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[After looking around to ascertain that he is, in fact, on Isla Empieza again, Dave finds a wall to lean against while talking into his journal. He doesn't have his red pen, so you're all going to have to put up with the sound of his voice.]
Damn, I'm feeling nostalgic all of a sudden. I guess sometimes you never know how much you miss something until it's gone. It doesn't look much different than it did before. I wonder what happened while I was away. Did people form new crews and get into fights? Did the weather act up and did weird shit happen? Did Davy Jones fuck with people like he always does? I bet he fucking did.
Hey Grell, are you out there? I hope you are. I hope Dirk and mini-me came back too, but I doubt that happened. Just my luck, shit never works out the way I want it to.
Thash, you still around? Been awhile since we talked, bro.
To everyone else; sup. Gimme a holla.
Damn, I'm feeling nostalgic all of a sudden. I guess sometimes you never know how much you miss something until it's gone. It doesn't look much different than it did before. I wonder what happened while I was away. Did people form new crews and get into fights? Did the weather act up and did weird shit happen? Did Davy Jones fuck with people like he always does? I bet he fucking did.
Hey Grell, are you out there? I hope you are. I hope Dirk and mini-me came back too, but I doubt that happened. Just my luck, shit never works out the way I want it to.
Thash, you still around? Been awhile since we talked, bro.
To everyone else; sup. Gimme a holla.
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Apparently she's been doing it a while because he's here now. She stops mid shake and turns to his voice. The journal gets shut loudly, even though she's smiling.]
New York is quite slow. [Grell is hesitant to just walk over to him, not just for fear of tripping, but...well, he's actually here. After all this time, and all their chatter about clothing.] That's a silly question, Dave.
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[Not that Dave knows much about New York. He's only been there a few times. This is more of an apology for making her wait.
Dave walks right up to Grell and kisses her on the cheek, only realizing after the fact that her eyes don't quite follow him. Why isn't she looking at his face?]
Grell?
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You've noticed. [Her eyes look down, if only to guide her hand to where his chest is. She'll place it there as she speaks.] There was a battle, with Hawtrey, not long ago. He managed to poison me, affecting my vision.
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[Dave puts his hand over hers, holding it close to his chest. He doesn't know whetehr to be angry, or just... sad.]
Is this... I mean, is there something we can do? Is there an antidote?
[Is she going to be permanently blind? HAS SHE LOST HER SIGHT FOREVER? OH MY GOD!!]
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His head is at the front. I very much doubt he'll be back.
[There is a shrug at his question.] My sight has gotten far better than at the beginning. It won't be long before I have full sight again.
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[Probably just as well. Dave never would have been brutal enough to decapitate someone and hang their head on the prow as a trophy. He sure admires her malevolence though.]
You could have just said that from the beginning instead of making me worry.
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Her arms wrap about his waist, realizing that her new form makes for a bit less room between them, but she'll make do. A kiss goes to the side of his lips.]
You didn't ask. Your finger was already at the trigger, and who am I stop stop you from being chivalrous?
[Tilts her head a bit, trying to appear coy.]
Does this mean you won't spoil me~?
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Nah. I'm gonna spoil you so fuckin' much.
[He hugs her close to him and then goes in for a kiss. He puts his lips over hers, slides his tongue into the crease between them, and if she lets him in he'll slide it along hers and kiss her passionately.]
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After a few moments, Grell pulls back trying to focus on his face. With him so close, she could see a lot better. There really were no words right now.]
...you're really here, right?
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Yeah.
[He kinda wishes he could stroke her cheek, but his hands are full.]
Do you want me to put you down, or... should we take this to your cabin?
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[Or was it theirs, now? Did he even have his own? All his stuff is there, anyway.]
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[If she wants him to move in he'll do it without looking back. His cabin has been vacant for a long time anyway.
Dave carries Grell through the doorway like he's carrying a bride over a threshold. He doesn't think he could be happier to be with her even if they were married. He lays her down on the bed and climbs on top of her, kissing her deeply.]
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So you kept some of that water, right? From the island we went to?
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Hmm? Water? [Grell had to think about what he meant before coming to a moment of realization.] Ah, yes.
[Looks up to him.]
Are you thirsty, darling?
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[Really, he's just afraid he'll do something stupid again. Having a girl's body makes him feel weird. It's fine for Grell to be that way, because it suits her, but Dave doesn't think it suits him very well.]
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[She's in agreement that they shouldn't go down that road again.]
I'm not sure why your asking about that water, though.
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[Dave is getting all flustered. Why does she keep talking about it? He really wants to forget the whole thing.]
Anyway, if it helps you keep your body the way you like it, then it's fine. You can drink it as much as you like.
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It isn't the water's doing. It's because of a witch.
[There is a slight pause, realizing that it may need some clarification.]
Not a sea witch.
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[Well, that's a new one. Dave breathes a sigh of relief when she says it wasn't a sea witch, but that still begs the question...]
What kind of witch?
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