Patience, Grasshopper

[Friends]
It's been an... interesting few years, to say the least. I'm glad I got the chance to know all of you, but... I need to go home. I'm needed there, and I've been running from that for too long. It's time for me to go back. Thank you all for everything. Live well.


[These are all notes from Molly. They will be stuffed under people's doors right before she leaves.]

[Cissie]
I'm sorry, Cissie. I couldn't wait. I'm needed back home. Come when you can. No rush.

[Thom]
I know we didn't get into much, and I'm sorry for that. That said, do what you need to do to get out of here. This... purgatory isn't the kind of place anyone should stay forever. Deal with your shit. Move on--wherever that happens to be.

[Amanda]
I really am glad you graduated. I know I had no part in it, but I'm happy for you, and I wish you the best. Weird as it sounds? I'm going to miss you.

[Warden Filter]
My new inmate, Lord Thom, has requested to join the library staff--is this all right with you, Arthur and Chromie?  I know that since Coyo vanished, you've been a little short-handed.

[Private to Martha and Claire together]
I'm about as ready as I'll ever be to see what we can do about my leg, so whenever both of you have time... let me know?

[Private to Cissie]
I may have spoiled your cat while you were in the infirmary.

[Private to Thom, added after she talked to Chromie]
It looks like you're cleared for the Library. Check in with Chromie when you get there--she wanted to meet you.

[Video flicks on to show... a much changed Molly Carpenter.  Her hair is purple, and it looks like it's been a while since she had a decent meal or a hot shower.  Maybe a long while.]

Is everything still fucked up around here?  No?  Good.  I'm going to go grab a shower.

[Friends filter]
If you want to talk, give me a half an hour, or you're going to get an eyeful.

[OOC: Yeah, I was so sorry to change her PB, but Mika Boorem doesn't have any look but wholesome and happy, and Molly's just... not there these days.]

[Video clicks on, showing a pair of these guys.  One is bigger than the other, and is generally recognizable as the enormous dog Molly often goes around with.  The other is... well.  The two of them appear to be conversing in roughly canine manner--bark, yips, tail thumps, and the like.  Eventually, the smaller one notices the video.  Her head tilts a little in thought, and then she approaches.  A giant paw fills the screen, and then the video turns off.]

[OOC: Molly has been turned into a Tibetan Mastiff, like Mouse.  She's actually okay in her room for the next few days, but if anyone wants to visit, they're totally welcome to!]

My mother is a force of nature.  I won't take responsibility for her actions, but if she upset or offended anyone, I'm sorry.

[Friends Filter]
My mom left... a lot of food behind.  Bread.  Cookies.  Lasagna.  Casserole.  I'm pretty sure I won't be able to finish all of it without actually exploding.  Anyone interested in sharing?

[video clicks on and Molly is sitting in her open closet with Mouse, the dogosaurus, beside her.  she looks extremely worried.]

Um.  Excuse me?  [she hooks an arm around one of Mouse's legs and hugs him.]  I'm not supposed to be by myself at night.  I stayed alone with Fluffy [yes, she has named Mouse Fluffy for the time being] last night, but he's not really like being with a grown up, and he kept the monsters from coming after me while I slept, but I would really like an adult.  Does anyone know who I'm supposed to stay with?  Please?

I have a gun, ammunition, and few bottles of water, and I'm supposed to get to some kind of megalopolis within two days?

Right.

...This would be so much easier if my magic was working.

Anyone else thinking "Oh, god, oh, god, we're all gonna die?"

[Video comes on to reveal Molly and Cissie sitting next to each other on Molly's bed. Their posture is the same, and they're in almost the same position on the bed. They are wearing identical expressions of weariness and resignation.]

Is anyone else getting really tired of this flood? [Molly's voice is utterly unamused.]

Because we are so ready for this to be over. [Cissie's tone is eerily like Molly's.]

Knowing everything someone thinks--

--is really over-rated. There are some things you just--

--don't want or need to know. Even when it's--

--one of your closest friends. Will someone please come and distract us from each other? [When they speak together their voices have the exact same tone and inflection.]

[OOC: Molly and Cissie are stuck together, like the proximity flood--which is what they thought this was at first. And then they realized they could read each others' thoughts. All of each others' thoughts. And they couldn't turn it off. They're in each others' heads, and in each others' dreams, and are really looking forward to having a little space again.]

This place is really very peculiar...  I don't think this is what you meant when you told me to go.  Elphaba, what did you do?!