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"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"
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"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"
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[screw this.
After a pause to fumble around with stuff - 'how the hell...' he tries taking a photo of it. Where's that thing Kaneda's been sending pics to...
ah.
It takes several minutes to work it out, but that's an incoming snapchat request. Did he do this right?
It's of a black box next to the TV.]
After a pause to fumble around with stuff - 'how the hell...' he tries taking a photo of it. Where's that thing Kaneda's been sending pics to...
ah.
It takes several minutes to work it out, but that's an incoming snapchat request. Did he do this right?
It's of a black box next to the TV.]
Hey, you gotta come meet our dog.
[Twenty days after they got it, or something. But it didn't have a name, and then Neverland happened, and then other stuff...]
[Twenty days after they got it, or something. But it didn't have a name, and then Neverland happened, and then other stuff...]
[things have settled down just enough that Hazel's been able to think without getting herself worked up; she's squared away with Tetsuo, come to accept that Josuke probably remembered everything that happened...and was now realizing the ramifications of her participation in taking Pan down.
it had been so, so stupid. she was replaceable - anyone could have taken her spot and the end result would have been the same. why had she gone and exposed herself like that? now she had to do damage control that she wasn't even certain would work. dumbass.]
I need to ask you for a favor.
it had been so, so stupid. she was replaceable - anyone could have taken her spot and the end result would have been the same. why had she gone and exposed herself like that? now she had to do damage control that she wasn't even certain would work. dumbass.]
I need to ask you for a favor.
[It's the first day Kaneda's been awake since he came back. In fact, he's pretty impressed he's not still clocked out on the couch, resting away bruises and burns. The fight still rang in his head--everything about the jungle did, like it was all a fever dream and didn't actually happen.
But he remembers it all so distinctly. Pan's smarmy smile, Hawke almost skewering him with icicles. Everything. There's no way he could've dreamt that.
It's still buzzing in his head when he picks up that comm, noticing the text.
A favour?]
you waste no time huh
But he remembers it all so distinctly. Pan's smarmy smile, Hawke almost skewering him with icicles. Everything. There's no way he could've dreamt that.
It's still buzzing in his head when he picks up that comm, noticing the text.
A favour?]
you waste no time huh
If I wait too long it won't matter anymore.
[because he'll have talked and it'll all be pointless by then. even if her exposure would be a fitting end to this godforsaken week, Hazel's selfish enough that she wants to prolong things for just a bit more.]
It's nothing rough, I promise.
[because he'll have talked and it'll all be pointless by then. even if her exposure would be a fitting end to this godforsaken week, Hazel's selfish enough that she wants to prolong things for just a bit more.]
It's nothing rough, I promise.
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