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sailmods ([personal profile] sailmods) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2024-02-13 08:46 pm

END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS



[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]
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[personal profile] not_the_last 2024-03-07 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Good."

The unforgiving hatred in Fever's eyes probably should be frightening, and perhaps on some level it is -- but on another, it's familiar, both comforting and bracing. She's felt it, known it, seen it in the eyes of loved ones more than once. in Fever, she trusts it.

"I'll see you soon."