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[no_sin_but]

Marlowe stands in the living room, hands in his pockets and studying the ceiling. If he listens, he can hear Aife (or rather, Alisa) and Sascha talking and plotting. Alisa Vladimirevna is too much, really.

Mary Anne?

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[song_tra_bong]

A hundred years and worlds away, Mary Anne looks up.

Yes?

She very nearly keeps all the tension she's feeling out of her voice.