the 002nd. || voice

[pike]

[ Much like Nigel's first post, there is only silence when the device first clicks on. Eventually, though, the young man on the other end of the connection clears his throat. His tone is politely curious. ]

I've been told that the dead do not stay dead here and in ways much more involved than the occasional curse. Which leaves me wondering, City: is there no need for undertakers here?

[ There's a pause and then Nigel adds: ]  I had hoped to make myself useful.

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[pike]

[ Genuinely curious. ]

Searching for what?

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[thenormalsquint]

Beauty. Life. Love. The muses.

[Welcome to Angela aka Queen Flighty aka Princess Secret Hippie, Nigel.]

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[pike]

Inspiration can be found in the strangest of places.

[ So sayeth the boy who's given his life meaning by convincing himself he's one of the Knights Templar. ]

And what did you find?

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[thenormalsquint]

Another ex and a plane ticket to Italy.

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[pike]

[ Another passing laugh. ]

Should have made it France.

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[thenormalsquint]

France was before London and then again after Italy and Australia.

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[pike]

I spent my summers as a child in France. I had a great aunt that kept bees.

[ Nigel pauses, a strange distant quality in his voice, when he says: ] It's a lovely place.

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[thenormalsquint]

What part?

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[pike]

Les Baux-de-Provence. In the mountains.

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[thenormalsquint]

Oh, I wanted to go there, but never got the chance.

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[pike]

Provence is the only place I ever really been able to travel to. Beyond the various schools I've attended. [ Nigel pauses, considers. ] It must have been quite a luxury. Seeing that much of the world.