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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva appears on the Plane, sitting on an unextraordinary mail box and (since Dero told me to), now wearing a nun's habit instead of the Victorian clothing she was wearing only the other day}

Ne, after talking to the twins, I have something nice for everyone! Since without a merger, it might be hard to talk to people here, I thought it'd be nice if we could at least send each other letters. So, according to the Twins, as long as you put the recipient's name on your letter and put it in here, it'll get there. Oh, and packages too, but they said that the things inside can't be alive, alright? Just anything you'd send through the mail normally!

{She hops off with a smile, tapping the top}

I hope that it's fun for everyone! I'll definitely be writing a few letters for some people. ♥

Comments

[didorothy]

Because it is important.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Bull. It's about as important as a tranny at a gay bar.

[didorothy]

...what? How does that simile even make sense?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Because they fit in -- it doesn't even matter. We're not discussing this.

[didorothy]

Then admit it.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

We're not discussing it.

[didorothy]

Because you can't face up to it.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Just drop it, Tyler.

[didorothy]

Fine. But it isn't over, Hunt. Some day, you'll have to face it. And if you don't...

[theguv.livejournal.com]

If I don't I'll what?

[didorothy]

I don't know, I'm not a mind reader. But you can't run from the truth. I won't.

[and if Sam is walking towards the truth and Gene's running from it, then they're not side-by-side, are they?]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

And I told you, I'm not running. The truth is you belong here and all that Hyde bullocks doesn't mean a bloody thing. You're not there. You're here. And maybe you should stop running from that.

[that is logic that Gene would rather not consider]

[didorothy]

I'm not running, Guv. But I am from there. And one day, I'll have to deal with that. I'd be a bad copper and a worse son if I didn't.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Why does being where you need to be, where you're needed, make you a bad copper?

[didorothy]

I'm a DCI, Gene. You don't just walk out on your team without a word.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Tell me something. Where do you do more work? Here, or there? Which one's really your team?

[didorothy]

[releases a breath of air, frustrated]

That's not what I mean, Gene.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Then what do you mean?

[didorothy]

[Sam hesitates, because even if he's made his choice already - even if he's come to realise it - he feels more than cautious about telling Gene. He looks down at the endless nothing beneath him, then shuts his eyes to keep himself from getting vertigo. After a long moment, he looks up at Gene, trying to sound casual.]

You wouldn't walk out on your old life without telling anyone goodbye, would you?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[and Gene knows what that means, knows what Sam's answer is, but even he isn't dickish enough to rub it in. so he just grunts and nods, lighting up]

Would be a pretty shite thing to do, not saying good-bye. A good copper doesn't leave any loose ends.

[didorothy]

Yeah. So.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah. So. [takes a long drag, giving Sam a sidelong look] Do what you gotta do, Tyler. Just let me know when you're done.

[didorothy]

[nods, not really looking at Gene]

Wilco, Guv.