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christmas delivery;

[kovach]

[ a few days after christmas, peter will find a small rolled up piece of paper, tied by simple string. it isn't signed with a name, but there's the lingering scent of cigarette smoke, along with the careful scribble of a poem: ]

Electric in our sorrow
we dream of
a charge in our
ever moving Hearts
and smile
upon the brightening rays
of a New Day

AWWW

[spacedisaster]

[ That is so sweet and thoughtful. It only takes him a second to recognize the scent of Kovac's cigarettes, and then Peter's even more touched. Who knows that Takeshi was so talented when it came to writing.

He's going to keep the poem in the music box they found in their last mission, which also reminds him of his friend. ]