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[contract_star]

[Hei appears on the Plane not bleeding this time! looking a little indignant.]

Ms. Kirihara! You thought I was going to wear them??

[After a moment he sighs in a long-suffering sort of way.]

Mion, I'm not sure how much your vest cost...I brought some yen though, enough to cover it, I think.

Oh, and Mr. Tyler, if you've been...un-kidnapped yet--I have news.

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[didorothy]

Right - hey, hey, watch the leather!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Grumpy noise.]

Usin' the materials on hand, Nancylocks.

[didorothy]

Don't get grumpy with me. These're nice trousers.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Muttering.]

Love 'em so much, keep 'em. Stash 'em. Time capsule, say hello to two-thousand-and-six.

[Starts shaking her head around.]

This place is heavy.

[didorothy]

How do you mean, 'heavy'?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head again.]

Heavy. It's all mud and mire upstairs, fires and galaxies and nineteen-seventy-three. Shadows chasing the green moon, little lilting girls and angels' bright arms.

Heavy. [Rubs at her face like she's trying to itch.]

[didorothy]

[frowns] You're talking about people's minds.

Maybe you should go some place quiet, where other people's minds aren't.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She rests her head on his knee.]

That's called dead, I think.

[didorothy]

[... bit disturbing, that, but he troops on!]

Then one mind, and we'll call it 'sleeping.'

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Rubs the sides of her face against his knee.]

Don't sleep much, Nancylocks. Get lost on the way.

[didorothy]

Lost on the way to sleep?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Rub rub rub.] Like you, Nancylocks.