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Rep had felt his spirits wilt as Edith confirmed that kitchen duty hadn't just been an idle threat. Time without Harrison, more ******** time apart and trying to fill the void with something, anything to make up the difference.

He took Harrison's wrist. He'd trade with someone, if they'd let him. Culinary disasters didn't matter, a duty was a ******** duty, how could anyone complain.

"Aye. Let's." he said. They always came way too close to destruction for his liking, bombs and threats and betrayal every ******** where.

He paused, the room feeling too small, like a cage. Their room was comfortable and safe but it was still a room. "Actually." He stroked the inside of the other man's wrist with his thumb affectionately. "Mibbie it's a nice day. Lets go for a walk?"

Rep watched Harrison intently, most of the people present filing out indifferently anyway, they really weren't any wiser than they had been before, but for Rep it didn't matter, it was just more moments slipping into the past, no longer an immediate part of the now, he'd dwell on it later, if there was time, the same way he dwelled on everything. Right now what mattered was the immediate.

"So? Playing detective is death's job." He smirked. "You got the protect and serve bit to a fine art."

He snorted. "You are too ******** talented to be any sort of polis okay." His estimation of them had never been very high.

She drew a sharp breath in as the 'extra month' of kitchen duty was added to her already lengthening list of chores to do. Edith might as well have looked at her, and told her personally that her punishment time was tacked on to. After all, Ceres was the only moon whom went through the portal.

This really, really, was not her ******** day.

As Gale looked at her, she felt a recently used expression turn back his way once more. Only this time it did not linger for long.

Ceres... its not entirely Gales fault. You chose to go.

Dont you think I know that. She also knew that he was defending Gale more because of Jinhai than the short blond. Her weapons soul was always quick to defend him. You didnt exactly stop me from leaping to defend your little dragon either.

.....

Yes, Keru... Ceres saw right through you.

Soon her rigid posture converted back into one more usual, just her standing there. "Gale i...just." A sigh. "No, i cant do this right now." Turning away from the Death hunter, she shook her head and started to walk away. "We can talk later."

Without another word to anyone, she turned and exited out of the room.

[Exit]

Though her glasses might have been properly readjusted and the ringing dimming down, Mimsy still avoided meeting anyone's gaze. She wasn't foolish enough to think that Sam's excuse for them would forgive her, and was already far too irritated to deal with this any longer. Dakota dipped into her peripheral long enough for her to be made aware that their bargain still stood; she was not far from a scowl when she snatched up the Jabberwocky cameo and stuffed it into her pocket, tugging her sleeve farther down her arm in her next motion.

Of all the things that could have been, she earned the one that would never go away.

A split second of singsong bubbled up in the back of her mind before Svensyl caught, for once, that now was really not the time.

Pushing past anyone who chose to linger, she made her way back to her room, hoping she wouldn't be met with a need for explanation when she got there.

[exit]

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