the other way of escaping adulthood (o)

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    Mysterysong had locked her cabin up, just in case anyone thought it was for the taking. She was wearing a modified white cloak, with gaps for her wings and a silky hood. There was a bag, as well, red and sturdy. She had left a note outside her cabin, pasted to the wall.
    That's all for now, folks.
    Highly likely I'll come back heavily injured or really depressed. I'm really clumsy, but that's not the half of it. Bipolar, too. I think I'm on the moodswing one right now, so sorry for the nature of this note. Save my cabin for me. I'm going to go look around all the clans, from Gravity Falls to the Exiles. Don't know how long that's going to take, but if I'm still alive I promise I'll come back. I promise! I'll contact you when I get somewhere with technology.
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    Well, Boy was probably the worst person possible who could find the note first, considering he could only read a few things, mostly the 'I's' but a whole load of that brought him about zero understanding of what the message was saying. He stared at it for a little bit longer, then tried to open the door, just in case it was that kind of note, but it was locked. Maybe the owner of the cabin had left, and it was a notice. He wouldn't know until someone else came along and read it, or commented on it, but he didn't want to stand around doing nothing while he waited for some clarity to pop up.
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    Winter lived in trees, for the most part, so he wasn't planning on taking the cabin he saw. In fact, he wouldn't have given the place a second glance were it not for B standing there, trying to push the door open. Had something happened? Perhaps his nearly-nonexistent sense of curiosity had been tugged at, with that sight in his mind, because he changed courses with a slightly tilted head. While Winter wasn't the best reader here either (he was an assassin, the most he read was written orders), he could get the gist of it from that much. "Someone left?" He wasn't used to asking questions, and the indecisive, hesitant lift in his voice had Winter's nose wrinkling for a second. "Guess they wanted an adventure."


    Good for them, then. Hopefully they wouldn't die.