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[cold_dry_pieces]

It's funny that such a remote place gets as much tourist traffic as this. No way in or out, except once every couple of months, and generally you can't or won't give us a clue on how to find our way back where we belong.
Back home we usually just get the elderly crowd looking to escape wintering up north. Right time of year for snowbirds, too, or almost.

I'm getting pretty sick of wondering...


[ooc; no duplicates plz and try to be vague re: spoilers unless you clear it with me first. I'd appreciate in-game folks not finding out about his murderous habits via 4th wall shenanigans. Tagging back later sob <3 TY and ilu poly!!]

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[cold_dry_pieces]

That's hardly optimistic. But about what I expect. You're a tourist?

[sympathy-for.livejournal.com]

[ He can't hear the nod, but it's implied. In the way she presses her lips together and hums in affirmation. ]

Mmm. Work still to do. Not here.

[cold_dry_pieces]

Work will wait, or so they tell me.

[sympathy-for.livejournal.com]

Has waited long enough already. Noose is set.

[cold_dry_pieces]

Who?

[sympathy-for.livejournal.com]

A murderer.

[ So says the murderess. ]

[cold_dry_pieces]

Vigilantism is illegal, you know.

[Not that he sounds like he cares.]

[sympathy-for.livejournal.com]

[ She doesn't either. ]

My time is already served.

[cold_dry_pieces]

If you say so.