School grounds, Tuesday evening

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

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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.

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

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"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."

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"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."

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

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

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

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

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