The Deck, Wednesday Morning

[living_endless]

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.]

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[living_endless]

Hope was infinitely better than the other thing.

"As long as they're all real colors," Didi said. "No ... green mouse ice cream colors."

[mania-endless.livejournal.com]

Hope was the only thing someone like Del couldn't afford to lose.

"I'll try."