text. before the flood

[washerlocket]

I'm going home. I'm sorry for what I did while I was here. Goodbye.

[Private to her friends filter, one of those think you are, you are.]
Thank you. I never had friends before I came here, and now I hope I will have them again in my life. They will be hard to live up to you.

[Private to the Doctor]
I will fix your machine before I go.

[Private to Lua]
I'll miss you most. I hope you know that.

Comments

[Private]

[wedonot]

Take care of yourself, Merope.

[Private]

[washerlocket]

You too, Charles. And thank you.

[strangehistorian]

Congratulations, Merope.

[washerlocket]

Thank you.

private

[surrenders]

You'll let me come see you if I get out of here, right? You won't have to miss me long.

[It's soon, and she knows it. And she remembers some of what went on between them: not all of it, but enough, and they've gotten enough time together in the meantime that even if it isn't the same as before that memory charm, it's still good.]

private

[washerlocket]

Of course you can come! You can meet Tom.

private

[surrenders]

I'd love to meet him.

You got where you're going yet?

private

[washerlocket]

I think so. I'll have money and a new start and a house. A proper one, not a shack.

private

[surrenders]

That's good. All you needed was another shot. You hadn't done anything really bad yet.

I'm happy for you.

Private

[washerlocket]

Do you think you'll graduate soon?

Private

[surrenders]

... probably. I think I know what's wrong, but I think I'm missing something too.

Private

[washerlocket]

I hope you can find it and can come see me soon. It's probably what you least expect.

Private

[surrenders]

Feel like I should be ready, so... maybe.

We'll see when I see you, all right?

[championoftime]

Thank you. I appreciate that.

Take care of yourself, you seem like a bright girl.

[washerlocket]

Thank you, Doctor.

[youwillgotohell]

[Even her? Something in Morgana (that is selfish and totally incorrect) is s creaming that this isn't fair.]

Goodbye, Merope. [Because she can't bring herself to wish her well or send her off with glad tidings while she's trapped here.]

[washerlocket]

Goodbye, Morgana. I hope you are soon.