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Who: Xerxes Break and Reim Lunettes
When: July 13th, after 5 PM.
Where: Siren's Port Prison, visiting center.
Summary: Reim tells Break that Sharon disappeared from the port.
Warnings: Sad fluff. Just don't post here. You can stalk though - stalking's cool.

Reim stands outside of Break's room for just a little while before knocking on the door. This is

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[break_xerxes]

Well, Reim had caught Break at a rather good time indeed, he'd just finished gloating at a certain trapped rat, which clearly had the Clown in a grand old mood. Smiling where he sat, cup of tea in hand, Emily with a cookie in his lap, turned off for now.

"I'm sure you do Mister Reim~ "

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Reim closed the door behind him with his good arm. He looks too normal to know about Sharon-sama. There's a part of Reim that knows that could just be his way of coping but... it isn't. Reim lets out a soft sigh. It's different from the other sighs that he normally gives Break.

"It's about Sharon-sama."

[break_xerxes]

Rolling his eye to the sound of the sigh, removing his feet from the table, as that's clearly what he thinks the sigh was about at first. Listening for a moment after the door was closed, there was no happy puppy paws to be heard.. Oscar was at home then?

"Mhm~? what about her exactly. Are you here to tell me her trip has been extended? "

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Reim is quiet for a moment. Break really doesn't know. He knew that was to be expected, but he didn't want to be the first to tell Break the bad news. Still, it was better than Vincent.

"She disappeared."

[break_xerxes]

The silence says it all, this was something more serious than a simple trip. The panic set in, though his face was as stoic as it could be. The horrid thing was, Vincent had teased Break previously about her being missing, though anything that rodent spoke of to do with his Mistress, was taken with a pinch of salt.

"... Disappeared? ... "

In other words, explain..

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Right, so he really didn't know at all. Reim was right.

"I went to her room one day and she wasn't there. When I tried to contact her through her NV, the network gave me an error message. Several people on the network said that she probably just went home."

[break_xerxes]

" Right, yes. Probably just went home. "

Break turned his head away from Reim, his single claret eye was low in his sightless glance. The tea cup set aside and Emily brushed from his lap and onto the table, cookie left to tumbled and break on the floor.

It took the Clown a good few long moments before he spoke or moved again. Smiling brightly with his eye closed, clasping his hands together. That happy, carefree mask came into play, Reim should know it well by now, he might seem fine? But that couldn't be more from the truth.

"So! we've got an extra room in the house now then. How about we give Oscar his own doggy den~?"

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There's a very concerned look on Reim's face. Not that Break can see that. He isn't taking this well. Maybe it was a good thing Reim told him.

"I really wish you wouldn't fake happiness like that, Xerxes."

[break_xerxes]

Oh Break could feel the expression over Reim's face, it was as if those pale eyes were burning into his cheat. Why did Reim, of all people have to tell him this? The only person other than Shelly, who had seen him at his most destroyed, seen his transformation into Break... It mad him mad.

"Please, do tell me, how exactly do you wish for me to react, hm? Shall I cry? shout or go insane?"

Oh it was so painful, so very painful indeed. Reim had done this to him once before, though he'd remembered nothing of it, Reim had vanished, died and gone back home.. so of course for his Mistress to now be missing it was unbearable.

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Reim doesn't even pause.

"I want you to be honest with me. Anything that happens in this room won't leave. You don't have to fake happiness here."

He stopped there. There's no need to turn this into a lecture. He knew that was the last thing Break needed.

[break_xerxes]

If only Shelly was here...

Sharon vanishing, so soon after her and Break had just started to get back to normal, it was almost like this port was taunting him. Reim had been his oldest friend, he was right, there was no need to fake anything with him, and normally, that wouldn't factor in, Break would fake and smile and laugh no matter the situation- but this port was taking its toll on the old clown. He felt weaker more and more each day now. His sight had been reduced down to nothing more than the odd shadow, and even that was hard to tell apart from the darkness that swam over his eyes.

Yes, Break was dangerously close to breaking down. He raised his hand, slowly, shaking as he lightly trembled. Touching just below his empty eye socket. So nostalgic . Sliding his fingers up as he pushed two fingertips into the tender, hollow space. His lips parted, quivered a little as the digits explored the haunted groove

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Reim saw those fingers dip into his empty eye socket and he finally walked forward, using his good arm to grasp his wrist lightly. He's freaking out on the inside, but he's trying to stay calm on the outside. "Xerxes, stop." His voice isn't showing his calm, though. In fact, it's clearly showing his panic.

[break_xerxes]

Perhaps it was that panic in Reim's voice that did it? The sound of his dear friend in such worry, that stopped the Clown from pulling and picking at the old wound. His hand lowered as Reim's held over his thin wrist. Nodding with the slightest hint of a smile to the corner of his lips as he sighed ever so lightly.

"... Sorry. "

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Reim shouldn't be sighing here, but he does. "Honestly..."

Reim lets go of Break's wrist and digs into his pocket for a handkerchief. The only one he can find is the one he cleans his glasses with. It doesn't matter now - he'll get a new one. He reaches up, cloth in hand, and brushes the blood away. Break hasn't done that in years. Now, Reim is really concerned. This place has probably been far too much for Break. But, Reim knows saying he'll always be here for him wouldn't work. The port takes people away. So what does he say? Nothing? No, certainly not.

When all of the blood is gone, Reim pulls the handkerchief away. He's silent for a moment. Then, he shoves the handkerchief back in his pocket absentmindedly. He isn't entirely sure what to say, so excuse his wibbling here. He wants to help.

"I... can't promise I'll always be in this world for you... as I've already left once, but... I will promise that, as long as I am here, you can depend on me."

[break_xerxes]

Break expected that sigh, he expected some kind of talking down to too. It was a little too nostalgic really, easy to slip back into past ways when its with someone you've known for the longest of times.

Allowing Reim to tend to his eye, offering a half smile the whole time. It didn't really hurt, not anymore, Break was pretty much numb now anyway's, his body was riddled with scars and damage from carrying the burden of having contracted to two Chain's, illegal and kosha.

The wibbling is adorable, really it is, Break actually felt kind of bad, always causing poor Reim so much stress and worry. "That'll do." He said, in a hushed, gentle voice. Reaching out, feeling for Reim and pulling him into a rather awkward hug.

"What would I do without you?..."

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Watching Break stand there with a half-smile on his face nagged at Reim's heart. He almost looked broken, in a way. But, when those arms pulled him into a hug, Reim knew that he at least made his point. Reim couldn't help but put his good arm around Break, after he winced lightly. Awkward hug or not, his injured shoulder didn't like it very well.

What an odd question. What would Break do without him? Certainly a question Reim posed to himself when Break was off putting his own life in danger, but never one asked of him directly. Reim frowned lightly, considering not answering the question at all.

"I'm sure you'd manage somehow."

Maybe, but would he want to? Probably not.