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Jack returned to Metropolis without really thinking about it, then decided that he had no real reason to, and didn't feel like doing anything in there, particularly.

So he parked on an empty road in the outskirts, and proceeded to sit in the back of the Coraline and drink.

Mind you, it's not really Jack anymore. The skirt and bare head aren't really Jack-things, and the singing is very definitely a woman's voice.

Tipsy and maudling, Ruth Hollins sings to honour her dead lover.

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[ineveryport.livejournal.com]

"Aye."

Ruth certainly doesn't begrudge her that. She adds, quickly, though: "Seen you Jo since Christmas?"

[theresnodoor]

"Once."

For a conversation that was more uncomfortable than anything else. But now that the name's been planted and Rachel realizes exactly how long it's been since she spoke to Jo, she fixes Ruth with a worried frown. "Why?"

[ineveryport.livejournal.com]

"I have not," is the reply.

"Things took me away. I shall see her soon."

[theresnodoor]

"Oh."

Jo might be worse, might be better. Rachel hasn't had time to check. Maybe that makes her a bad friend, but there had been other things, distractions. Things she thinks Jo might forgive.

Maybe.

Rachel shifts, gaze now drawn down the main road that leads back to Metropolis. "She'd probably like that."

[ineveryport.livejournal.com]

Ruth nods. Though she also rubs a tear away from her eye.

"I know I shall."