IC Contact.

[quackery]

A-Ah, this is Ahiru! I'm still not really sure how to work this right, but- Leave a message and I'll try to figure out how to listen to it, and get back to you really fast! Promise.

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voice; right after Peter's post

[cowboy_newsie]

Ahiru.

voice;

[quackery]

[Twenty minutes later, calling you back! It's obvious she's been crying.]

What?

voice;

[cowboy_newsie]

Ahiru-- [A pause, and he softens his voice.] Ahiru . . . d'ya want company?

voice;

[quackery]

[It's at least two or three minutes before she answers.]

Yes.

action;

[cowboy_newsie]

I'll be right there.

[He disconnects. It's a few minutes before the motorcycle parks on the street outside Alois' mansion. He lets himself in, glancing around the hall.]

Ahiru?

action;

[quackery]

[She walks out into the hall to meet him after a few seconds; her eyes are still red, and her hair is unkempt, but even beyond that, she seems deeply troubled.]

Thanks for coming. [In a small voice.]

action;

[cowboy_newsie]

[He reaches forward, tugging her into a brief hug.]

No problem.

action;

[quackery]

[She reaches up to wrap her arms around his neck quickly before letting go, looking just about on the verge of tears again.]

I thought maybe it would be over after last night, but then Rochelle- and now Peter, and- [Swiping at her eyes with the back of her hand, now.]

I just don't understand why anybody would-

Re: action;

[cowboy_newsie]

[He runs a hand over her hair, resting on her shoulder.]

Because they's sick. They's real, real sick and that's the only way they feel good, is when they're hurtin' people.

action;

[quackery]

But it's not- fair, it isn't fair, I just talked to both of them a few days ago, and I thought I'd be able to talk to them again, and they just-

They didn't do anything.

action;

[cowboy_newsie]

I know. A lotta people-- a lotta innocent people die sometimes, and they shouldn't, but they do. It's how the world works.

action;

[quackery]

It never- nothing like this ever happened back home, there was no Newcomer Killer or Saint Valentine or companies or-

The only time one of my friends almost died, he was okay in the end, but now I'm here and it's not the same here-

action;

[cowboy_newsie]

Shh. Shh, Ahiru-- [He leads her over to the bed, running a hand soothingly over her back.]

It ain't the same. It's harder. But you gotta mourn them and move on.

action;

[quackery]

But when Miles was- gone, he came back, but I don't want to think that they're going to come back and then have them never come back, but I don't want to think that I'll never see them again...

action;

[cowboy_newsie]

[A soft sigh.]

Don't think they'll come back. It'll be harder if you do. And-- look. D'ya believe in Heaven?

action;

[quackery]

[She just nods, staring pointedly at the floor.]