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<nobody>

i'm sorry...?

[should he be? is this buzzing painful? annoying? he doesn't like the idea that he had an effect on someone that he didn't intend.]

my arms and legs aren't like they used to be.
they're black smoke, mostly.
but i can see my bones.

i can't walk. i have to concentrate to get my feet on the ground.
i have to float if i need to get anywhere.

oh, and
i can move things with my mind now.

[the details of which he'd like to keep to himself for now.]

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