♪♫Melody 011 :: Syncopation

[death_by_flute]

[ It is dark. Very dark actually, but illumination from a fire somewhere off in the area illuminates a few slivers of light over dark brown eyes, giving them an eerie glow like burning coals. They are downcast, and thoughtful, lacking their usual rage, their anger. They are, for once, soft and alight with a sad realization.]

He isn't coming back, is

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[sanninlegacy]

... Firewood help any?

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[death_by_flute]

Yeah.

[ There's a bitter, mumbled thanks in there somewhere, gotta listen for it over the pop and cackle of the fireplace though ]

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[sanninlegacy]

Good.

The snow's gonna be meltin'. Watch out for flooding.

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[death_by_flute]

I figured as much.

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[sanninlegacy]

Need anything else if I go out? I'll drop it off somewhere else.

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[death_by_flute]

No. If I need anything I will get it myself.

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[sanninlegacy]

We know how that went last time.

Just don't forget t' ask for help if you really need it.

[ It's not pity he feels. It's... some sort of kinship. He knows what loneliness is. There was a time you'd scare him. Now... now you just remind him of a time long ago. ]

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[death_by_flute]

Except for there ain't a fuckin' blizzard out there now.

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

[ Too bad they're enemies. Cause they'd probably get along pretty well if they weren't ]

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[sanninlegacy]

[ Probably. Orphan club? ]

Hope you liked your pink coat.

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[death_by_flute]

[ You know it ]

Oh, fuck off.

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[sanninlegacy]

[ Totally the reaction he was looking for. You were being all emo-tastic. Nice to see some fire. ]