[Well this is unusual. Tybalt looks upset. And not angry-upset. No, this is more like crying-upset. And there is indeed moisture in the corner of his eyesHas any one seen Bubbles? She was with Juliet and I the past few days, and she seems to have... disappeared
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Also, she banged her PCD when she was making all that ruckus, so it's come on just in time for the network to catch that last cry.]
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Juliet... What are you looking for?
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Octi...Octi is missing too. I thought perhaps - perhaps....
[She chokes on a sob and flings herself at him, wrapping her arms around his middle tightly and nestling her cheek against his shirt. And then, she begins crying in earnest.]
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[And he's going to cling just as tight to her, without his normal awkwardness. Because he's crying a bit too]
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She - she did. But I had hoped - I - I wanted something of hers - to - to remember her by.
[She clutches at him as she sobs harder, feeling her knees wobble.]
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I - I had not thought of them. Octi had been my first thought.
[She wipes at her eyes and turns toward what would normally be a walk-in closet, but that they had set up as Bubbles' very own room. It isn't in the same state of disarray that Juliet's room is in.]
Perhaps - perhaps she kept some here. She had done one of Spike, I know....
[But thinking of Spike only made her tear up again. Another family member gone. She clutched at Tybalt for support.]
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[It's hard, looking through what little there is in the child's room. Everything seems to stir up memories. He chokes back a sob when he finds the horse he carved for her, and holds it to his chest for a long moment before pocketing it.
He's about to give up on finding anything else of substance when he catches sight of a corner of paper, tucked under the corner of Bubbles's bed. He teases it free, and several sheets come with it, all crayon drawings of him, Juliet and Bubbles. He can't bite back the sob that escapes as he passes them to his cousin without a word. What can he say?]
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When she hears him sob, she clings to him tightly, wishing she could do more to comfort him. And then, he passes her the papers. She can see little more than a glimpse of them before tears cloud her vision, and she turns her head, lest she ruin them by sobbing all over them.]
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Yes. Preferably under glass. Or perhaps one of the people capable of magic can bespell them to stay safe from the elements.
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[Her expression darkens.]
And then we shall determine how to make the Animus pay for stealing her away from us.
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But what can we do against them?
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