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[needsheadphones]

[ Rebecca hasn't been heard from since the end of the Ten Years Later event, and with good reason. In the beginning, she had chosen to do something that a few others had done: close herself off. The emotions and the memories were too much, the phantom weight of a ring on her left hand haunting her. Soon after, however, she had fallen asleep,

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Half a year's a long time. You got to go home?

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[needsheadphones]

Yeah.

For a while, I thought I'd be more useful here -- keeping people safe, you know? But... some stuff's happened back home that I can't ignore.

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[dirt_heart]

I understand.

[He'd wanted to get back home since he'd arrived.]

But short of sitting in front of your mirror all day, there isn't much to do about it.

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[needsheadphones]

Not as far as we know, anyway.

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[dirt_heart]

There doesn't seem to be any leads on finding any ways yet, either.

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[needsheadphones]

...You run that restaurant, right?

[ It may seem random, but, well. It's more like Rebecca doesn't want Genero to swoop in on their conversation. ]

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[dirt_heart]

Yeah, Land's End.

[Not that he's been there since waking up from the little trip to the future. He's sort of been hiding away in his room and wallowing in self-pity, like a totally mature adult.]

You craving some shrimp all of a sudden?

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[needsheadphones]

Something like that.

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[He nods.]

I can be there in ten.

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I'll see you there, then.

[ And, after getting herself in order, Rebecca makes her way to the restaurant. ]

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[dirt_heart]

[He cleans himself up a bit before heading out, really has let himself get in quite a state, but he looks presentable enough. The restaurant is closed, as he expected, but he opens the door up for Rebecca's arrival and helps himself to a beer from the bar fridge.

He holds it up as Rebecca arrives.]

Do you want one?

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[needsheadphones]

[ She gives him a slight smile as she enters, turning down the volume on her headphones a notch. ]

Yeah, sure. Thanks.

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[dirt_heart]

[He leans over the bar to fish another bottle out, opening it and passing it over.]

I can get the grill fired up, if shrimp was really what you wanted.

[He doesn't think it was, though.]

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[ She takes it, raising her beer in his direction before taking a sip. ]

It wasn't, but it'd make a good cover if someone else decided to see if you're open.

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[dirt_heart]

[He raises his eyebrows. So it was the sort of conversation that needed a cover.]

Right. Kitchen's back here, then.

[He leads the way back around the bar, into the kitchen, walking past all the stainless steel to turn the grill on, as directed.]

I'm feeling sort of hungry now, anyway.

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[needsheadphones]

It's always time for grilled shrimp.

[ She grins, finding a place in the kitchen where she won't get in the way or get anything dirty. ]

So. You want to get out of here, right?