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Blaise comes back down stairs, wearing his robes and cloak. He has his trunk with him.

He places a fair amount of money on the bartop, completely covering his tab.

He then looks around for two particular girls.

One to apoligize to.

The other to say goodbye to.

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[bythebrook.livejournal.com]

Ophelia is curled up in a booth, staring morosely at the tabletop. She doesn't notice him.

[is_a_boy.livejournal.com]

Blaise sees her and walks over.

"Hello."

[bythebrook.livejournal.com]

She looks up at him, blinks, and curls in on herself.

"Blaise."

[is_a_boy.livejournal.com]

Blaise looks down at the tabletop himself.

"Ophelia. Um, there's something I have to tell you."

[bythebrook.livejournal.com]

She glances up at him, then back down to the table.

"What?"

[is_a_boy.livejournal.com]

Blaise takes a deep breath.

"I'm leaving."

[bythebrook.livejournal.com]

Her eyes shoot up to his face.

"You're... leaving? But what about me-- I mean, that girl? The one who kissed you last night?"

[is_a_boy.livejournal.com]

Blaise blinks. "Girl who... oh. You mean Violet." Blaise shakes. "It... it was a mistake. A mistake that is both her and my fault."

"But yes. I'm leaving. Tonight."

[bythebrook.livejournal.com]

Ophelia leaps to her feet, throws her arms around him, and kisses him, hard and fast and desparate. When she lets go, there are tears spilling down her cheeks.

"I love you. Now go."

And she turns and flees, out to her bower.

[is_a_boy.livejournal.com]

Blaise looks after her, tears on his own face.

"I love you too."

He turns, staring straight at the wall that he originally came through. He walks straight toward and a second later disappears.