013 - Mile-High Apple

[deadly_ned]

I'm, um.

I'm leaving.

Thomas - my inmate - he's...graduated, he's left the Barge, so I think that's...probably my cue to leave too.

I'm...terrible at goodbyes, and let's be completely honest, I'm quiet enough that most of the Barge doesn't know I'm actually here, so I doubt I need to stay very long.

That sounds terrible.

I'm sorry. Something's come up. I have to go.

[The Piemaker - nervous, clearly hiding something, and agitated - leans over to shut off his communicator. Unbeknownst to him, he'll be back in a matter of days for reasons not clearly stated in this post]

[Private to the Marquis de Carabas]

And now it doesn't matter what you know.

Good luck graduating, you....bad, bad person.

Comments

Re: Private

[with_my_teacup]

I'm happy for you.

I'm going to miss you, though.

Private

[deadly_ned]

I'm going to miss you too.

I'm going to miss you very, very much.

Private

[with_my_teacup]

At least I can bake now.

Private

[deadly_ned]

You're going to have to pick up my slack, too.

Re: Private

[with_my_teacup]

I'm good under pressure. I got it.

Private

[deadly_ned]

Don't make me come back to check up on you.

Re: Private

[with_my_teacup]

Ooh, threats.

Private

[deadly_ned]

Try not to sound too excited.

Private

[with_my_teacup]

Keep your communications open, a'ight? If there's a network breach day, I wanna hear from you.

Private

[deadly_ned]

I will. But I can't guarantee whether my data plan covers cross-universe roaming.