[Jack bangs hard on the glass, yelling Glen's name, and then he slides down it and starts to sob.]
[ooc: ALL THE HUGS Might, yes ;; I'll be taking a hiatus first, mid-May, but if my sched doesn't work out, then.... aaahh you don't have to ask permission! Jack would love that, omg.]
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 04:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 04:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 04:28 am (UTC)[He kisses the glass where Jack's forehead is touching and begins to fade away.]
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:41 am (UTC)Promise me that. Promise me—
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:46 am (UTC)[-but his words are only whispers as his figure fades away.]
[ooc: /wibble . . .
Can I at least bring Glen back early? You said you might be gone forever by May. /sob . . . Yes I'm asking you permission.]no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 04:57 am (UTC)[ooc: ALL THE HUGS
Might, yes ;; I'll be taking a hiatus first, mid-May, but if my sched doesn't work out, then.... aaahh you don't have to ask permission! Jack would love that, omg.]no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 05:16 am (UTC)