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[resurrectinto]

[There is one very confused weaver waking up in a bed at 1445 Mitchell Road. The first thing she notices is, well, the sudden regain of depth perception, and the next is that she is lying next to a man. Oh gods

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[heartstar_blues]

Yeah, because ☠☠☠☠ threatening them has worked so well for everyone else.

[Guess who didn't recognize the voice?]

[resurrectinto]

Maybe this time it'll do it, yeah?

Are you -- hold on. Captain?

[heartstar_blues]

I doubt it.

Yeah? You heard of me? If it was from Hime just ☠☠☠☠ forget it or else...

[resurrectinto]

You don't..? No, makes sense. I'm older and...

It's me, Captain. Margot.

[windmill]

...Margot. Thank God...

[resurrectinto]

[Long pause.]

Netherlands?

[windmill]

[he's so relieved that she's back that he notices nothing weird about her voice or her words] Ja. Fuck, what'd you go n'do? Set th'wrong thing on fire?

[resurrectinto]

Oh, if only it were that fucking easy. They took me back home, brought me back, and it's been like, what, two fucking days or something?