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[awesome_lilly]

As she steps through the door and into Duncan's bedroom, Lilly's looking around carefully. The room had appeared deserted when she looked through, but it didn't hurt to make sure. It's disturbingly unmessy, and a lot of Duncan's stuff is missing. Maybe he's gone on a trip. Maybe he's moved out. The thought makes her smile, a little, and then she takes another step in and the blood is trickling down her forehead again and the smile fades away.

She turns back to Alain.

"All clear."

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[awesome_lilly]

The people around Alain are too caught up in shock to really hear him, to notice the stranger in their midst, but Lilly knows this won't be the case for long. She takes a last look, still feeling sick, and then turns back to him.

Her face is set and expressionless, blood still dripping down her forehead. She looks just a little more dead than she did before.

"Let's find a door and... go."

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

"Aye."

Each man owes a death, the mental litany finishes. This is theirs.

He turns away from the cliff, following her.

Give them peace.