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[shiningdown]

[When the device clicks on there is some silence muddled by the background noise of the forest at night, albeit a presently uneventful corner of it. Well, sort of. Then there is a breath, not quite a sigh or anything so quickly named, but a sound that can amount to a combination of distaste and upset.]There ought to be a law of some kind against

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[treadingdawn]

What happened?

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[shiningdown]

Someone killed a unicorn. They---

For its horn, it would appear.

[Cold tone for everyone.]

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[treadingdawn]

Its...

Did you see it happen?

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[shiningdown]

No, or I would not be here alone.

[Never mind that Yvaine is not exactly the type able to restrain anyone through anything but her sometimes abrasive nature, but if she had seen it happen, she would have at least tried to catch the thing that did it at all. Success is not exactly certain, but she is angry enough right now to believe it might as well have been.

All of that is moot of course. She didn't see. But that's that.]

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[treadingdawn]

I see... Do you want any help?

[Help in WHAT is up for debate.]

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[shiningdown]

[LONG PAUSE IS LONG...maybe she disconnected, you don't know---er...well, except there's a reply then...]

I would like to bury it.

Leaving it like this...

[Trailing off still implies the obvious: '...is unacceptable'.

And wanting to bury it asks, sir do you have a shovel?...or well, does your gardener have one?]

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[treadingdawn]

[Look Caspian knows how to use a shovel just fine.]

I will help.

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[shiningdown]

[a long pause again]

Thank you.

[pause]

Once you're in the woods, you should be able to find us.

[she doesn't explain why. but the pinprick of silver light that never moves somewhere ahead of him should be enough of a tip-off.]