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So how goes the whole bow and arrow thing?

[AWKWARD SMALL TALK ALERT.]

Hey, I've got your copy of space Rocky for you

[super casual start to this]

How's the aftermath going?

[ Severus has been slow and cagey about checking up on people, given how pissed off he is about everything still; Kate's the first he's bothered with. Maybe because he can see her aggressive everythingness on the network. ]

[ Obviously the best way to handle what just happened is with pie. Sometime late on July 3rd once everyone has returned, they are summoned by Kate via text to meet at the Pie Hole near the Oxygen Gardens, Tranquility's own inexplicable pie shop. The largest booth has been commandeered and pies (mostly variations on apple, berry, and appleberry but those are the best kinds of pie anyway) and drinks ordered. There is also alcohol, magically produced from don't ask where.

Kate for her part looks pretty much like shit, wan and bearing some lovely bruises on both arms and one cheekbone. Wet hair says she's showered, fresh stitches up one bicep and at her hairline say she's been to medical (or is both more hardcore and more skilled with a needle than anyone knew), and the vodka she is pouring into her soda says she's totally fine, seriously. ]

Edited 2014-07-07 04:16 (UTC)

still with us?

[ Don't ask, he's fucking magic.

A slim paper journal and one (1) pencil, no eraser.

There's a note that says Try not to lose the pencil.

(No cutting down tress in space, and transfiguration use is sparing.) ]

Kate.

Hey where are you

So you show a girl a good time and then never talk to her again?

oi oi

dont skip checkups today all right ive got something i could use your help with

itll be more fun than your usual brand of trouble

[More fun for him, any rate.]

is secret identity even a thing in your world

[ This, out of the blue. One can imagine that Peter is usually more polite or at least funny in non sequitur texts. ]

[ Well she has sat on this for how long. Maybe now is the time. ]

So can we talk or...?

I was right. I said that he was hiding something, and I was right. That son of a bitch.

Hi. Do you feel like being entertaining?

Why does Ke$ha's voice sound like that?
I'm asking for a friend.

[Picking up from here:

Sirius does not go back on promises. Which means that, as soon as he's given his time frame, five minutes, he leaves his room and heads for one of the empty ones. The after-effects of his fight with William is slight--wizards, man, they heal up and they heal up fast, and in the end, the damage hadn't been that much. And his good cheer is still intact, perhaps weirdly.

Then again, this is Christmas that they're talking about. Some things are important.

He leaves the door open so Kate will know which room to go into. Not that she'd have a hard time finding it, because he's also whistling, very loudly, Christmas carol after Christmas carol, sat on the floor and filling a conjured basin full of conjured water.]

This message is to inform you on behalf of the medical team that we will be making records of your recent injuries and only these records specifically available to Security for the purposes of investigation into mural tampering. You will be informed again by myself if your records are accessed at any point in any investigations, and if you have any concerns about your information and its availability, I maintain regular office hours where I will be happy to discuss the matter in further detail. Your recovery and comfort are a priority to our team. - Dr M. Gallo

how's darcy?

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?

When you said you dated a vampire did you mean you dated the vampire?

Hey.

[hey remember when she had a freakout well please don't remember let's all just carry on like everything is cool thanks]

Tell me your list again.

Oh my god.

[Laying on her stomach on Kate's bed, reading along with the network, and then this happens, which, okay, whatever, except--

Johanna tosses her device down onto the bed, angry.]

If that stupid bitch actually contacts these people, I'm going to cut her hands off. One at a time.

I want to learn what they teach you in flight.

What's the worst thing you've ever done?

[ 1 2 3 ]

That you're comfortable telling to strange men you met in space.

[Maybe a few days after Johanna pretended like she had real feelings to win an argument... (Or maybe made a real confession of feelings, in a very roundabout way...)

Johanna knocks at Kate's door, once, a sharp rap. Very matter of fact. And then she stands back with her arms folded over her chest, hip cocked, eyes turned upwards. Bored and irritated and already tired of waiting. Fine; she knocks again, this time more annoyed.]

Hurry up.

text, backdated or whatever!

text finally massively backdated to like 8 june oops

text; surprise

Eat Your Feelings