School grounds, Tuesday evening

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

It hadn't taken long for Hamlet to pack up everything in his dorm room. Really, he'd been doing little bits of it all over the last week, throwing his things and the bits that Duo had left behind into a suitcase.

So he'd called a taxi, and had dragged his bags down several flights of stairs after being unable to find the legendary dormitory elevator. It was still nice outside, so he didn't mind waiting all that much.

It still felt sad leaving the place he'd called home for almost two years now.


[OOC: Open. This'll be Hamlet's last post in Fandom before going back home to Denmark for good.]

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[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet shook his head. "You'll have to train a whole new army of mutineers while I'm gone. I expect them to be as skilled and formidable in the art of vandalism as we were when we started out."

Although he wouldn't admit it at all, he was starting to get emotional from the memories.

[swerval_zero]

Zero wibbled. "But I'm leaving, too. We'll have to trust them to be devious without us."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you are?" Hamlet asked. "I was unaware of that. Are you going back home as well?"

[swerval_zero]

"Yup," Zero said. "Gonna spend some time with my family before I head off to college. What're your plans? Gonna play polo?" she teased.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet shrugged.

"Kill my uncle to avenge the ghost of my murdered Father, mostly."

[swerval_zero]

Zero eyed Hamlet warily. "So, uh. Have fun with that?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," he said. He smiled, and tried to switch the conversation to a less morbid place.

"And then I'll play polo. Do they make polo shirts in black?"

[swerval_zero]

"I'm sure they do," Zero assured him. "And you're royalty an' all, so you can be supersnobbish an' get matching black polo ponies, too!"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"Oh, thank you," he said. "I'll have to import them from abroad, which will be dreadfully expensive. But, such are the perks of royal blood."

[swerval_zero]

"So when I show up at the castle gates to protest cruelty to polo ponies, shall I just nip around the back to visit you and the ponies in question, then?" Zero asked. "I promise not to write anything in Turkish on the lawn." Her fingers, however, were crossed behind her back.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet shook his head. "Not the back of the castle. There's a guard house there. What you want is the door on the side that leads through the kitchen. You can get to my room through there to protest in person, and convince me of a third Naked Mutiny."

[swerval_zero]

Zero nodded. "I'll be sure to remember it." On impulse, she went to hug Hamlet.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet let her hug him, and hugged her back warmly.

"I'll miss you, Zero. You were a good friend to me" he said quietly.

[swerval_zero]

"You take care," Zero told him as she pulled away. "And keep in touch. You know my e-mail an' all, yeh?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"I'll try," he said. "And I have a notebook filled with all the contact information I could find on the people I cared about here. I'll have to invite you all up there sometime. I'd imagine you've never played a place with quite the acoustics of Elsinore."

[swerval_zero]

"Probably not, no," Zero agreed. She grinned impishly up at him. "We could throw a concert. A benefit. For the polo ponies and the teal deer."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet smirked at that. "Of course. I'm sure it would raise enough money to let them wander the polo fields in peace."

[swerval_zero]

"A humanitarian triumph of our time," Zero said, trying not to wibble.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"Promise me you'll take care of yourself," he said, smiling gently.

Were those glistenings in his eyes? No, couldn't be.

[swerval_zero]

"I promise," Zero told him. "Unless, of course, there is naked mutineering to be done. Then all bets are off."