Past empty lots and early graves -- those like you who lost their way --

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Once upon a time, lindensphinx invented the absolute coolest meme ever, and wrote a really amazing Winters & Nixon drabblet for it. (I am still hoping, somewhere, somehow, when her schedule stops eating her alive quite so much, that she writes more BoB fic. I am willing to wait. ♠) I have been trying to think how to adapt it to my plays (inasmuch as I'm more

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But shall I live in hope?

[newredshoes]

He sat there and felt it, every salty bead of sweat slipping down his back. Static hissed over the radio. He opened one eye. "Any word?" His throat was still half-raw.

"Nothing." Luz rolled a dial between his fingers. "Perconte said he got Glenn Miller before, though."

Harry snorted, one corner of his mouth curling. "Wake me when Marlene comes on."

Luz's smirk was fully audible. "Just her, or will any German do?"

His eyes slipped shut against, though a grin stole over his face, sly-cat pleased with itself. "Regular Germans, wake me up. Marlene, get the hell out of here and let her to the honors."

Re: But shall I live in hope?

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Marvellous as always (god, loving your descriptions there). Luz n' Welsh banter is always one of things there can never be too much of.