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( Alex huffs out a laugh, and hangs up.

When Sarah arrives, she'll find the door open a crack, and Alex with only a candles lit and the glowstones she won at the tourney on display, so the lighting is soft and warm as she lies on the floor, blankets and pillows arranged to make a comfortable chill-out area.

Beauregard is curled up on the bed, and Alex tilts her head to look towards Sarah. )

Hey.

So romantic in here.

[ She's dissing your candles a little bit, Alex, but it's okay. She means well. ]

Oh, for sure. I would've lit some incense and scattered some rose petals, but the store was out.

( Her sigh is tragic, melodramatic even with the very real regret and pain weighing at her. )

'Fraid this'll have to do.

[ Sarah settles onto the blankets and kicks her boots off, making herself at home. She nods toward Alex, questioning. ]

So how's the whiskey?

( On closer inspection, she might notice a cut across Alex's brow, what looks like a downward slash that's caught her cheekbone and her jaw, and part of her face is bruised. )

Yeah, tops. Really good.

( Another swig, and she winces from how fucking awful it tastes, before holding the bottle out to Sarah. ) Fantastic. You won't regret it.

[ Sarah accepts the bottle and takes a drink, making a face at the taste. ] I'm hoping this is the cheap shite.

[ Still, she takes another drink and leans back, relaxing into a pillow. Only when she's finished and handing the bottle back to Alex does she say, ] What happened to your face?

Yeah. I thought if we had enough of it, the expensive stuff would blow our minds.

( A little smile, kind of crooked. )

Remember that run -in you had with a darkspawn on an assignment?

Did a darkspawn punch your face?

( Alex's mouth wavers for a second and she looks down. )

A whole bunch of darkspawn, uh— killed and hung up and ate a group of people running from the war that we were trying to help.

( She holds her hand out for the bottle. ) It was fucked up.

[ Sarah says nothing. What can she possibly say to that? Shit. She's seen a lot of fucked up things since she discovered she's a clone, but monsters hanging up and eating a group of innocent people? She hands the bottle back, wordlessly. ]

And,

( she continues, a bit bewildered, )

a giant fuck-off bear came to my rescue. Literally a giant-bear. Bear giant.

( brb chugging some whiskey )

Giant bear, right.

[ She's not going to argue, even though it does sound stupid as fuck. ]

No, I mean it! He's this big bear that Cosima and Newt and Val and I helped. I think he remembered and came to rescue me.

( Wow, she's realising how insane it sounds as she says it. )

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