Escape [PSL]

[wicked_west]

Elphie had been asleep without Ford or the Chistery. Once she'd disappeared from him that one day, she stayed away. But today of all days, he was banging on her door. Him and the monkey. And he was hollering something about a ship and if she wasn't the witch anymore to follow him.

Elphie threw on the nearest dress... her flowered one... and grabbed all her scarves. She left the broom behind.

"What do you mean a ship?" the former witch asked as she opened the door.

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[got_his_towel]

Ford was clutching the electronic thumb almost manically, grabbing her hand and starting to run towards the lift as soon as her hand was within reach. Top floor. They had to get on the roof. He stared at the signal like it might disappear if he blinked.

"A spaceship. This thing hasn't made a peep since I got here but look. Look!" He couldn't tell if she looked. He hadn't taken his eyes off of it.