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[balletrat]

*Meg heads into the bar from - goodness gracious, she's come through the front door!

This is a thing which has not happened in quite a while.

Moreover, there is snow on her hair, her bodice has changed, she is wearing a different cloak - not Val's rose-embroidered gift, but one from home - and her hair is tied back in a bun, as if she has come straight from practice. Which, in fact, she has.*

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[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

She glides over. "Meg. How are you doing, since . . ." Since Desire won Anthy . . .

[balletrat]

*Meg looks up, and blinks.* Oh. Hullo, Mina. Er - how long has it been? I spent a few days at home -

[ms-w-harker.livejournal.com]

"Since Alex lost? Perhaps three or four days. I didn't hear about it until afterwards."

[balletrat]

Okay.

*Meg hesitates, counting back in her head.* When was - Charlie's funeral? Yesterday, two days ago?