[backdated to a point before I started failing horribly]

[astalavampire]

[Somewhere near the fabled "edge of camp," not too far from the barrier, where these sorts of scenes almost always take place, there is... wait for it... a plane. It's pretty new looking, despite bearing a striking resemblance to a commercial passenger plane, circa 1930. Not far from the aircraft are two things: an impressive pile of luggage, and

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[2nd_slinger]

[Random wandering along on patrol etc., etc., aaaaannnnnd--]

Hey princess, what's...

[2nd_slinger]

... shakin'.

[--that would be the sound of someone's heart dropping as if from the top of the Chrysler Building.]

((What, it's only bee a couple... months~))

[astalavampire]

[is still frowning at the paperwork]

I... am not certain.

[2nd_slinger]

Asta, I... It's...

...

This whole set-up's not ringin' any bells?

[inheritthewind]

...well, damn.

[astalavampire]

Sora.

[inheritthewind]

'Sup! New hobby?

...or not?