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[crushed_pearls]

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."

Comments

after epilogue

[goodweather]

You mind if I call off training for a while? I think everyone needs the break.

[crushed_pearls]

You are not wrong but let me know when you want it again. The routine is nice.

Texts the lass who's going to collapse in the Promenade before the month is out.

[goodweather]

You might need to kick my ass back into gear. Don’t know when, but eventually.

Texts the guy whose circadian rhythm is currently oscillating wildly.

[crushed_pearls]

They're reaching levels of self-care formerly only known to the kind of nasty-ass liches who live in tombs and don't have a guy to scrub their bones with a brush.

I will hold you to it. Try not to be a stranger in the meantime though. Maybe we can mug Security for the aux cord and watch something on the big screen I dunno.

[goodweather]

"mug" like we aren't going to make it watch with us?

[crushed_pearls]

Upgrading to kidnapping immediately I like how you think