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[theflea]

Stores are empty.

[ Eleven didn't really want to have to ask for help from anyone, not with her current project anyways but it seemed she was having a hard time scavenging the items she required.

As usual, the phone floated around her from a slight hight, using her ability to control it, leaving her hands free to rummage through the debris and trash. She wore her pink dress and wig today, there had been an influx of new people arriving and she didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention. ]

I need... I need.

[ The word goggles had slipped her mind, so instead Eleven cupped her hands together sideways and held them over her eyes. She hoped it looked like glasses or something recognizable. ]

Black. Paint or fabric?

[ Going back to digging through rubbish, tossing things behind her that were of no use. Then, she suddenly stood up and turned to face the camera. She has a question on the tip of her tongue. ]

The water. Can we float?

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[theflea]

[ El thought that Richie was Mike... She cried, in private once it was clear it wasn't him. Still gets her in the chest whenever she sees or talks to him. Missing someone special was a horrible thing. ]

See you soon.

[ Copying the words, watching and noticing the smile looked a little off. She wouldn't mention it though, not that she'd know what to even say about it! Still, she appreciated the help and in the time it took Margaery to arrive, she was trying to muse up ideas to cheer her up. ]

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[roseofthetyrells]

[it's the worst thing in the world, missing someone special.

Margaery arrives at the shops and calls out (in a voice that sounds almost normal. almost)]

El? I'm here. Are you ready?

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[theflea]

[ Eleven popped her head out from around a corner. Her pink dress was splattered with mud and dirt and her wig was on at a slightly funny angle, she had been rummaging through trash all day after all! ]

Here I am!

[ Scrambling to her feet, walking over to Margaery and trying to dust some of the dust off of her knees before standing straight and offering a smile. ]

You were fast.

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[roseofthetyrells]

[well, Margaery looks rather disheveled herself. her hair looks like it hasn't been brushed in days and she's wearing a skein of fabric wrapped around herself like a sari]

There you are, indeed!

[she tries to smile back, but it's wavering]

It's not far from my apartment. Shall we go to the Sewing Shop?

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[theflea]

[ El could sense something was wrong. Like when Lucas was angry with her... But this was different,

She reached out and took her hand. ]

Yes.

[ Though she didn't know the way, Eleven started to walk them out of the junk-site. Looking up at Margaery every now and then until she couldn't keep it to herself any longer. ]

Whats wrong?

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[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery is brokenhearted and more than a little lonesome.

she squeezes El's hand gently]

How much black fabric do you need?

[Margaery looks at her and tries to smile normally]

--oh! What's wrong? [she swallows hard] The man I love was sent back home and I'm--a little lonely without him.