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*Meg is in the bar. With coffee. Take that, bar!*
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 04:52 am (UTC)
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Not today. Why?
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balletrat
2005-03-17 04:57 am (UTC)
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*Meg hesitates.*
We sort of. Had an. Well.
We found out why she was having those dreams . . .
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 04:59 am (UTC)
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You did? Why? Can it be stopped?
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:03 am (UTC)
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I think maybe it has been now.
*Meg pushes her hair out of her face impatiently and gets herself together.*
It seems like - she was having them 'cause I was thinking about saving Sylvaine . . .
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:06 am (UTC)
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Oh -- yeah, that, I was looking into that with...
*He trails off.*
Wait,
because
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:09 am (UTC)
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*Meg nods, rather blankly.*
She was really - she pulled -
she wasn't happy.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:15 am (UTC)
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*Andrew's face darkens with concern, and he reaches out to touch Meg's hand.*
Not happy as in...?
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:19 am (UTC)
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*Meg's hand tightens on his, but she avoids his gaze.*
She hadn't slept for days, properly.
She thought I was holding out on her deliberately, I think.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:22 am (UTC)
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... what'd she do?
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:23 am (UTC)
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I don't think she would've really used it.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:26 am (UTC)
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*Andrew goes pale.*
She was ... angry, then?
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:29 am (UTC)
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*Meg doesn't answer.
She draws her knees up to her chest.*
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:32 am (UTC)
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*Andrew moves before he realizes he's doing it, and wraps his arms around Meg.*
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:35 am (UTC)
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*Meg rests her head on his chest, and looks down at her knees.*
She thinks I'm mad at her now, or something. I am, a little. But -
She should be more mad at me than anything, I guess. Considering.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:38 am (UTC)
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*His voice is very soft.*
You want to tell me what she did?
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:40 am (UTC)
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Knife.
At my leg.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-17 05:46 am (UTC)
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Oh god.
*Andrew shudders convulsively, once.*
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balletrat
2005-03-17 05:49 am (UTC)
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*Meg unwraps her arms from her knees, wraps them around him instead.*
Hey. It's okay.
I'm
okay. I promise.
She maybe isn't.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-18 03:06 am (UTC)
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That is not okay. That is not okay on an epic scale --
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balletrat
2005-03-18 03:07 am (UTC)
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Like I said, I don't think -
she wouldn't've done it really.
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-18 03:11 am (UTC)
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*Andrew is not so sure. He's heard stories....*
*But no point going into them now.*
She didn't, anyway.
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balletrat
2005-03-18 03:13 am (UTC)
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*Meg's voice is very quiet. Little more than a whisper.*
You know what would happen if she had, right?
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-18 03:17 am (UTC)
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*Andrew flinches at that. Hard.*
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balletrat
2005-03-18 03:20 am (UTC)
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*Meg's arms tighten around him automatically.*
Please don't -
*And then she stops, unsure of what, even, she was going to ask.*
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stilljustandrew
2005-03-18 03:25 am (UTC)
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*His voice comes out almost too low to be audible, each word bitten off.*
You wouldn't be able to dance anymore.
And I'd have to kill her.
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We sort of. Had an. Well.
We found out why she was having those dreams . . .
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*Meg pushes her hair out of her face impatiently and gets herself together.*
It seems like - she was having them 'cause I was thinking about saving Sylvaine . . .
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*He trails off.*
Wait, because?
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She was really - she pulled -
she wasn't happy.
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Not happy as in...?
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She hadn't slept for days, properly.
She thought I was holding out on her deliberately, I think.
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She was ... angry, then?
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She draws her knees up to her chest.*
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She thinks I'm mad at her now, or something. I am, a little. But -
She should be more mad at me than anything, I guess. Considering.
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You want to tell me what she did?
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At my leg.
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*Andrew shudders convulsively, once.*
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Hey. It's okay.
I'm okay. I promise.
She maybe isn't.
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she wouldn't've done it really.
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*But no point going into them now.*
She didn't, anyway.
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You know what would happen if she had, right?
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Please don't -
*And then she stops, unsure of what, even, she was going to ask.*
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You wouldn't be able to dance anymore.
And I'd have to kill her.
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