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infomodder) wrote2015-09-12 01:24 pm
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"Gone fishing."
[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!
your one stop shop for not leaving him alone, previous contact post can be found here ]
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It took him nearly six months to tell Abigail outright. And even then, he'd done it through a Christmas card. Like a coward. Like everyone around them who had a pair of halfway functional eyes didn't know. He flubs the wording but Sasha gets it right off the bat, returns it with phrasing he'd found himself unable to form. Knocks it out of the park, too.
Perhaps this is what war is good for, if nothing else.]
I'm...glad we had this talk. [It's only been unsaid for, what? A year at this point? More? Lord.] I'll see you when you get back.
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[ Who knew how frightening those words could be? But once it's out, it's like a weight off her shoulders. People don't often get to say proper goodbyes where she's from, but that's the thing here; this isn't home. There's an opportunity for almost everything. ]
I wanted to say something before leaving since... it could be a little while. Hopefully not too long. [ The hostages might not have that long. ] Be safe, okay?
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[It's not flippant, not a heh-heh joke on his name. It's a promise, as much as he can ever make one.]
You be safe, too.