[In preparation for the holiday season, the Dressing Room has gone out of its way to decorate a fair number of the evergreens into Christmas trees. There is no method to the madness as only some of the trees outside have decorations and an even more random number of trees indoors have lights and tinsel and ornaments
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But she'll go investigate the crash, stopping in the doorway before coming around the room to the tree.
She only gets about halfway before she stops again, catching immediately just who it is.] Lavi?
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[Brushing broken bits of shatter proof ornaments out of his year. Yeah, someone was going to have to have a word with the manufacturer. He blink before he twists and turns to see her properly. Lavi knew that voice from anywhere]
Love~ ♥ I made it back in time for Christmas.
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Darts the rest of the way, dropping to her knees (or kneeling, standing, whatever she has to do to reach him) and wrapping her arms around him tightly.]
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I'm sorry, Love.
[Sorry for making her worry. Sorry for leaving her behind. Sorry for leaving her alone here where she really only had one Alma to lean on when he was gone]
Are you all right?
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Did you go home?
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No. My flower arranging room got turned into a portal, yeah. A portal to somewhere kind of strange. Like a low budget Dressing Room with more zombies.
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... Somewhere like the place I went to? [But she presumes with mostly versions of themselves again. And zombies.]
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[Playfully tugs on her hair]
A met a princess with pink hair and one with this lovely shade of blue.
Are you going to let me dye yours someday?
[Shifting a little bit against her, trying to get his other arm free]
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Were you all right? [He sounds fine, at any rate.]
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Zombies and ghosts are our specialty, yeah. Nothing too scary about them.
[And still fumbling around until he manages to pick up a folded piece of parchment from his pocket and hold it up in front of her nose]
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--Ah.] The letter?
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[The parchment and ink is not of the best quality. He really hadn't found much to work with. That place had been barren for the most part. But there is a dried and preserved white daisy that has been carefully nestled between the folds of the paper]
I didn't mean to keep you waiting so long.
[And if she wants to open it now, he'll take the time to finish freeing himself from the clutches of the Christmas tree]
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Thanks, Love. It would have taken a lot of time and property damage to get out of there by myself.
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Oh really? I was just getting started.
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