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Mystery Sign Theatre 3000, Wednesday

Kate had been away for an entire week, repressing the hell out of the reasons she'd wanted to bolt in the first place. And it had worked. She'd genuinely had fun just hanging out with Bod and her family and unpacking and organizing their room and all the other silly stuff.

But however good she'd felt while away, it all dissolved soon enough once she'd made it to work. She felt on edge, not quite as badly as she had for most of her shift last week, but still twitchy enough to be constantly fiddling with some of the concessions (as if they weren't neat enough) or playing around on her phone (as if she was actually planning to text or call anyone).

Occasionally sneaking in to watch the movie on show today soothed her somewhat, though she had no real idea why. Lord knows a summer blockbuster wasn't meant to do that, but she wasn't going to question it. She'd take anything she could get.

NOW SHOWING:
Emerald Torch

MST3000 was open for business.

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Well, hello there twitchiness, nice of you to make a return. Kate straightened up behind the concessions stand, listening to the silence, that unsteadiness echoing in her head.

"What is it?"

Annie died yesterday, Kate. Annie was exorcised yesterday. Annie isn't with us anymore. I'm sorry, it's Annie, she's passed over--

Forming the words shouldn't be that difficult. It wasn't Mitchell's first death. Wasn't even his first passed-on ghost.

"Look, it's..." he started, then faltered. "I'm sorry, it's... yesterday, this... uh..."

Come on. Say 'it's Annie'. That alone should tell her enough.

"Yes?" Kate prompted, trying to sound... supportive, or something, even as she started to feel really seriously uncomfortable, guessing at what he had such a hard time saying.

None of the options were something she wanted to hear.

"Mitchell, what is it?"

Mitchell stared harder at the wall. Come on. Kate had been her friend. She deserved to know.

After another long few seconds of silence, George finally pried the phone out of his hands. "Kate, it's George," he said. "Annie's gone. I'm sorry."

Mitchell shut his eyes and dropped his head back against the wall.

Silence was the name of the game today, because for the moment Kate was speechless, grasping for the chair she kept behind the concessions stand to sit down. She'd been expecting something about Lucy; that she would've handled okay, but Annie. That just took the breath out of her.

"W-what?" she asked, after a moment. "Gone?" That was just insane. Seriously, she couldn't deal with "But, b-- how?"

"Mitchell's homicidal ex-girlfriend got her pet priest to exorcise her," George said. That might not have been exactly what happened, but George was as angry as Mitchell was grieving, and he felt allowed. "After trying to blow up Mitchell, actually blowing up the rest of the vampires in Bristol, and, oh, lying to Nina and I so she could kill us too."

Mitchell looked up at him, staring.

Then he beckoned for the phone back.

Yeah, Kate's ensuing "WHAT?" was enough to startle the guy working the box office. Or dozing at the box office, as he had been up until a moment ago.

Kate didn't care about him right now. Seriously. What the everloving fuck.

George looked conflicted about actually handing the phone over, but in the end he relinquished it. Mitchell didn't meet his eyes.

"Look, Kate-- It's a long story," he said.

His voice still wasn't quite steady. "The past couple of months have been--" Complicated, he was going to say, but that wasn't even half of it, was?

"Complicated, I'm sure," Kate half snapped. She was going George's way and being angry. That was just so much easier for her than just being sad, though that would come too. "Yeah, that happens."

Yeah. George was angry. Nina was angry. Everyone was angry but Mitchell.

"I... tried to get her out in time," he said, after another one of those silences.

"Yeah well obviously that failed," Kate replied harshly, even if she managed to rein some of her actual anger in. "Seriously Mitchell, what the everloving fuck have you been doing lately?"

Mitchell shut his eyes. If there was anything he really wasn't up to right now-- well, actually, that was a long list. "I'll be back in town in a couple of days," he said. "Then I'll tell you everything you want to know."

"Mmhmm." There, that was enough to convey Kate's scepticism on that point. Nevermind that the scope of what she wanted to know was likely to change within couple of days as she got more rational about it. "But okay."

"I'll see you on Saturday," Mitchell offered. When hopefully he'd be able to keep it together for more than a few minutes at a time.

He waited for an affirmative.

"I'll try to be on the island then."

It was as good an affirmative as he was going to get. Kate hadn't been keeping it together all that well in the last month or so either. Running away had been a theme.

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