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crushed_pearls) wrote2022-09-16 02:28 pm
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Erin's voice mail message is in a weary voice: "Erin Peters. If you called in the middle of the night and I didn't answer, I'm dying. If I pick up and someone on your end isn't dying, they will be shortly. Text otherwise."
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So he hauls the thing out there that morning after the Silence and knocks. ]
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"Morning Phil. Merry Christmas."
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“I’ve got something for you. I would’ve just left a card, but I’m not sure how to do that. So, merry Christmas. Careful grabbing this one.”
He holds up… a pair of full-sized antlers, glued to some kind of sturdy headband, which has ribbons tied around it so as to be fastened under the chin. Accompanying this is a set of plastic rings. Don’t ask where they came from (answer: Somewhere In The Hotel, IDK).
It’s. A wearable reindeer antler ring toss game.
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A thought dawns in real time.
"You ever take up whittling when you had ah, free time?"
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“A little, but not much; I ended up taking more to ice sculpting. Why do you ask?”
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Listen.
Listen.
Even now, when she's not a it Satrap, the Lost are a bartering people. She can't just not offer something back.
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“I did it with a chainsaw a couple times,” he comments idly. “I think I’d love to learn. You were pretty handy with those trees while we were making the maze.”
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Also Révellion just happened and he’s running on all of two hours of sleep at current.
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Get it? Because there’s no money here? But also he absolutely would anyway if there was. “Anyway, I’ve gotta run, but I hope you enjoy that. I thought you’d like it.”
And scene