a one-way ticket (emma, jag, sunny, coby, curnen)

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Her first reading with the deck Jag had given her had pointed Emma in the right direction for crafting her counteroffer. She'd gone, on her own, back to the Goblin Market and found the fairy who'd told Jag they could send him home.

It turned out True Sight was even more valuable to an ambitious fairy looking for an advantage than Emma had expected, and an hour after their negotiations were finalized, she walked out of Faerie, her eyes haunted and red rimmed from tears, carefully guarding a sprig of pale purple sweetpea flowers she carried. When chaos of the fairy realm was replaced with the cacophonous greens of the Irish Hills room, exhaled in relief, and then hurried back to her rooms.

"Jag?" she called out as the door to their suite shut behind her. They only had until moonrise, and she had no idea when that would be.

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Re: for Sunny

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"... Not the same," Emma finished for her, her arms coming around to hug Sunny back.

"I'm going to miss you. So much."

Re: for Sunny

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"I'm gonna miss you, too." Shit, Sunny was crying. Shit. "Do... do you need to find anybody else?"

Re: for Sunny

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"I was thinking maybe Lil..." she trailed off as the sweetpea blossoms they held dissipated in a shimmer, and the magic took hold,in a slip and twist of realities.

Emma found herself in London, deck of cards fanned out in front of her, and the London Eye looming ahead.

Re: for Sunny

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Sunny found herself in an unfamiliar apartment. That was bad.

But it felt like her own magic. That was good.

But she still wasn't sure what this meant. That was bad.

And Em was gone. That was worse.

Then she heard a familiar chirp from the window and the flapping of tiny wings as a fat little budgie came to perch on her shoulder.

"Hello, Phillip," she said, hearing herself choke as she did. Her heart was bruised, but wherever this was, it was definitely home.

Now to figure out the rest.