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fourminutesbefore‌:

It’d be in-ter-est-ing if the local spook actually worked up some nerve to come after me, but that isn’t happening anytime soon. As for witches, well. Can’t say I know any.

It’s hard to believe that you really have no idea! Could it be a health issue?

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fourminutesbefore‌:

Nobody. … I don’t even know why that happened.

[he pinches his nose in an effort to stop the bleeding.]

Then chances are, you pissed off a witch. Or a ghost. We have plenty of those, I’m told.

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Who’d you piss off this time?

“…..” His nose is bleeding all of the sudden.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

To everyone else, maybe. You underestimate what I can take.

Bold words. As one would expect, of course.

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diedfive‌:

Hello!

I should hope so! Don’t take ‘new year, new me’ too seriously. 

The thought is tempting, but I would not make for a very convincing Cabanela. Or Sissel. Or you. ‘fraid I’ll have to remain me. How’s the new year treating you?

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fourminutesbefore‌:

“Implying you have the capability to be just that and nothing else.”

Capability, sure. Intent, occasionally.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

“Aww, you’re just saying that.” Please don’t. Part of him is doubled over in grief at that simple statement. “I appreciate your attempt to help me feel better. It’s awful nice of you.”

Should I go for just awful next time, to even things out?

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diedfive‌:

…!

Detective Jowd?

That’s me.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

“Oh, caaan you? Or are you just seeing something that isn’t there? I won’t stop you from seeing it, if it gives you any hope that I can fix things.” He’s not biting.

“I just trust you.”

He can’t be optimistic about his own fate but it feels right to believe in Cabanela. Like a little piece of the world is back to where it should be. He doesn’t care that he’s not biting, he knows that if there’s a chance out there, this man will find it.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

You’re thinkin’ of someone else at this point. I can’t fix anything like this, and there’s no way I can turn back the hands of time. What’s there to find?

[All technically true.]

“Not the faintest clue” (not entirely true - he’s been lurking more than he lets on. The name Sissel comes up a lot, as a hope, an inspiration, a prayer. He’s just not sure what it all means yet) “but I can tell when you’re playing coy, old friend.”

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diedfive started following you

...Lynne?

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fourminutesbefore‌:

Weeeell. (I take it you don’t like it when someone else is as depressing and stubborn as you are.) You’ll just have to stay with that thought, because there isn’t a way.

[Yet. Of course. But he won’t let on about that bit.]

You’re the only one to see it, so doesn’t that mean it doesn’t exist to anyone else?

That’s fine by me. It’s our secret. Everyone else’s loss that they can’t see it.

But I’m sure a way out for you is also a secret hidden somewhere. I know what you can do when you put your mind to something. You’ll find it.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

Pfheh. You’re the only one who gets to see it. This heart’s cold to anyone else.

You’re definitely not alone in messing up beyond repair, old friend. I guess we both have our own ways of punishing ourselves.

If I see it, it’s still there.

I don’t like this thought for you. There has to be a way.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

Hm. Cold hands, cold heart. I don’t think it’s that strange. Fitting for a man like me, don’t you think?

Ah. A punishment you aren’t going to argue against, of course.

Absolutely not. You’ve still got a warm heart, Cabanela.

I messed up beyond repair. There is no other way.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

You know how cold they can be. I don’t get as warm as I used to.

Chicken, hmm? Just chicken or your favorite?

I remember. It’s almost stranger than the change of coat.

They made an effort for Christmas, but a chicken restaurant this place is not. It is supposed to be a punishment, after all.

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fourminutesbefore‌:

Not really. But it wasn’t bad. … I have mittens now.

Keeping those hands warm? I had chicken.