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[a_shadow]

I.

I'm not asking for anyone's help making this decision, but I've got a big one that dropped in my lap, and I'm thinking about the whole process now. You know—dealing with the whole 'this is going to affect me for the rest of my life' thing.

It's not fun.

I think I know what I'm going to do, but pulling the trigger, so to speak...it sucks.

II.

[ Several minutes later, a for sale ad is sent out from Tex's network address: ]

For sale: 2 android-style robots. These are empty shells without any sort of intelligence included. 1 suit of Freelancer armor. Cobalt blue. Sniper rifle not included. Prices on these items are negotiable. Please make a reasonable offer.

Comments

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[polyphobic]

Okay. Is the new hours better?

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[a_shadow]

That's the thing, it's objectively worse.

Let me ask you—would you give up being able to win every time you get into a fight in exchange for being able to have orgasms?

[ She's nothing if not blunt. And that's truly what her dilemma boils down to. So she's not mincing words. ]

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[polyphobic]

I don't know if I'm qualified to answer that.

( She does neither of those things )

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[a_shadow]

That's no help.

If I could keep up with the status quo I would. It's just too hard on my organic body to keep switching anymore.

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[polyphobic]

( .... )

To keep switching?

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[a_shadow]

Yes, switching bodies.

I thought it was pretty clear what I was talking about.

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[polyphobic]

I haven't heard of anyone doing that.

( Lies )

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[a_shadow]

I think I'm fairly unique in that ability. So I suppose I can see why it would have taken you some time to catch on.

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[polyphobic]

Why did you do it?