Hide and Go Seek

[remem_b_er]

*Beyond is curled up in a light fixture on the wall, watching people go by, generally just enjoying being goo. It's very relaxing. It's also comparatively entertaining, watching the inhabitants of the mansion walk by underneath him.*

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[chilichoc]

*Mel isn't walking so much as aiming herself at the next room along and putting one foot in front of the other by sheer force of will. Seven days and counting since she last saw Mail. Even if she knew B was around, she probably wouldn't notice him. She's consulting her list of rooms she's checked and muttering to herself.*

Fucking snow room, where are you?

[remem_b_er]

Mel.

*Drifting down out of the light, and down to rest on her shoulder, an invisible pressure.*

What's wrong, Mel?

[chilichoc]

Oh. B.

*She feels tears, never far these days, prickling in her eyes.*

I lost Mail.

[remem_b_er]

There's a case of heartbreak going around, it seems.

You have to lie down, Mel.

[chilichoc]

I know, Misa too.

I can't, B. He can't leave without me. *Insisting, though she's beginning to doubt that's true.* He's lost and probably hurt, and. What am I gonna do? I have to keep looking.

[remem_b_er]

What do people say about being lost in the woods, Mel?

[chilichoc]

I don't know... *A whisper.*

[remem_b_er]

Hug a tree.

*Materializing in front of her.*

[chilichoc]

Are you a tree?

*She looks at him, and she's on the very edge of crumpling entirely.*

You're a ghost, and I am too. Been dead lots this week. Five, six times. Gotta look in all the rooms.

[remem_b_er]

Oh, Mel, my dear. Come here.

*Reaching out to her.*

I'm taking you home with me. He'd want you to sleep, you know that.

[chilichoc]

I know, I-

*Just cracking, all over, her voice, her control; she goes into his arms and slumps against him.*

I can't, I can't do this. He's- my anchor, and- I can't stand it, B. I died on purpose. Twice.

*Sobbing and messy, now, her face white and red in splotches as it goes when she really cries.*

[remem_b_er]

*He scoops her up like a child, and starts walking her toward the nearest room, letting her cry.*

[chilichoc]

*Now that she's started, she can't seem to stop. She hangs on and buries her face against his neck.*

Can you make me sleep? Without dreaming? Can you find him?

[remem_b_er]

I can't tell. I'll help you search once you've rested, Mel. Otherwise you really will become a ghost, permanently.

[chilichoc]

Misa! Help Misa too. She's not- I think it's worse for her.

[remem_b_er]

I've been trying. I'll try for both of you.