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[storyseeker]

[Elena Fisher isn't a constant ray of sunshine, no matter what some people say, but she's usually in good spirits when she talks on the network. Even in Hadriel's most difficult times, she's tried to project an air of optimism, or at least determination.

Not today.]

Nate's gone.

[She seems to search for more words before shaking her head.]

I just wanted to let people know.

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[outofthefire]

I guess. Not like that's a good thing.

[she clinks back in response and takes the shot.

she's trying to remember what Dr. Jacoby said] People don't react the same way to the same things. And it just happened after months of being used to having him here.

[storyseeker]

Stop being reasonable.

[She flashes Laura a crookied smile to show she doesn't mean that.]

I'll adjust to not having him around. Not that I have much choice.

[outofthefire]

I can't help it, I'm a growing girl.

[she smiles back teasingly]

Unfortunately. Unless the gods decide to be really nice and I wouldn't bet on it.

[storyseeker]

Wise beyond your years, huh?

[It wouldn't surprise her. Laura's always struck her as capable. And anyone would have to grow up quick, here.]

I don't think 'nice' is something that really registers with them, one way or the other.

[outofthefire]

I had to be.

[thanks to BOB]

Yeah, me neither. Granted, I've never tried talking to 'em, but I've skimmed their network posts. They really don't seem to get people very well.

[storyseeker]

That might be because they're not people. Even if they look like them.

[Which maybe sounds a little racist, but Elena's not ignorant to theology or mythology. Shape does not determine form.]

It's pretty push-pull with them and what they want, huh?

[outofthefire]

[she gives a bitter laugh] You'd think after being around people for so long, they'd be better at faking it.

[she doesn't think it's racist, more like calling it like it is]

We push and they pull. Which is why I never fuck with 'em to begin with.

[storyseeker]

Makes you wonder what it would be like if they didn't need us.

[After a moment, she shakes her head.]

But that's pointless, really. If they didn't need us, we wouldn't be here at all.

[outofthefire]

I have no place else left to be. Can't go back to Twin Peaks, after all.

[she finishes her drink]

Need another? [she gestures towards Elena's glass]

[storyseeker]

[That garners a sharper look, but Elena doesn't press it for now.]

What's just one shot worth? Pour me another.

[outofthefire]

[she's feeling more comfortable with the idea of talking about stuff from home, but now's not the time]

Sure thing. [she pours out another shot for both of them] Wanna toast to anything in particular?

[storyseeker]

How about...here's to keeping on keepin' on.

[Clink.]

[outofthefire]

I'll drink to that.

[clink!]