I lurked RPG for many years but when I decided to step in and lurk in a more active and up close manner, the first person I wound up talking with and repeatedly having drawn out arguments with was Poly. Sometimes they were heated and sometimes they were playful, but Poly's dedication to those conversations always caught me off guard. It was always something silly; political matters, theoretical concepts, games of semantics. Over time they became something I sought out. A routine. A real back and forth talking things out, all the bile and the jokes in a way I don't do anymore.

Although we never wrote together proper, I associated the site and my remaining embers in the hobby I once dedicated many years of my life into, with Poly. 

I'm still not really sure how to process this. Realizing how much concern I had when it's too late to show it. It doesn't seem right. I just hope when they said they liked my antics that I managed to entertain her along the way. 

May their family and close friends find solace and Poly, peace.