Seventh Knife Edge // Text

[capuletguarddog]

[Several hours after THIS log]

Does anyone need any kindling. I seem to have acquired an excess

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[capuletnomore]

[Now that she's safely ensconced at Spike's, she can check the little machine she was fortunate enough to be holding when she fled. And she frowns.]

If you have broken any of the child's things, I shall tell Riku.

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[capuletguarddog]

I have touched nothing that is not mine

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[capuletnomore]

[That answer surprises her, and is more than she'd hoped for, given how angry he was when she left.]

Good. I would not wish you to deal with Riku's temper today.

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[capuletguarddog]

I will leave it outside for you to pick up

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[capuletnomore]

Do you not mean you will leave Bubbles' things for Riku or Hanna?

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[capuletguarddog]

If it isn't in the main room or my room, it's going outside. I'm leaving in a quarter hour. Someone needs to pick it up

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[capuletnomore]

[And this takes her completely by surprise. He'd been angry, but she hadn't thought it would stretch quite so far. He really was kicking her out of the house. She swallows, feeling new tears, before typing.]

I see. I shall make arrangements. Separate my things from the child's, if it is not too much trouble.

What will you tell Bubbles?

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[capuletguarddog]

I will figure something out...

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[capuletnomore]

Is she truly no longer welcome in your home, Tybalt? She has done no wrong.

[If he's insisting she take her things, she'll refer to it as his house.]

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[capuletguarddog]

It makes more sense for her to stay somewhere else for a while.

There is not much of hers.