[ And wouldn't you know it, she's looking more forward to this than just about anything else that's happened to her here so farβ Cellar is good company, and in these trying times they certainly deserve a nice, long smoke break. ]
[ She catches herself grinning, clears her throat and dusts off any gooey satisfaction from getting to see Dawn again. She's not like most people Cellar's met here β she feels like someone who could be from home, familiar and safe. God knows all the guys around here make themselves so damn complicatedβ
βand so does Cellar, to be fair. Her fault for feeling so acquainted with being a mess. ]
Hey! Dawn, hi. [ She's smiling the moment they see each other, oop. Nick was generous enough to speed up the healing process by now, so β voilΓ‘, no more sling, no more scratches and bruises. ] You look great.
[ Dawn, too, is a little flustered to be seeing Cellar again, in a way that is maybe not strictly proportional to just having a smoke with a new friend (though she'd certainly chalk it up to that). She brushes her hair, straightens her clothes, and adjusts her makeup in the mirror before dashing off, smiling preemptively and resisting the urge to wave like a nervous schoolgirl. ]
Oh!
[ She gasps slightly, seeing how... well, good Cellar looks, in a way that's quite startling given her recent injuries. (And also in general. But that part isn't startling.) Unsure of how to articulate as much, Dawn simply smiles, approaching with a bit of a spring in her step. ]
So do you. You, um, you look like you're feeling better?
Yeah β [ And she looks very happy about that. Nick saved her months upon months of pain and recovery, bless him. ] I got some help from a friend. This place can be pretty amazing sometimes.
[ Holding out a hand, she tips her head. Take it, Dawn. Let's be #galpals. ]
How's it been treating you? You haven't run into any assholes, I hope.
Oh. Well. I don't want to alarm you, but two people were murdered in there last month. They picked a few of us to go on murder sprees and then the rest of us had to find out who did it.
People just got up in the middle of the night, attacked someone, and then went back to bed without remembering it. And then everyone was resurrected, at the end.
[ Knock knock! Cellar's at her door with a little bag. She asks Dawn to wait until Christmas to open it then leaves, but not without kissing her on the cheek. Inside Dawn will find ... a necklace made with her shadow ability! It doesn't have texture, doesn't reflect light or cast a shadow; it's virtually indestructible and will exist for as long as Cellar stays in Saltburn or until she dies.
Merry Christmas! Thank you for being my friend, Dawn. You're really sweet and you deserve the best of everything ever. I hope you like it. β₯ π·οΈ ]
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do you smoke?
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how hard are you trying?
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It's bad for you.
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yes
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I might allow myself 1 or 2 if it's been an especially difficult day.
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how many does that get us?
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Half a pack at least.
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i can come get you
i know a place we can go
(a boring place)
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where are you?
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[ And wouldn't you know it, she's looking more forward to this than just about anything else that's happened to her here so farβ Cellar is good company, and in these trying times they certainly deserve a nice, long smoke break. ]
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[ She catches herself grinning, clears her throat and dusts off any gooey satisfaction from getting to see Dawn again. She's not like most people Cellar's met here β she feels like someone who could be from home, familiar and safe. God knows all the guys around here make themselves so damn complicatedβ
βand so does Cellar, to be fair. Her fault for feeling so acquainted with being a mess. ]
Hey! Dawn, hi. [ She's smiling the moment they see each other, oop. Nick was generous enough to speed up the healing process by now, so β voilΓ‘, no more sling, no more scratches and bruises. ] You look great.
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Oh!
[ She gasps slightly, seeing how... well, good Cellar looks, in a way that's quite startling given her recent injuries. (And also in general. But that part isn't startling.) Unsure of how to articulate as much, Dawn simply smiles, approaching with a bit of a spring in her step. ]
So do you. You, um, you look like you're feeling better?
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[ Holding out a hand, she tips her head. Take it, Dawn. Let's be #galpals. ]
How's it been treating you? You haven't run into any assholes, I hope.
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I have a small prayer group on Sunday mornings. In the east wing drawing room. If you'd like some company.
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I just knew there had to be a prayer group around here somewhere! Yes, this is Dawn. I'd love some company, thank you, Mr...?
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It's inter-faith, by necessity, there's not a lot of faithful around here at all that aren't worshipping...trees, or magic, or something.
Sorry. If that's your thing. Probably should have asked.
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[ You can tell she'd be whispering that last part, if this were in person. ]
Not that there's anything wrong with that, some people say.
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Well, has anyone told you about the "werewolf game" last month?
I've found them to be perfectly nice people who I mostly do not understand at all.
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If you don't mind having them in prayer group, I suppose I don't either.
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How is that not meant to alarm me??
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They were forced by the house. Most of them.
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And this happened in the chapel. [ Sounds almost like a #hatecrime to her?? But never mind: ] You said the East Wing drawing room? Where is that?
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Sometimes it's on the third floor, sometimes it's on the second. But on Sunday, usually the second.
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Would you walk with me there so I don't get lost? This house is enormous!
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π delivery, a few days before christmas
Merry Christmas! Thank you for being my friend, Dawn. You're really sweet and you deserve the best of everything ever. I hope you like it. β₯ π·οΈ ]
@t.laughlin