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[lunadickery]

[What a fine evening this is to be spending outdoors! Scenic piles of snow gracing the midwestern farmscape, countless stars twinkling in the clear winter sky, a red moon hanging low on the horizon, flaming mistletoe, a masked and costumed man with a crossbow standing on a roof

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[skirtindanger]

... Is that going to work?

[sueperman]

Yeah.

[skirtindanger]

Has he had any luck? Finding a way out of here that may work, that is.

[sueperman]

He's trying. ... That's enough for me.

[skirtindanger]

... Yeah. It's more effort than most of anybody does about it anymore. Though, I suppose I can't blame them when it feels pretty impossible to begin with.

[sueperman]

He can do it. He's the smartest guy there is.

[skirtindanger]

I hope so! Even if it only gets you two out of here, it's better than nothing!

[sueperman]

Yeah.

[skirtindanger]

It's all right, don't worry. Everything's bound to work out sooner or later.

[sueperman]

You think so?

[skirtindanger]

Yeah, positive! Maybe it's been a while, but something like this couldn't last forever, right?

[sueperman]

That's true.

[skirtindanger]

Besides, there's that weird other worldy and time discrepancy... thing. I've been told anyone we know back home might not even notice we've been missing, so if that's true we won't have to worry about something happening without us there by the time we get back.

[sueperman]

I heard about that.

[skirtindanger]

It's a little reassuring. Knowing that, although I'd like to go back home as soon as I can too, at least no harm will be done if we have to keep waiting until the right opportunity happens.

[sueperman]

... Yeah. No harm at all.