Jan. 6th, 2014

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The grass is damp with dew and smells heavily of sheep. Damp sheep. In the distance, even, Sebastian could hear the baaing of sheep. However, perhaps, what's more important is the sound of two voices standing over him.

"Is he dead?" one of them asks. It's a girl's voice. High pitched, very clearly young and very clearly Irish.

"I don't think so," the other one says. Similar accent to the girl's but that of a boy's. Also young.

"Do you think if I stab him, he'll be dead?"

"Mum wouldn't like it if you killed someone unconscious. It's bad hospitality," the boy says seriously. "He hasn't attacked us or anything. He's just lying there."

Something nudges Sebastian. It's a stick. He's being poked.

"Oh." The girl is clearly disappointed. "But if he wakes up and attacks us then I can attack him back, right?"

There's a moment of silence as the boy considers the question. "Yeah. That's allowed."

Sebastian gets poked again. "Come on! Don't be dead! I want to kill you!"
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Alec is late. Unusual for him as he takes ridiculous amount of pride in being on time. Sometimes showing up a little bit early. So when he comes in about fifteen minutes late it's worrisome.

When Sally gets a look at him it'll be even more worrisome. He's definitely been in a fight and more than likely on the losing side of one. His coat, which he'd been taking fastidiously good care of was ripped and he had a bloody lip, bruise showing up around the eye and some other fun indications of injuries. From the look in his eyes, Alec was also burning furious.

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