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[curseshit]

The Duke is no longer himself, Blind Marge shared some details about the beginning of the curse and the Spanish guy left taking Neri and Icarus with him. They're in a better place now. Not dead though! Haha.

Found all your stuff already? If not you better act quick because most of the townsfolk are leaving, they've been stuck here for a long while and some have their real family waiting for them. They'll take whatever they can with them as they go so there's looting and chaos all around the usually so peaceful town.

It also seems that the destruction of the apple trees set off the crows. They're making a horrible noise as they fly over your heads and kaw loudly. More birds seem to arrive to the scene every minute. It's almost like you're stuck in a Hitchcock movie. Time to go?

[ mission: look for hook. i mean the map. ]

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[recurred]

She had a jar of bottle caps. I don't think her criteria was very limited to valuables. [distractedly reading and accounting for. something she'd figure she should ask the doctor about considering it seems right up his alley]

[yeah excited. excited for about ten seconds until she starts thinking about it and now it's turning into an all that glitters scenario. graduation goggles]

A week from now we could be...back to normal. [says it in that 'it sounds unreal' kind of tone. just the thought of beds and tardises and london. tucked well and far away from each other's lives for the rest of everything]

[sawedoff]

Yeah. [more of a relieved huff than a word, but she's looking a little shellshocked about it so he slowly reaches over to pluck the flyer back and tuck it away]

-Hey. No misty eyed, this is really it speeches. [gonna cut you off at the pass. levels an uncomfortable look at her, eyebrows raised a fraction]

[recurred]

[who's getting misty eyed. she's just shell shocked, she'll save the emotions for when its right there in her face because procrastinating feelings is what they do best]

I wasn't. You were thinking it. [folds arms and pushes herself off the window and into the living room. speaking in a matter of fact way as she looks around] You're going to miss me.

[sawedoff]

[stays there leaning over windowsill like the neighbor on tooltime. watches her move away with a slow nod, smiling as he looks down]

Who wouldn't? [scratches at his chin with thumb, glances up while she's making her rounds] You're gonna forget all about me. Chasin E.T. or whatever. Living your life. [sounds more or less grateful for that much]

[recurred]

[distracts herself with playing with a fixture on the mantle above the fireplace]

Helping people. Saving the universe. [that's a correction. light in tone, but she's somewhat serious nonetheless as she glances back at him]

And you, try all you might. [taps her head] Not going anywhere.

[sawedoff]

[he meets the look still kind of smiling, but it's that automatic bitter smile you do. not long before he's doing the glance and look away shuffle, unfolding his arms to push off the sill. it's funny because they all knew it was going to come to this, you know, the gory inevitable group breakup, go back their own ways, but they just ignored it until it made its ugly self front and center. maybe it woulda been easier to give it some attention before because man does he hate goodbyes]

Well. Guess we'll find out in a couple days. So, smoke em if you got em.

[which is why he'll do exactly the opposite and continue putting it off]

[recurred]

[they're just healthy people. also this is the first time they've seen a legitimate chance out, so maybe all those thoughts just have come to life.]

Dangerous order. [we'd all feel mighty silly if it turned out to be a sham after all. but then there's that gamble of every single ounce of regret taking it all for granted.]

[sawedoff]

I dunno. Don't wanna shag ass out of here without slapping at least a couple people around. Some more than others.

[totally not what she meant but he's avoiding what she meant so we'll default to violence. his goodbye to hook and constantine is for sure going to be a kick to the shins.]

[hits palm of his hand against sill quietly like the punctuation at the end of a thought before taking a step away]

Figure we'll take off soon so think you can wrap up your junior burglary in ten? Rendezvous in front of town hall?

[recurred]

[well aren't you just.]

[flexes eyebrows momentarily and looks around again. 10 doesn't seem even remotely long enough to find that ring, but now its either ditch or go home]

'Course.