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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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She's not counting the time spent in the realm between as real time, notably, but she thinks Erin will understand. With how fractured, uncertain, and difficult it is to track, only she gets to decide how old she is and what counts as real.
"And just as much as you miss the city, I miss being able to lie down in the earth and listen to all the small things being alive around me. But as I like having the world to live in, you must be placed in a city, and that will never be in question again."
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All she has is a flare gun and a refusal to stay dead, but she can make it work.
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It's fond, so very fond. Helena's easy to talk to.
Usually.
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She's half laughing as she says it, the earlier tension leaving her. She's missed talk like this - yes, she can hunt down Erin and talk to her, but it's been an absence since this whole rooming debacle started.
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Can you live in space? Might as well try.
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