Entry tags:
2.9/ text, locked/ follow your dreams to a place
locked to all clinic staff, nick valentine, curufin;
( God, but actually writing these words feels strange, no matter how necessary she knows them to be. With the work on The Door and its Fragments, with Carlisle's health, all these things which are shifting her attention, there's really only one thing she can do now. )
I'm leaving the clinic.
( There. They're out. )
Will help if needed in future.
( After all, who knows what the future in Hadriel will hold? )
( God, but actually writing these words feels strange, no matter how necessary she knows them to be. With the work on The Door and its Fragments, with Carlisle's health, all these things which are shifting her attention, there's really only one thing she can do now. )
I'm leaving the clinic.
( There. They're out. )
Will help if needed in future.
( After all, who knows what the future in Hadriel will hold? )

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I'll keep the "running through the halls with a lighter" to a minimum.
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Good. Can always come back if you guys fuck it up.
( But... she actually has faith in everyone left in the clinic. )
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If they do, we're gonna need everyone with even a little bit of experience to pitch in.
[the Null are an ever-present threat in the back of her head]
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( She's certain it'll happen again. )
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When.
Those fuckers.
[she, too, is certain, but she was trying to be optimistic with the "if"]
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( May as well snark about it. )
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All I did was make fun of them.
What were you in for?
[snarking is better than being terrified]
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( And that's the truth. They had her straight on the list when it came out. She would have never known if not for Ignis telling her. )
Think I was a god sympathiser.
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[she found out when Matt Murdock made his network post about it and spent twenty minutes laughing her ass off over it]
Why, cause you don't talk about them sucking 24/7?
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( Well. It's a bit more than that, really. She will defend the gods as long as she needs to. They remain the best option right now.
And, more than that, she promised Faith she would. )
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They really are touchy bastards.
The Null, not the gods.
[for the most part, George doesn't give a fuck about the gods either way]
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( But at least they're more sympathetic. )
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Never had much reason to.
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Suppose there's not as much need, now.
( The place has far more things than it used to, after all. )
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Nope.
I figure all the questions have been answered.
[George is relatively comfortable, at least]
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Or dismissed.
( There's also that option. )
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Should've included that one.
[stupid gods]