To go by the dance the day before, half of creation had come back to the island for the weekend. Jack decided to ignore the paranoid edge niggling at him about how that was just asking for the island to get into one of its nastier moods in favor of getting a nice breakfast together. Ronan was staying for the weekend, as was Emma (of course), and he
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Well, almost perfect. She disappeared into the kitchen for a moment to make up a few pop-tarts to go with her coffee and bagels. She needed a sugar kick to be civilized before noon on a Sunday.
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He rose to kiss her cheek. "Hi, darling. Did you have a good time at the dance?"
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"Triela is here," and Emma closed her eyes to shut out the pain of knowing she was going to lose her roommate -- again -- to a pointless death. "And Ino may be coming by later for a telepathic conference, so don't be too scandalized if we vanish together."
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She rang the doorbell and waited, keeping an eye out for anything that might try and bite her.
Ino had enough problems these days without being zombiefied for a while, thanks.
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"Ino, right?" he said. "Emma mentioned you might stop by. It's been a thousand years."
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"I'm going to assume you don't mean literally, for the sake of all the timelines," she said lightly. "Though it's been a while. I'm Ino, and you're... Jack, right?"
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"Thanks," he said, smiling at Jack, after biting, chewing, and swallowing his first mouthful. "This looks awesome. And for once I'm not cooking."
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