[ Puck appears on the tablet's screen, looking rather worse for wear and green about the gills. It's pretty obvious that he's hungover... or perhaps still a bit drunk. His voice is scratchy when he tries to speak and so there's a couple minutes of him clearing his throat, which is good since he doesn't exactly know what to say
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[ these are the important details, as far as Fitz is concerned. ]
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Damn right you'd better.
Not really. I woke up across the city in somebody's patio lounge. It was... a hell of a night.
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[ an unsuccessfully muffled groan
I don't think everything I drank last night was from Earth... or that all of it was even alcohol.
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[ another groan, this one very unhappy -- Long had managed to hit upon one of the concerns, based on some of the stains he'd found ]
No, I hate 'em.
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Wasn't he lucky? Drusilla had lost so much more. There were holes in the city were people used to be. A hole in chest that her Daddy should have been able to fill, too, though time had lessened the ache of that. Just a little. She knew that she'd find him again. She didn't need to read the stars - not that the false stars of Taxon told her anything worthwhile - to know that they were tied together. Like the tide. Like the sun and the moon.
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"What about people? Didn't you lose any people?"
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