Twenty-Fifth Shot // Video

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[It's late, the room is dark. Jill is sitting up in bed, staring to her left. The space next to her is empty, but few would know that to be strange. She looks uncomfortable, upset--though that expression is quick to fade to a blank stare when she finally looks back to the camera.]

...He's gone...

[And there's a long silence, before she just shuts

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[postasskicking]

[Only so many guesses for what this could be about]

[...] You alright?

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[There's only so many times she can lie in answer to that question.]

...No.

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[postasskicking]

[...] Someone with you?

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No. There was an old team member of our staying here, but she's not in...

[Action] (She's in the next room, right? why would she do video?)

[inweskersdesk]

[Rebecca stands awkwardly in the doorway. She'd never been very good at situations like this.]

He's really gone?

[She had just gotten here and was already losing people again]

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[She's leaning against the headboard, staring straight ahead when Rebecca shows up in their--her doorway. She glances over at her and gives a nod before turning to look at the empty space beside her.]

Yeah...His signal is missing, he's gone...

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[inweskersdesk]

[She wrings her hands nervously for a moment then walks over and sits down next to Jill. Not in Chris's spot, but on the other side. She fidgets silently for a minute or two then places a hand on Jill's shoulder, trying to be comforting.]

You said people come back sometimes, though, right? When they disappear. Maybe Chris will come back too. I'm sure he will. This is Chris Redfield we're talking about.

A-and until he does come back we can wait for him together. I'll be here for you whenever you need me. I know it's not the same, but still, so you know....

[She trails off lamely. She doesn't know what to say...she just wants to do something.]

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[She sighs, but gives a slow nod in response. She had said that, and heaven knows she's seen enough people come and go to know it was true.]

Sometimes, they do. It's just...always a shock when it's someone you're close to. [Especially when that someone helped you pick up the broken pieces and move forward.]

We'll wait...We have each other. I think Chris would be disappointed if we didn't hold it together.

[dreamermoa]

[I forget if they've ever talked but Moa liked Chris, so. They will be friends and bond over this sadness.]

...Chris Redfield?

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[If they haven't talked personally, Jill at least knew of her--Chris talked of those he met and Moa was practically another sister.]

...Moa. Yes, Chris--his signal is completely gone...

[dreamermoa]

[Well, on the one hand, no more Chris, but on the other, yay new friends!]

Oh.... [Unfortunately she knows what that means. She's seen it maybe hundreds of times. There's nothing they can do. Except maybe give each other hugs.]

I'm sorry.

This is so late and I am fail orz

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[New friends \o\]

...As am I. He talked about you a lot... ...I think you reminded him of his sister in some ways.