Didi (Death of the Endless) (
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fandomhighdorms2010-08-25 08:56 am
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The Deck, Wednesday Morning
It was a nice morning, with the first hint of fall in the still-warm air. Didi carried a mug of tea onto the deck to enjoy it, feeling philosophical. If she counted the time in New York with Sexton, her first anniversary as a human would be Friday. She wondered if she should throw herself a party to mark the milestone -- if she was still around at all. The feeling she wouldn't be kept tugging at her. Mortal life felt like a dress she had almost outgrown, a sentimental favorite she'd need to give up on soon enough.
She tried to shake it off as she sipped her drink. Going or staying -- whichever was going to happen, would happen without her worrying about it. For now, there was slightly spicy tea to drink and a blue sky to watch.
[OOC: Last public post as Didi.]
She tried to shake it off as she sipped her drink. Going or staying -- whichever was going to happen, would happen without her worrying about it. For now, there was slightly spicy tea to drink and a blue sky to watch.
[OOC: Last public post as Didi.]

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And also because Jake had beena good boy so far.
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She paused for a moment, then added, "If I said I might be going away pretty soon, what would you say?"
She knew it was better to be honest with Jake.
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No, he probably couldn't quite understand, because while he knew who she was, she was still Didi to him.
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"Nah," he said roughly. "That's not how it goes. It goes like this."
He was finally reaching for her hand and he didn't give her much warning or much choice. He tugged, pulling her down and in an instant his arms were around her, giving her one of those hugs where he tended to forget his own strength and held on a bit too tight.
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"That's," she said, voice muffled by his chest, "a much better way for it to go."
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Her eyes were moist.
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What the hell. She figured he wouldn't hold it against her if she couldn't make it work.
"One more time," she agreed. "Not for a very, very long time, but one more time."
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