Feb. 1st, 2012

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[OOM: Ben's grief continues and there's healing...maybe...if you squint. Warnings for grief induced self-loathing, rage and Thor's manly tears.]

If you happen to look out back this evening you might be forgiven for thinking there was a star in the mountains. Ben had found Milliways early this morning, when there were few patrons and made his way outback where he spent the entire day collecting firewood. Now, late in the evening, he's built the mother of all bonfires and sits drinking from a large bottle of rum as the flames spark and reach for the heavens, or what passes for them here. He reaches his hand into the flames, hoping for a hint of Johnny but he can barely feel the flames. He sighs, pulling his hand back as if worried he might break something fragile and doesn't bother fighting the tears.

You might think he wants to be left alone but the case of rum beside him argues against this.

[[OOC: Milli-timed to this evening after sun down.]]