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[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony has his journal and a pen. The bar has refused to give him any paper. It's okay. He'll improvise. He tears one empty journal page out and flips it over to a blank side. He begins to write.

You can bother him if you want.

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[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine shrugs. "I suppose I shall have to speak to Death about this. But I am putting it off. I just do not want to face it."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

He nods.

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine remains silent as well. The fear is eating her alive, and it's hard to carry on cheerful banter around that.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, Tony's so choc full of angst that he can't really help Elaine out in that regard. Pity.

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

After a few moments, Elaine gives Tony a sort of side-hug. "I am sorry I am not such good company. I think...I think I need some air."

And with that, she leaves Tony to his writing and heads outside.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony frowns, not really feeling the hug, takes out his journal and resumes writing.