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[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

Chris is down in the bar, at the Bar.

She orders a salad and some lemonade. For a moment she's tempted to get something alcoholic but sensibility wins out. Besides, the Bar is moving slow enough with the orders as it is.

Chris grabs a fork and starts poking at her salad. Maybe she'll actually eat some of it. You can come talk to her if you want, she might actually talk back.

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[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"Leave?"

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"To live out our future. We'll be back."

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"Are you all leaving?"

And by this she means, 'Is Jack leaving too?'

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Michelle and I are leaving. Not sure about anyone else."

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

Chris nods but the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach remains.

"Good luck."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," he says, giving her a very observant look. "What have you been up to?"

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"Not a lot," she shrugs.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Something still bothering you?"

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"I think I might be coming down with something."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Like what? A cold?"

Or a case of "what was I thinking"?

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"I think so," she nods.

Or Isleptwithmyfather'skilleritis.

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"Hmm. Hope you feel better, then."

[geeky-agent.livejournal.com]

"Thanks."