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[un_fated]

[The feed flickers briefly before it reveals a young woman eyeing the camera -- and then who doesn't seem to want to look at it, glaring off beyond it with a faint scowl. A fleck of what looks like blood marks her cheek.]

[This is Uruki . . . who has been here since November, and yet never posted to the main network.]

Stephanie Brown is gone.

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[video]

[theshortestbird]

[Oh god. He might be sick. She can't be gone, she's already been gone once, she can't be gone again...]

She's... how long?

[video]

[un_fated]

Maybe three days.

Friend of yours?

[video]

[theshortestbird]

Three days and you're now saying something? [He doesn't mean to be snappy, but his... god, what does he even call her?]

...Yeah. A good friend, we're from the same world.

[video]

[un_fated]

[unfazed] She went out a lot at night. Liked her privacy. So did I. Sometimes the only reason I knew she was there was because there was a new bowl in the sink.

[quiet for a minute]

Good person. I'm sorry, for what it's worth.

[video]

[theshortestbird]

Yeah... is her stuff still there?

[video]

[un_fated]

Yes.

[video]

[theshortestbird]

Do you think that I could come over and check through her things? [Traces of Batgirl need to be erased.]

[video]

[un_fated]

[Check through. Maybe it's just the wording that makes Uruki wary. "Collect," she might understand. "Have" would be fine too. But "check through?" Even though Stephanie isn't there, Uruki feels some obligation towards her things, left by default in Uruki's guardianship.]

Looking for something? [Her voice and demeanor stay casual, in very good control of the sudden new awareness that crept into her being.]

[video]

[theshortestbird]

Yeah. I am, actually. [Looks at her seriously.] Steph had some personal things, and I would like them back. To remember her, by.

[video]

[un_fated]

[Gray eyes linger sharply for long moments on his face . . . and apparently sees whatever she's looking for.]

Fine. Come. I'm at the apartment now.

[video] -> [action]

[theshortestbird]

Thanks. I'll see you in a little bit. [He nods, shutting off the feed and getting over to Steph's old apartment.]

[un_fated]

((ooc: Is this something you wanted to play out, or assume?))

[theshortestbird]

[ooc: We can assume for right now? Unless you'd like to play it out on DW.]