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[candlejack]

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[matriotism]

[ She doesn't care where she goes as long as mommy's there, or at least Wedingo, so she is just chilling on the streets, carrying a dead body in her boy-arms. ]

[creepinginmy]

Not very discreet, are ya.

[matriotism]

Huh? [ The voice makes her curious, so she stops, turning around to the man. Raicho bounces the dead girl in her arms up a little to get a better grip, head lolling brokenly against her chest when she does so. ] Why should I?

[creepinginmy]

Now, now. [he leans away from the building wall, stepping forwards. He kicks a little rock softly before coming to a stop still a few good meters away from her. He spends the next few moments contemplating the corpse.] I didn't say that.

[abattyowl]

[ Sleeping on your head, most likely. ]

[utterprickle]

( HIS HEAD IS COVERED IN SPIKES )

[gamepointed]

( BARBADOS

A CRUISE

except she is in rather un-holiday-ish clothes, on her phone, obviously discussing business, and typing away on her laptop. WHAT DOES VACATION MEAN DON'T JUDGE )

[touchiefeely]

[Barney pretty much lives in sunglasses, sports shirts and shorts anyway so holiday clothes are a relative term: he's upgraded from trainers to flip-flops, at least. He eyes Jen's (admittedly very accomplished) multitasking dubiously but doesn't pass comment. Instead he busies himself with leaning on the deck railing and inspecting the view around them.]

Ollie's still looking for his Hawaiian shorts. [a meaningful pause.] You know the ones.

[the hideously over-cheerful orange ones, that is.]

[gamepointed]

( Jen doesn't reply immediately, although her eyebrows raise approximately sky high and she rolls her eyes. For the moment she just holds up a hand, as if indicating for him to hold that thought, then puts her phone down on the table beside her - which is destined for cocktails, usually, rather than work stuff - and closes her laptop.

After a moment of thought, she leans back, and watches Barney. ) I think he forgot to pack them.

( Read: she took them out of his suitcase so there was no chance he could be photographed in that hideous apparel )

[touchiefeely]

Ah. [it's an 'ah' of understanding; Barney can read that subtext and he'd half-suspected as much anyway. He pulls his sunglasses from his face with a smile and a squint.]

They'll be missed. [Not by Barney or Jen, but still. He adds with a slightly reproachful tone:] He was quite looking forward to showing them off, I think.

[immortalizes]

[ With nowhere particular to go, for he goes only where he is told to, Sven has simply picked a quaint esplanade somewhere in Europe, near the river, reading his newspaper, smoking a cigarette. ]

[typeright]

( nowhere that requires shots B|

just to be clear. okay? okay.

SO SHE IS HOME, YAY. Home being a hideously huge and fancy flat in London, with spectacular views.

Yay! )

[howaverage]

[ The fact that Jules was rich had already settled in, but she had never quite figured how rich until she saw the enormous flat. In fact, she may be just a little uncomfortable, but mostly happy to be home with Jules. She comes back from the balcony, arms around herself, looking around looking very, very impressed. ]

You would figure someone would get lost here.

[typeright]

( Jules is practically bouncing. She hasn't picked up on Em being uncomfortable yet, because she's so involved in running her hands over the sofa, straightening a painting on the wall. When Em comes back in, though, she grins and moves over to her, setting her hands on her waist. ) That would explain all those breadcrumbs I find!

( Ah, she's quite literally overjoyed. ) Do you like it? Oh! I should show you our room!

[howaverage]

[ Em laughs a little at Jules overeagerness, stepping closer to her and wrapping her arms around her waist. ]

It's amazing. I really-- I really was not expecting it to be so huge. [ A bit sheepish as she says it, brushing some hair behind her ear as she looks around again. But her eyes are on Jules' again. ]

Yeah?