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[arrowpoint]

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"Hey, you've got Liam.
Leaf me a message and I'll get bark to you!"

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[sylvanguard]

Not everyone, just you and I. We already know we worked together before so that's a start... Hey maybe it's because they were our prisoners?

[arrowpoint]

The Dwarves, you mean?

[Pause.]

...maybe. I mean, if they were prisoners they had to be doing something bad, right?

[sylvanguard]

Even if they had [And her tone did not lend credence to that thought,] it isn't something they've done now. You have to keep those things separate. But anyway. Any ideas on what we can do to to try and help our memories along for less surprises?

[arrowpoint]

[He take a moment to think.]

Not really. Other than hanging out and hoping for the best, but you're going to Vegas, so...

Hey, when are you leaving anyway?

[sylvanguard]

Friday the 27th and coming back on the 7th. We're driving.

[arrowpoint]

Wait, seriously? Tomorrow? Way to give me some notice, Ariel, what if I have plans?!

[sylvanguard]

[you know that look? The one where Ariel looks fairly hostile? Yeah you're getting that look.]

Dude I know you. You never have plans. You're going to have to live without you chauffeur for a few days.

[arrowpoint]

...Well you're just lucky that the doc said I could bike again on Wednesday, or else you'd be S-O-L.

[sylvanguard]

I am sorry that this is last minute but since it's to Vegas both of us decided we didn't want everyone freaking out about us going and getting hitched or something while we were there.

[arrowpoint]

...That's not why you're going is it?!

[sylvanguard]

... No. I'm going for my birthday and to recruit any new talent from Vegas for my dad.

[arrowpoint]

You didn't tell me it was your birthday either?

[Frustrated noise.]

...being some friend here, Ariel. Now I look like a jerk because I didn't get you anything.

[sylvanguard]

Yeah... Well I'm not used to having friends so that really is my bad.

[arrowpoint]

...Just be safe all right?

[Sigh.]

What time are you leaving tomorrow? I need a ride so I can bring Jack.

[sylvanguard]

Was going to leave before rush hour hits. But if this isn't enough time we'll leave later.

[arrowpoint]

[Thoughtful hum.]

So, like, what? Eight-thirty too late for a pick up? I can be out the door by then.

[sylvanguard]

Eight thirty is fine dude. Makes us leave after rush hour which is fine I can sleep in then.

[arrowpoint]

...So you'll keep in touch, right? Let me know how you're doing?

[sylvanguard]

Of course I will. Just remember I will be on the road for hours at a time.

[arrowpoint]

...yeah.

[A pause.]

Just so you know, if you want to get out of there, like if he--

[Starts over.]

If things aren't working out or whatever... just give me a call and I'll get you a plane ticket, okay? Anytime, like four in the morning if you need to.

[sylvanguard]

[If she wasn't being so annoyed at his sudden flair of over protectiveness, She sighed softly biting her tongue to keep from snapping at him.] Look, if things don't work out I'll keep that in mind.

[arrowpoint]

Cool.

[That's all he'll say on that matter for now.]

I'll see you tomorrow.