somethingwithturquoise | The Causeway; Tuesday Afternoon [10/01].

Hopefully no one needed to immediately get down the causeway that afternoon, because there was a small, violently pink spaceship accented with turquoise flames blocking a good portion of it right now. But, come on. There was no way in hell Summer was going to haul all her crap across the island to the scrapyard where it had previously been parked when MHA was right there by the causeway and it was so much closer and she could literally just move it up a little if it was a problem. It was bad enough she had so much stuff to drag down anyway, and Pancakes was already making a racket, not exactly pleased with being stuck in a carrier for the time being to make sure she stayed out of the way of all the last minute loading.

Anxiety was also a big thing right now, but Summer was trying to ignore that, and, though she felt she'd settled everything for the most part, she felt like she might be missing something. She didn't know what, and it was probably just nerves and sadness that she was also trying to ignore, but, either way, she felt she couldn't just up and leave, even if she'd been building up to this for ages, so she sent out a text to some of the more frequently texted numbers in her phone (and perhaps a few not-so-frequent) that went something along the lines of "LAST CHANCE TO BE AWESOME AND HELP ME LOAD MY CRAP! This ship is set to sail in T-minus how is it already go time? -<3, S."

Sure, she had Rey coming to help her out, both here and when she got to Coruscant, but extra hands didn't hurt, especially when it was probably the last time she'd see some of those hands for a while...

[[I HATE THAT I'M TYPING THIS RIGHT NOW BUT IT'S SUMMER'S LAST OFFICIAL ON-ISLAND POST FOR A WHILE NOW. If you think you'd have gotten a text, you totes did! Small OCD and entirely open post! ]]

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Hannibal wouldn't miss this. Though if that pink monstrosity scratched his Bentley, they would have words.

Still, he was here, bearing a parting gift (a number of good cookbooks for aspic and gelatin) and willing to help one of his more enthusiastic students.

His Bentley would be fiiiiiine, geeeeeez. This wasn't even her fist spaceship, okay?

But any thoughts along those lines were strictly narrative, as her face lit up for a moment and then dimmed just slightly as it was wont do in at moments like this that reminded her why just slipping off into the night was a million times easier.

"Dr. Lecter!" she lifted a hand in greeting after nestling a box in with the others. "Hey."

"Hello, Summer. Or should I say 'good-bye'?" Hannibal asked. He handed her the books. "A parting gift."

"Ohmygosh!" said Summer, taking the books and looking at them for a moment with beaming surprise and then holding them against her chest as that beaming look turned toward Hannibal. "Thank you! You didn't have to do that! But they might be good for inspiration if I hit any ruts."

"You can never have too many inspirations," Hannibal said, smiling. "I look forward to seeing what inventive concoctions you evolve in another world; you will have to send me some recipes. And pictures, of course."

He might keep them for his own amusement. Or he might use them to horrify other people. The jury was out.

Either way, Summer would consider it an accomplishment!

"Of course," she promised. "There's a whole galaxy of things that haven't been put into jello yet, and that needs to be appreciated for what it's worth."

"I can't wait," Hannibal said, smiling. "Do you have everything you need? I have a number of suppliers I use for kitchen equipment."

"I think I'm probably good," Summer said with a faint smile, "but I'll keep that in mind, because who even knows? I literally just added a whole big espresso machine to the operation, like, three days ago."

"Jello and coffee? The other universe won't know what hit them."

Hannibal held out his hand. "I wish you the best of luck."

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