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[memorimortum]

Mm, how to start. . . My name is Kurosawa Rei. I'm one of the, ah, many new counselors here. I've been told there are a few other counselors here with the same position. So, if you need to talk to anyone about, ah, any losses, then you're welcome to talk to them. I'll help anyone if they need it, but I don't want to impose either. . . Instead, if

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[osoruosoruosoru]

*Yes, I really am transparent, literally*

I... how do you get people not to worry?

[memorimortum]

Ah. . . Not to worry? Mm, that's a hard question to answer.

How about your name?

[osoruosoruosoru]

Suzuki Mio. Um. Yes. I'm dead. No, I'm not normally a ghost.

Um.

[memorimortum]

. . . Oh.

[boxbythebed]

What kind of losses? I can't find my favourite pair of panties. I think someone stole them.

[memorimortum]

Not those kinds of losses.

[boxbythebed]

Yeah, then what?

[memorimortum]

When you lose someone close to you.

[2nd_slinger]

[Was only paying partial attention because hey--cookies.]

Sooo... You're runnin' the lost and found now?

[memorimortum]

-Huh? No, I mean, when someone dies or something like that.

[2nd_slinger]

... oh. That makes more sense, now.

What kinda cookies are these, anyway?

[memorimortum]

[nods]

They look like sugar cookies.

[cant_touch_this]

Oh, is this sort of like a Clubs Day in a high school where we shop out and promote our services, only instead of school interest and hobby clubs its meant strictly for Counselor positions? I think that's a swell idea, and I can throw in some pie to sweeten the deal and attract some attention as well! What's your position, if you don't mind my asking?

[memorimortum]

[o-oh god, nodding slowly]

You can. . . And I'm a grief counselor.

[cant_touch_this]

[plunking down a Derby pie and Strawberry Kiwi pie]

Then I guess that makes us something of associates since we're sort of counseling the same general field of interest. I'm Chuck, the Second Life Advisor!

[memorimortum]

[uwah, food]

I don't think that's quite the same.

[tldr_words]

How, losses?

[memorimortum]

Excuse me?

[tldr_words]

In two words, my dear Easterner, I have found myself wondering what losses you would wish to talk about.

[memorimortum]

Well, I don't really want to talk about them, if others don't want to. . . But personal losses, like friends or family.