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[slayer_fray]

The sun's going down, so there were no problems putting the girls to bed.

Still, Mel's not inside. She's squatting on the edge of the bunker, with the shared bassinet right next to her, her axe the only thing between them, staring out in the direction her brother left in.

Keeping vigils for the Sokkas probably isn't the healthiest thing to do, especially as she left him herself for her sisterly "road"trip. But this is different. She's worried.

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[slayer_fray]

"Street of," Mel allows, grinning now. "The world we were stuck in before this."

[lastblackhawk.livejournal.com]

"Good as it sounds?"

Eden's such a nice name.

[slayer_fray]

"Not even close."

[lastblackhawk.livejournal.com]

"Well, damn. An' here I was hopin' there was a world out there that wasn't full of things wantin' to eat us."

[slayer_fray]

"I think some people come from those worlds," Mel offers, cheerfully enough. "I just don't believe them."

[lastblackhawk.livejournal.com]

Zinda nods, and laughs. "Where's the fun in a world like that anyway, right?"