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[notschwann]

[He sits on the grass with a woman in her twenties. They're smiling, laughing, and maybe they're just friends, maybe her heart already belongs to someone else, but you can tell he loves her

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[blastiafreak]

[Just when Rita thinks she's going to have to grumble about seeing this lame romance, it all changes in the blink of an eye. She doesn't take too long to ponder that though, because then she spots-]

Old Man?! What the hell happened to your heart?

[notschwann]

[He turns his head to look at her, eyes as hollow as his voice when he answers simply:]

It's gone.

[blastiafreak]

[Logic says this is impossible, that Raven shouldn't be alive in this state and even if he still was, there'd be nothing she could do in time. Despite that, she clamps down on the cold feeling in the pit of her stomach and tries to come up with something.]

What happened to it?! No, don't answer that--are there any pieces still around? Maybe I can rig something up, put it back together enough to last a little while-

[notschwann]

[A small, bitter half-smile, and he shakes his head, returning his gaze to his bloodied hand. It's not only his blood on his hands.]

You know, I never asked to be put back together.

[blastiafreak]

[Rita can only assume it's all his--and damn, there's a lot of it. But the words make her glare at him.]

So what, you're saying you'd rather give up and die? Nobody chooses that stuff in the first place!