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[raced_god]

Gotta jet for a few days and take care of a few things.

Please do not kill each other while I'm gone. Seriously, you idiots. It's Christmas.

[Watch this space!?!?]

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[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

If ya ain't back by Christmas Day; Merry Christmas, sir. Have a good one.

[God, and he hopes none of this gets worse.]

[raced_god]

Thanks, Mac. Merry Christmas.

[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I promise to be good.

[raced_god]

I know you will.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[I'm going to have the whole firehouse decorated when you come back.]

[raced_god]

[Actually due to recent space-time kidnappings he is not going anywhere until he knows you know exactly where he is going.

So he shows up in the kitchen with a duffel bag over his shoulder to ANNOUNCE HIS DEPARTURE.]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[After Ionia's post, the reason for his departure is as clear as day. She does however, very much appreciate the announcement this time.]

... [All the words are stuck in her throat, and she simply stands there.]

[raced_god]

[It is very hard not to launch into a tirade of self-depreciation so he decides to keep it simple.]

I'm going to take her to the spaceport and then I'll be at the island for a few days.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[She wants to tell him to not beat himself up. That he isn't perfect but she still loves him. That he isn't perfect but she knows she still loves him. That he gave her so much, and so much opportunity.]

... [Samus opens her mouth and no words come out, still. Maybe she can get her legs to move--yes, that works. She moves in for a hug instead.]

She's all grown up now.

[raced_god]

[Okay it's hug time.]

I guess she is.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[Yeah. You take that hug because the words are failing again.]

[raced_god]

[After a very long moment or two and a forehead kiss he decides he should probably be on his way.]

Can you, um. Repaint that room while I'm gone. If you're too busy I'll just do it when I get back.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[That is. A difficult thing to ask. And to accept. But she will do it for him.]

I can. [A firm nod.]

[raced_god]

I just don't want to have to look at it. If she ever decides to move in she can do whatever she wants with it.

[He slings his bag back over his shoulder.]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

That's fine. [She says nothing for a few more moments, not because she can't find the words this time but because she is weighing them carefully.]

Don't take too long.

[She clasps a hand on his shoulder as a farewell pat.]

[raced_god]

[Farewell pats are unacceptable here is a farewell kiss instead.]

I'll be back by Christmas.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

[Farewell kisses are very acceptable except for the fact they are too short and taste BITTER SWEET.]

I'll be here.

[Go. Run. Get to zhe choppa. So he can not see her mope.]

[raced_god]

See you soon.

[And he is off.]

[punchvolcanoes]

I'll be good.

[raced_god]

I know you will. Enjoy your holiday.

[punchvolcanoes]

Are you coming back to get presents from Santa?

Although I guess I'll probably get my share of coal this year...

[raced_god]

You never know. I always figured he was NOT REAL a pretty understanding guy.

[punchvolcanoes]

Of course! He's Santa! I bet he has space elves to help him.

[raced_god]

I wouldn't doubt it.

[punchvolcanoes]

Come back soon, Moltres Spaceman!

[raced_god]

...Moltres Spaceman.

[punchvolcanoes]

Bob told me so!

[Did you know her appreciation of you went up +9000 that day.]

[raced_god]

What's a Moltres.

[You suddenly get a voice]

[punchvolcanoes]

What's a Moltres?

WHAT'S A MOLTRES?!

MOLTRES IS THE BIRD GOD OF FIRE!!

[What the hell we'll make it video.]

[raced_god]

Oh.

Did Bob tell you I was the bird god of fire?

[OH BOY VIDEOS!]

[punchvolcanoes]

She told me you were like one. Something about Blazikens too, but I have no idea what type of Pokemon those are!

I think Moltres fits you better.

[raced_god]

A Blaziken is a fire-fighting type from Hoenn.

[punchvolcanoes]

...you know Pokemon species? Have you studied them?

[raced_god]

Only a few. I can name a couple, but other than that I don't know much about them at all.

[punchvolcanoes]

That's still better than a lot of people!

What else do you know about? Apart from Charizards, hahaha.

[raced_god]

I can basically name the kinds that attend the school. And I know there are different types.

[punchvolcanoes]

Yay!

I shouldn't be holding you up. Goodbye again, Space Moltres!

[raced_god]

No worries. See you later.

[thewunderkind]

I'll be good.

[raced_god]

Yeah, you better.

[thewunderkind]

It will be hard but I'll try.

[thewunderkind]

[And then she she took over the world with Hawke.]

[raced_god]

[GOD

DAMN]

[camo-box.livejournal.com]

[Oof, this is a tough one. Rough shit, Falcon. Have the internet version of an awkward pat on the shoulder]

Be safe.

[raced_god]

Thanks. You too.

[animu-nerd.livejournal.com]

[NO SERIOUSLY WHO IS THIS GUY AND WHY DOES HE CREEP ME OUT. I need to ask Snake about him.

...after this anime marathon.]