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[themidnightson]

Edward's been absent the last few weeks.

No one on either side of the door should be that surprised -- as the bestest, sweetest, temptingest, not to mention most stubborn and obliviously noble, snack cake in the whole wide world was chained to a hospital bed in Forks Hospital which made the stalking and counting of breaths, er, we mean the care and and watching over of Isabella Swan as she recuperated from the events in Phoenix his high priority.

Today she was released to her father's keeping. For first time in weeks, Edward hadn't ignored the door with immortal (im)patience, which brought him to the supposed End of Time and Space. Where he's currently looking over a stack of notes and books the Bar delivered with his bottle of mineral water.

The top ones look like floor plans and some others like blank music paper, some not. And the ones falling through the air to the floor are long lists.

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[themidnightson]

Edward managed to look a little more reluctantly bemused than surprised, eyebrows raising in reaction to the sudden appearance near him.

[pirate_jack]

Why, so it is.

*cough, choke*

"Come out here, you cowardly--"

*wheeze, wheeze, cough*

"--maggot-eared yeasty..."

Jack slices his sword sideways through the smoke and back again as he staggers across the floor, rubbing at his streaming eyes and smudging the kohl that lines them.

[ginsu_master]

Through the smoke, in the rafters, and several other directions, floats Leo's laugh.

"You keep repeating that."

There is a shadow off...that way?

"I don't think you know what it means."


Leo snatches Jack's hat from his head, and once more in to the breach, dear friends!

[themidnightson]

Being able to see in the smoke at least means Edward dodges, with uncanny supernatural speed half a foot back, the sword the slices into the air in front of him instead of breaking on marble.

He shakes his head, saying with tragic teenage boredom, "Wrong target."

[pirate_jack]

"Ah. Sorry 'bout that. Thanks, mate!"

Jack turns away from Edward's helpful direction and immediately leaps onto the back of the other shadowy figure in the smoke, bellowing at full blast into Leo's ear and side of his face,

"GIVE ME BACK MY HAT!"

[ginsu_master]

"ARG!" Leo shouts eloquently. He flips sideways, trying to dislodge the pirate, or at the very least, take him for a very unpleasant ride.

He starts to flip himself Jack first onto the floor, and pauses mid-leap. There is a sulky teenager right there! Whoops!

"Ah! I'm so sorry. Didn't realize this table was taken. Please, your meal is on me next time--"

[themidnightson]

The table takes more of it still, because Edward can move when Leo makes the decision to move. But it the half-second later, when it catches up that everything is still on the table, which did not get moved.

"Right."

Or. Well. Was.

Some of it still on the table gets saved by a quick hand, but the table goes down in a blaze of glory with the ninja-pirate puppy pile of doom with a loud crash.

[pirate_jack]

Papers go one way, books another, and the snarling tangle of pirate and ninja rolls off in a third.

"Mind me hat!"