. Shamanic conjuring always welcome. Btw, I just woke up, gonna shower, and go back to sleep. If your inbox isn't full, it isn't for any reason other than this.
• Octavia: Also, get lots of rest & hydrate, nukka & I hope you feel better soon.
• Octavia: Sorry you're sickly, kid - let me know if I can offer shamanic services.

(didn't show up)

• Octavia (almost midnight): I'm sorry to hear that. Yes, you should have.

Perhaps a rewarding alternative, as it seems you excel at settling card-based conflicts. However, as my own temper escalated over one ill-fated hand after another, you might find yourself in a new kind of battle, on my terms - of a savage physical nature. Thank you for sharing your evening. I hope it doesn't incur any significant distress.

• Ignacio (11:30): More conflict at home. Should've stayed for another game.

(later)

• Ignacio: Okay, gimme just a few..? 10-15 mins.
• Octavia (8:43pm): Yus yus oh please do! You are such a card, with your indefatigable schnauzer lore! Always a hit!
• Ignacio: Can and will. I'll find a few one line jokes, too. Maybe bring my Schnauzer cup to enlighten company with a quick fun fact.
• Octavia: (and an eradicated disclaimer about not tripping, it's all chill, sorry if I set stuff up for friction, but there needs be no friction - just bring your __ and strum through any awkward moments)
• Ignacio: Okay. Will smoke, drink, and then meander tha't'a'way. Prepare some surface level fail-safe topics; if all goes awry, I'll just Ashley Simpson my ass right out of there.
• Octagoniza: Hellz to the yes. Skooch yoself over h'ya.
• Ignacio: Yo! Just got home, visitors still welcome?
• Octavia: Word on the street is I am back from the photo shoot and ready to receive visitors if visitors there be.

(after a bombed shoot; unrelated)

• Ignacio: LOL how awesome.
• Octavia: {isn't this how the Animorphs communicate?}{what is a feline predatory stutter? I'm dying to witness a demonstration}{p.s. Have you ever wondered how demonstrations relate to demons?}
• Ignacio: Orange crush might become a new favorite. (feline predatory stutter) (probably a name for the sound) (phonemically describe the sound if you can) (everything should be in brackets, or parentheses) (why don't we write like this?){no(spaces
  
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• Octavia (5ish): Indubitably, my fine feathered friend. my spirts are alight on thermals of cerebral aphrodesia; they'll be coasting up there for awhile now. Thanks :-)
• Ignacio: Thanks for the journey. White poromeric coated organic or synthetic fiber's brilliance remains suspended in image memory. Thx!

(logistical interplay, concluding in, "come knock" and "uhhhhok" and a soft rapping, and finding I tucked around the corner, garbed in thin ephemeral white, practically midflight)

• Octavia: Yes!
• Ignacio: Life happens rapidly, as a constant state of conflict, then a slow, bitter decay. Everyone sees it coming.

Do you have time to go weed shopping with me in like no time flat? Spontaneous, but I'm leaving quite shortly.

• Octavia: I already quit feelin' it 'even kinda'. :-P You're a little sweetheart brighter than the sun & cooler than the moon viewed from Antarctica. Beauty flowers in your wake & rapture in your afterglow.
• Octavia: Fuck yes! Ooh boy. I am astrally projecting outta my flesh with excitement right now. We are gonna do it up so prop'ah! XD XD xx you have yo-self some sweet dreams, boy - you just made my night sparkle :-D ...again.
• Ignacio: And please stop feelin dat fo sho when it isn't real.
• Ignacio: I wish it were that easy!!!! That is all I want right now. Tomorrow would be cool, though. Dab, chat, jam, etc. If yaa'll are keen.

(afterwards, later in the evening)

• Octavia: (And "she's outta her goddamned mind!" is imaginably all you cna say on the matter, a hunch tells me) x_x i feel dat fo sho - nm, I dabbed & I'm gonna cash out.
• Octavia (~9:30p): Man, if you could come over & jam now it would be so sweet; everyone's hunkered down for the evening, we'd have the living room to ourselves. So much wine & cannibus... The option is there if you're open to take it. That's all I'll say on the matter.
• Ignacio: Oh sweet, will see you soon then. IDK when I'll be there, but semi-shortly maybe.

(drives anyway)

• Ignacio: I'm sorry to leave you hanging. My house was void of nutritional offerings and the child required sustenance. Grocery shopping sucks considering hte run-ins with familiar members of the public. I'll shop incognito from now on. I'm probably not cool to drive atm, so I'll be venturing to a nice secluded spot near __ to get situated and work out some melodies. Sorry to leave you waiting; or worse, wondering.
• Octavia: IGNACIOOOOOOOO
• Octavia: It didn't come through, but I see the other messages. Thank you.
• Octavia: I've migrated back to email.
• Ignacio: Roger.
• Ignacio: Or should I give you a ride?
• Ignacio: shall we just meet there?
• Ignacio: Probably in your vehicle. How can I get these so that I may remain productive?
• Ignacio: Hey, trying to tack down the following: camera bag, or something like it, headphones, could use these items asap, if paϴ'0 and is >1.

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