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[marsfireignite]

Apples, hm. That's pretty harmless, for the Animus. Let's hope it lasts.

[But it's quiet, distracted -- if only a little. There is the sound of a thunk -- Rei is outside, collecting apples.]

Are we going to do anything for Halloween again, this year?

[And the feed cuts off -- and now, to business.]

Comments

[buntails]

[Usagi, late as always, won't get to using the apples until tomorrow. But right now, her face on the communicator is bright and smiling; these types of tricks are welcome relief from the chaotic ones.]

We could dress up with a theme! Maybe even make the temple a haunted house!

[Not the most respectful of ideas.]

[marsfireignite]

I don't really know what I'm going to be this year.

[But hell no to more fortune telling. 8|]

[buntails]

With the disguise pen, I'll have the best costume! [What? This wasn't inevitable?]

[marsfireignite]

[ ... sigh.]

You're supposed to use that for business only, Usagi.

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[dark_thespian]

Halloween? ...do you mean All Hallow's eve?

The apples are a good way to get some dried food ready for the winter that prevents scurvy.

[He pauses because he's not sure if she'll turn him away or something because of before. He kept his voice even but now he sounds nervous and like he's expecting rejection.]

...Or would you rather never talk to me again.

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[marsfireignite]

[She's quiet, for a moment.]

-- All Hallow's Eve. Yeah. That's it.

[She doesn't bother answering the second. Friends are always forgiven. Castiel has done far worse and he's still at her side. Allen will be, too.]

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[dark_thespian]

I don't know much about it. I was always too busy when it came around. [Fighting. First in a struggle to survive and later as an Exorcist, wading into conflicts and swinging his claws to put the dead to rest.]

[Voice // Private // Unhackable]

[marsfireignite]

I never really celebrated it before I came here, either.

[voice//private//unhackable]

[grandvision]

Come by our house. And bring a bushel of apples with you. [In case anyone wonders why Rei would be visiting. Paranoid is as paranoid does.] Perhaps we could talk the Lieutenant into making a pie.

[voice//private//unhackable]

[marsfireignite]

I will. Is half an hour okay?

[voice//private//unhackable]

[grandvision]

I'll be waiting.

[offline]

[marsfireignite]

[And Rei shows up on his doorstep, with her bushel of apples, sometime later. She's nervous, tense, almost -- because getting caught with this information could result in something far worse than being kicked off of the police force. But Rei had told Castiel she would do something about it and -- well, Roy is the best way to do that.]

voice:

[ragebending]

Halloween?

voice:

[marsfireignite]

You dress up as whatever you want to go to a party. Or that's how people celebrate it now, anyway.

voice:

[ragebending]

( Party? Kind of like a dress up party... how odd. )

What's the point of that? I don't get what people are celebrating.

voice:

[marsfireignite]

It's a chance to celebrate the spooky and scary, mostly. It's just a silly holiday.

[Private | Unhackable]

[knew_anyway]

I am, yes.

[Watching her curiously.]

[Private | Unhackable]

[marsfireignite]

How much do you trust the people you're working with?

[Private | Unhackable]

[knew_anyway]

You're talking about Jean Louis.

[It's not really a question.]

[Private | Unhackable]

[marsfireignite]

No.

[Jean Louis isn't a threat to her. She could overpower him if absolutely necessary, he was only a politician without any additional powers save for a quick wit and a smart mouth.

She pauses for a moment.]

-- the Archangel Raphael.