054. [video]

[itsahotone]

[As always, it seems like people are dropping like flies. Sooner or later, Santana notices a certain specific disappearence, and feels sad.

And a little relieved she managed to sleep with him before he left.]

...I knew it.

[She always said it was probably his turn, after all. Sometimes it sucks, always being right.]

Hope you're not crying too much, Philip. Still got your girl, right?

[That is her way of showing sympathy over someone losing someone close to them. Did it work?]

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[sadfreezingbrit]

[ No. No, it did not. And just to spite the situation je would ask what exactly he is supposed to be crying about, but in the end stalling can only improve his mood so much. Might as well get down to business. ]

It's only been three days.

[itsahotone]

...So? Are you holding back all the sadness until a set date or something?

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ He'll gladly confirm that much. ]

I'm not scheduled to weep over a bottle of whiskey until next Thursday, three fifteen in the afternoon. Maybe four, if the weather is right.

[ It's either that or remembering that Tim never came back. Daniel never came back. No matter how long he kept waiting. ]

[itsahotone]

[She'd roll her eyes at the specificness of that sarcasm, but it is her own language he's speaking. So. A little more sympathy is in order.]

Hope I'm invited.

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Evelyn did come back. At least that's a thought he can cling to. It's either that or ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall. ]

Right now I've got a bar to run by myself.

[ The task is given all the mock importance it deserves. ]

You're invited to weep over as many bottles as you want.

[itsahotone]

What, now or during your scheduled time?

[Such an important distinction!]

[video forever]

[akapeanut]

Which one are you talking about?

[She's noticed the sudden absences, but she isn't sure what Santana's hinting at.]

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[itsahotone]

[She sighs.]

Dean.

[akapeanut]

Oh.

[She actually knew that guy.]

Were you guys friends?

[itsahotone]

Yep. Kinda sucks.

[Even though they haven't even really spoken since That Morning.]

[akapeanut]

I'm sorry.

Lots of people are gone this time.

[itsahotone]

I noticed that. It's weird...and a little disturbing.

Have you ever left?

[akapeanut]

No. Not yet, anyway.

I wonder if that's weird. Like, statistically.

[itsahotone]

Huh? Statistically?

[akapeanut]

It seems like most people have died here at least once.

[itsahotone]

Uh, so? That's different from actually blowing this pop-stand for awhile.

[akapeanut]

Yeah.

I wonder if dying in here is something the mansion has something to do with too.

[video forever]

[usskickass]

[Not strictly on topic, but...]

Finn's gone.

Again.

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[itsahotone]

...Seriously? What is with that guy?

[usskickass]

Dunno.

Have you seen Brit lately?

[itsahotone]

Yeah, we share a room.

[SUSPICION.]

[usskickass]

Alright. Just tryin' to keep an eye on who's left, is all.

[Since everyone leaves her eventually.]

[itsahotone]

Oh.

Bet me or Kurt will be the last ones here.

[Did you call for someone to join the pity-party?]

[usskickass]

I'm not leavin' you kids here alone if I can help it.

[itsahotone]

You...can't help it, though.

[usskickass]

Don't mean a squirrel can't do the Charleston.

[itsahotone]

[...Should she even bother?]

Okay, are your folksy little quaint sayings actually real, or do you just make them up on the spot?

[Guess she's bothering.]

[usskickass]

...Six of one, half a dozen of the other.

[She answers after a sheepish silence.]

[itsahotone]

...Crystal clear now.

[usskickass]

[She shrugs.]

Point is, I'm gonna do all I can to stay here and keep you guys safe.

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[forevercapslock]

What? What did you know?

aaaand cue the helpfullness!

[itsahotone]

Many, many things, short stuff.

ffff oh Santana

[forevercapslock]

Okay, one: I'm not that short, and two: that's not very believable and way too general an answer.

:D

[itsahotone]

You sure about that?

Anyway, in this instance I was talking about someone disappearing.