Shaun, go away.

[the_historian]

Brilliant - you've remembered that I do, in fact, exist, then.  About bloody time. 

Well, lovely as it is to wait about until you feel like playing with me, I think I'll sit this one out.  I wouldn't want to... to interfere with that busy schedule of yours.

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[the_hacker]

About damn time!

[the_historian]

Well, of course you've fared better than I have in that department. I imagine that keeping up with my intellect is difficult work!

[the_hacker]

Whatever. You're just annoying. I bet she wanted a break.

[the_historian]

I-If I'd wanted your opinion, Rebecca, I would have asked for it!

[That's a good guess, though.]

You've missed the point here. In case you've forgotten, I've more important things to do than hope that she'll remember I'm around.

[the_hacker]

Since when do you actually ask?

[HANDWAVE.]

Aaaanyway, it's about time you came back.

[the_historian]

You may not have considered this, but perhaps I wasn't looking for your opinion then either.

[Sputter. Do you ever listen, Rebecca?]

Did you miss the bit where I'm not coming back? This is not my being back - This is me, voicing my intent to not come back.

[the_hacker]

Forget your intent. We need you!

[the_historian]

Ah, yes, well... How is that any different than usual?

[the_hacker]

I'm actually saying it this time, so it's finally true?

[the_historian]

[He's going to pretend he didn't hear that.]

In all seriousness, I think we've both got more than enough to occupy our time, at present. Unless you've found something more pressing than the end of the world as we know it, that is.

[the_hacker]

Well, she's more concerned about her job than she is about the end of the world, so call me preoccupied!

[the_historian]

Yes, well - what do you expect, really? To the average person, I would imagine the whole thing sounds a bit crazy.

... Perhaps 'a lot' crazy, if we're to be completely honest.

[the_hacker]

A lot crazy is right. Do you ever feel like we're barking up the wrong tree?

[ghostintheanimus]

[kzzzt]

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[the_historian]

If things keep on as they are, that may not be the case, come December.

[ghostintheanimus]

Cheer up

It's just
           the end
                    of the world

[the_historian]

Oh yeah, right, yeah - just rub on a bit of sunscreen, grab an umbrella, and it will be a vacation. Get a lovely tan, maybe plan a picnic-

Some of us would like to actually prevent this mess from happening. Madness, I know.

[ghostintheanimus]

[gets into his face with a hiss like static] What do you think I pǝıp for?¿

[the_historian]

[Okay, perhaps he deserved that. It doesn't stop him from stumbling back a few steps.]

The very thing we've all been risking our lives for.

[He falters, trying to keep his growing anxiety in check. The impending destruction of his planet does tend to have that effect on him.]

... A lot of good it will do, if we run out of time before we figure this out.

[ghostintheanimus]

[freaking people out is one of the perks of being dead]

You won't.

[his eyes lose focus]

It's all planned and measured down to the ^last minute. The darkness pouring down on the horizon, it's already there.