Alone again

[shooting_blind]

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*Sniff*
"They grow up so fast, El." One hand goes to his face as the other waves the already departed Murdoc off.
"Fly away, little one. Fly away."

He walks back to the bedroom.
"That's it. Now I have to join some kind of pottery class to ease my Leaving the Nest Syndrome."

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[fake_cherry]

Tabby knocks on the door. She really isn't looking forward to this.

In her hands, she has a jar of very expensive gun oil, which she figures Sands probably goes through pretty quickly. There's also a few wacky belt buckles, and a plush Miss Piggy in a french maid's uniform just the right size to cuddle with. It also has a hole in the back just the right size to hide a gun in.

Tabby doesn't intend to tell him that it was originally made to hide sex toys in. She figures he can use it as another place to hide a weapon.

Or maybe a sex toy. She really wouldn't know.

She shifts around nervously while waiting for someone to answer.

[shooting_blind]

"Sarah. Formally Bruiser. Another part of the nexus that certain types can't get into. I've got a plan for my little problem. It's one of the few places left to me. She can get into any world she has to now. Pain in my ass."

[fake_cherry]

Tabby has no idea what Sands is talking about. "Bruiser? Oh, yeah, the Sin Eater thing. Ah, you're just leaving Trans, okay. I get it. Well, I guess I wish you the best of luck." She wants to offer him her help, but she think he's likely to just say something snide to her again. She's also thinking about what Jimmy said to her, about how her offering to help him is shameful. She's really feeling like she misread the entire situation.

"When are you going? Are you going to throw a party, or is it more a hush-hush thing?"

[shooting_blind]

"I plan to slip out without telling anyone. Except you obviously. You know. Like the whole thing was an embarrassing fuck I want to get away from. Only way to leave."

[fake_cherry]

She chuckles cynically. "What a charming outlook! Well, then good luck with the whole 'slinking out' thing. You'll be missed, Sands." She moves her hand as if she'd like to touch his arm, but the vibe is all off and plus El is there watching.

She edges toward the door. "I guess I'll be seeing you. Oh. Only not. Huh. So is this like, goodbye?"

[shooting_blind]

"Thanks for saying so." Maybe three people will miss him. Two of them will be in D_M so he'll see them again.

"I guess. Probably. We had a good run, kid. Here's mud in yer eye."
Sands quotes stupid things when he doesn't know what to say.

[fake_cherry]

It's fair enough. Tabby doesn't know what to say, either. It feels like a moment that should be commemorated somehow. But she doesn't know how, and she's not sure that Sands would care even if she did try.

Awkwardly, she pats his wrist. He seems so different from the man who hugged her after she lost her baby. Too much has happened since then. "Bye, Sands. Give 'em Hell. Whatever that means."

She waves at El again and then leaves.

[el_maraichi]

El nods, giving Tabby as much acknowledgment in farewell as he does anyone (though, he will wave to Elwyn). Once she's gone, he takes a loud and deep breath, as if he'd been holding it in the entire duration of the visit. It's very close to true.

"What the hell was that all about? I doubt that woman just came by to give you belated birthday gifts. What's going on?"
El didn't miss the wince Tabby gave when Sands gave his weak explanation for what happened.
"'Perform a few tricks'? Just what does that mean, Sheldon? And don't bullshit me. It only makes talking to you take twice as long."