Nov 08, 2011 19:53
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[Wherever Maka is, she's certainly not in familiar surroundings for anyone viewing the feed. She doesn't speak for a moment as if gathering her thoughts on what happened a few days ago, then eventually begins--]
I'm okay.
...Don't look for me.
[Click!]
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[SOB]
[But wait]
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[Nothing new. But they were getting along for once...!]
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[Maka just died.]
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Ah... y-you'll be home soon, right?
[The reasoning doesn't really help the rawness in his throat or the very thin, very wan look on his face at all. Though that's probably more from not eating or sleeping much the past four days or so.]
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She wishes she was still a little girl because she wants nothing more than to hug him and hide in his coat like she used to. Used to be safe. Used to feel loved.
But he looks so tired...it was her fault that happened. She's a terrible daughter.]
...I...I'm never going back there, Papa. I can't go back there.
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[Oh, it's not just Maka. Stein, too. And he can't bring himself to pin all the blame on Kid-- it's not like he was sane.]
Are you sure you don't want me to come over there?
[He missed her. And he'd be happy to give her all the hugs, all of them.]
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[Maka, that was rude. She knows it, she regrets it.]
...I'll come visit you soon, I promise. I just need to be alone for now.
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[He sounds so awkward. Trying not to cry again. He's so relieved.]
I-I'm glad you're alright now, Maka.
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She then draws a heart shape in the fog.]
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[MY BABY GIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRL!!]
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