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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]

[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.