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[goldilocked]

[Failed filter to Elliot Nightray (corrected only a few hours later);]

Gilbert and Vincent's contract mirrors have been found.

[A long pause. Jack takes in a ragged breath.]

They have been shattered.

[He assumes Elliot knows that contractors protect their mirrors with their lives, especially one as strong as Gilbert's Chain. Once they're

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[A few hours after he's contacted her...]

You need to learn to lock things better, Jack. I'm on my way over now, too.

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I'm sorry, I - wasn't thinking clearly.

[a pensive hum, which is actually him choking tears back.]

I'll be waiting for you.

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[she drops her voice in a whispered hush, gentle.]

I know. It's okay. I'll be there in ten minutes.

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I'll - brew you some coffee, thank you.

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[Coffee. She turns off the feed before she laughs a little, knowing it'd be in bad taste. The poor man's devastated and he's offering her coffee?

Re-l shows up at his door, as promised, in ten minutes. She knocks on the door, the mirrors in her jacket pockets and wrapped in cloth.]

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[The door swings open quickly, and Jack smiles at Re-l. Oh, he's trying so hard.]

Ah - come in, excuse the [non-existent] mess.

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[She tries to keep her face completely impassive, but knowing how much these boys meant to Jack-]

Thank you. [A beat as she steps inside.] ...What mess?

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Ah - you know, here and there. Please, sit down.

[He crosses to the kitchen to get her coffee.]

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[A pathological liar on top of it all? He has a strong mask, then. Re-l nods, sitting down where she can and simply contemplating how to tell him this.]

Thank you. You didn't need to do this for me.

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[why won't you love him, Re-l :c He comes back with two cups of coffee and sets hers down on the coffee table, in front of her. It's black.]

Ah - don't worry, it's - [he pauses, forgetting what he's saying for a moment] - fine.

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[she's suspicious of everyone, sweetie, don't take it personally. she takes the cup gratefully and nods, letting it warm her hands a little before she's willing to sip from it.]

Are you related to them?

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What - have they told you about our relations, Re-l?

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Nothing. Gilbert is fairly tight-lipped on everything and I would never ask for Vincent's opinion.

[she takes a sip of her coffee.]

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It is up to them to reveal what they wish to.

[But they're dead. Oh god oh god oh god; Jack has to set down his cup to prevent it from spilling.]

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[She doesn't say anything to that, but sets her cup down as well.]

I'll respect that decision, then.

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...may I - may I see the mirrors?