Graveyard: Early Monday Evening

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It was her last patrol in Fandom. After that it was over the causeway and then... whatever came next. She'd sent out a *handwavey* e-mail and left notes for various people to let them know if they wanted to see her off, that this would be the place for it.

Sitting on a gravestone, Mel took one last look around. Could someone really feel sentimental about a graveyard?

[Goodbye post for Mel. If you think you got notification then you did. Will be subject to bouts of AFK-ness throughout the day.]

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[withoutverona]

"Time travel still hurts my brain, but you must if you can," he said, with a firm nod. Because of course she'd keep in touch. "If you can't ... I did finally write this."

He handed her a piece of paper with a light, comical, but not entirely bad sonnet written on it, the fruit of several hours on Pixie Dust's clock. "I wanted to keep that promise."

[OOC: Yeah, like I write decent poetry.]

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel took one look at the piece of paper and died laughing. "Oh, I'm so keeping this," Mel said which she finally recovered. "In fact I'll keep it near my bosom. Always."

[withoutverona]

The poem was meant to make her laugh, so Romeo grinned back, buoyed by his success. "My poor paper and penmanship should be honored by that fate," he said.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I'll just make sure Sokka never reads it," Mel smirked. "He might get the wrong idea."

[withoutverona]

"Probably that's your wiser choice," he allowed, still grinning.

And then looked at his shoes. He didn't really have a lot else to say. "So..."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"This is the part where people usually hug and wish each other the best," Mel said trying to cut through any awkwardness. "Do we hug?"

[withoutverona]

He was already reaching for the hug as he said, "If you don't think it will make Sokka jealous."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"If it does, I'll just smack him," Mel said returning the hug. "Take care of yourself, Romeo."

[withoutverona]

"Smack him anyhow," Romeo suggested. "And good luck and godspeed, Mel."