Sal's Reality, Port aux Basques: The Official Road Trip Thread

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"So." Sal leaned on the hood of the van, sneaking in one more cigarette before they left for Florida. It was quite the sight: the massive maroon vehicle was stuffed to the rafters with luggage, snack food, and had a full tank of gas.

"So?" Ven was staring at her from the other side of it, completely amused at his mentor's stressed outlook. In all the years he'd known the woman, he'd never seen her really lose her cool - but she was coming close.

"So we've got ourselves reservations for the eight o'clock boat. And it's ten after six and we needs to get goin else we misses our spot. An' Mu launches in exactly forty-eight hours and..."

Ven stooped down to pick up Shae, who had barrelled down the stairs with her still-yawning mother in tow. "And we'll get there just fine. Didn't you say she had a portal waiting for you in North Sydney, anyway?"

Sal extinguished her cigarette and blew the smoke away from Shae, watching Jav, Kurt, and Vic come down the stairs hauling the rest of the luggage. "Yes, yes, and yes, but still, b'y, I hates bein' late." She held out her arms in response to Shae's attempt to get closer to her grandmother. "Give her here, look..."

She was interrupted by a loud bang that sounded like it was coming from her kitchen. She looked at Shae, who was grinning.

"D'you know what all that noise is?" she asked the toddler.

"Nope," the little girl shook her head, brown curls bouncing around.

"Want t' go find out with me?"

"Yeah!"

They went up the stairs together, Sal maneuvering Shae into a piggy-back position. "I betcha it's Leeroy. It always is."

"Uncle 'Roy is funny," Shae declared. "He's always doin' somethin'." The girl had a slight Newfie twang and it amused Sal to no end.

"Yes, b'y."

They opened the front door and peered into the kitchen where Sam had Leeroy in a headlock.

"Do I want t' know?" Sal asked resignedly. "Or should I just yell at the load of ye to get yer butts downstairs 'fore I loses it?"

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"Frightens you?" The quiet clone paused to look at her in surprise.

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"And what's that supposed to mean?" Sadri asked, walking to a nearby sink and washing her hands. "I'm not allowed to be afraid?"

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"Forgive me, my sister." He cocked his head as he caught the faint sound of weeping from behind the door Vic had dragged Jav through. "It only surprised me that something should frighten you." Then he paused and frowned at a half-seen thread of memory before paling and sitting down.

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"I didn't mean to come across as offended," Sadri said, toweling her hands and pausing for a moment as she, too, heard the sound. "I guess I'm used to being seen as more fallible now, that's all."

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Scrat didn't seem to hear as he winced slightly and rested his head in his hands.

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Sadri paused. "What's wrong?"

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He swallowed, shoulders shaking slightly, then spoke in a choked voice that held none of his usual K'vk accent. "I remember."

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She smiles. "Remember what?"

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"Everything." It was nearly a whisper.

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She put a hand on his shoulder, knowing exactly where his mind was in particular. She remembered, too; it never left her, no matter how many times they reunited. She considered it to be her greatest failure.

"Now does it make sense?" She spoke, of course, about what transpired when they'd first met back in the Cafe. Light was everywhere and it almost blinded her.