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1/1/15 13:07
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Hey, you've reached Priestly. Aren't you lucky! I'm not around to take your call, but you probably know what to do.

*beep*
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Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 06:05 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
A choked giggle-squeak-not-a-sob there. "You're really improving. And, and, maybe I can do that next summer. If I can't find a job, that's -- something, right?" A long inhalation, as Dinah put her head on her knees.

"Priestly? I wanna go home."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 06:19 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
Dinah leaned her head back against the tree, just listening to his voice, not trying to stop crying. She was nodding, but unable to speak yet. Because he was right. She just missed him, and her family, and being able to walk away when she wanted to.

"I know you're right. I do." She coughed, then sighed. "I want to rob a bank with you now." Slightly hysterical giggles followed this. "I did rob a stagecoach. Sort of."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 06:27 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
Dinah actually giggled, then sniffed. "Kinda? It was a set-up. We were planting dye-packs on the real highway robbers. Then I set them off when they were down the road, near the villagers and the nearest Queen's Court. So they'd get caught. It was like... World Wrestling Federation."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 06:32 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"You still don't?" A watery giggle. "Priestly. Are you sure you didn't just annoy the Island?"

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 06:41 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"Well, of course it can. It's Priestly hair." Dinah looked upward and smiled. Still sad. Still hurting. But. Not so hopeless. "I haven't cut my hair since I got here. Or, well. Done anything much. Did I mention the potatoes?"

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 06:58 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"Fancy braids would be fun. Good food. Sleep." God, that sounded awesome. "There's snow on the branches here. It's actually... really pretty. Hang on."

Click.

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 07:05 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"Not too bad, right now. Our group is taking medical supplies to the outlying villages. We've got horses, and a covered cart. So, it's cold, but... manageable." She bit her lip. "Looking for other ways to help. Like we just did. But it's pretty populated here in the south. We're not going too far in between towns or anything."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 07:13 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"Maybe? Maybe some bacon." OOo. Bacon. "With chicken?" That wouldn't be too much to ask, would it? "...maybe, yeah." She pulled her cloak closer, at least glad to be warm. "And, when we get back: TV. All the junk TV ever. And!" She grinned. "Eyeliner. For you. If the island won't let you color your hair. I get to draw on your eyeliner."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 07:18 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
Oh God it felt good to hear Priestly's feminist, humanist rhetoric. Especially after the last few days. Dinah was fiercely, painfully grateful for the reminder that some guys were too awesome to ever want to hurt women. "You're the best." She swallowed hard. "I wish I was there to hug you 'til your ribs hurt."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 07:25 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"You would think Fandom could manage that, if it can manage everything else." Dinah wobbled to her feet, stamping them against the cold. "Well. I'm keeping a hug in mind for you, so you get a double-hug when I see you next. Hopefully, soon."

Re: Sometime after Arundal...

21/8/13 07:30 (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com
"Back at you," Dinah said, voice softer. Feeling more like herself again. Dinah again. Like, she couldn't be a terrible person, if her best friend was talking to her. "Stay safe, Sous. Love you."