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[true_noir]

What the tin says. Every once in a while, the log threads hit captcha, so here we go!

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[belligerentwarrior]

Freya was a little more interested in getting out of the rain than sitting, and started towards a wooden bench to duck under.

"Already listened too much, if you ask me." Her tone wasn't harsh; merely chiding. "Don't sweat it. Couldn't leave you there."

[true_noir]

She followed, and once they were under a nice park bench, and at least out of the rain, she could finally relax. "Yes... well, yes." She reached up to scratch her head uncomfortably and smile over at Freya. "It... was hard to ignore at a certain point. It's like it knew what to whisper somehow, the right way to whisper it."

It was a lot easier now that she was away.

[belligerentwarrior]

Freya tilted her head to wring out her hair for as much good as it would do, drenched as they were. "Any idea who your 'they' were?"

She hadn't thought to question it, earlier. It didn't seem important. Now, though, Freya was wondering how she'd missed it.

[true_noir]

"No idea. It seemed like it was the flowers whispering to me, and I suppose that's possible, if frightening" She shrugged, shaking her head and shaking the water off. "I assume that was what you wanted to know most, who it is responsible for all of this." Who to punch certainly seemed like valuable information.