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[crushed_pearls]

Erin spreads her hands in a gesture of Zen-like peace. "Do as thou wilt shall be the whole of the law. I don't care what they do with it, and I don't want to influence it at all. We would unleash this on the island and see what's made of it."

[hadnoright]

"You really do have the strangest ideas..." She shakes her head, folding her arms loosely. "...it'll take a bit of saving up. Even with me pitching in."

The things you do for love.

[crushed_pearls]

"It will, but I've got some ideas. If I'm lucky, Fever and Erik might pitch in some money...but even if they don't, you, them, and me are my team for this. Functioning eyes, multiple sets of superhuman strength, someone to organize, and a gal on the inside at Town Hall to keep it quiet." Erin puts her elbows on the table and grins. "Still, at worst it'll be a chunk of change outta ya. You in, my sovereign? For the Vine?"

[hadnoright]

"...Erik? No, I'm not even going to ask." Another head shake, this time with a snort, and a fondly long-suffering sigh. "Yeah. Alright. For the— vine."

Said with all the energy of a woman who was so offline her only exposure to vine was occasionally hearing a teenager on the street mention it.

Wrap?

[crushed_pearls]

"The dark work commences!"

:3

[hadnoright]

With a snort laugh, Daisy stands and circles by to kiss Erin's cheek on her way to take something back to the pantry. "Like we're not always doing dark work, cariad."

[crushed_pearls]

Erin doesn't, can't, say anything to that word; she turns a delicate color, and gets up to do the dishes.

But she's walking on air for days, and days, and days after.