Rebel 18 [Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

[It's rather obvious, from her weak and wobbly tone, that Litchi has been crying. A lot. It took her up until now to be able to find the words for this, let alone keep her voice steady enough, but here it is...]

Anyone who knew Mr. Goroh... I... I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but... he...

[Her voice cracks, but she's trying to stubborn

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[yellowthirteen]

[The news hits on several levels. Most obviously, the news of Goroh dying is like the impact of a missile. And then Litchi's tone is like a bomb. Before he can reply, he slides down in his chair, rubbing his face with his hand. Why did it have to be Goroh of all people? Yeah, he was going to come back, just like Martel did, but...

It never got easier losing friends. Even knowing they'd come back. Even so, Thirteen fought back against a lot of the emotion flooding through his mind, trying to keep focused. Take everything one step at a time... and everything in its due course.

He finally gets around to answering the call. Honestly, for all his fighting back against this heavy burden, his voice will sound tired and somewhat strained.]

...Litchi. ...Do you want some company?

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

David... I...

[She trails off, taking a deep, shuddering breath and trying to straighten out her thoughts. It's been a few days already and, even with the knowledge that he'll be back again, the pain hasn't lessened any. And breaking the news to his other friends...

Even though she's had the same job before, it's never gotten any easier.

Shaky sigh.] ...Some company... would be really nice.

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[yellowthirteen]

...I'm on my way.

[And with that, he is. It'll take him a bit to get to her house. He's not exactly rushing. The trip over is a walk, and using it, he's trying to clear his mind. He has no idea what happened in the battle, but... as a soldier he knew that entering the battlefield meant putting your life on the line. Goroh was a man who knew that too. He doubted Goroh would have any regrets about the path he chose.

Then again, death had a strange way of changing things. He knew that first hand.

Eventually, he'll make his way over to Litchi's. He'll steel himself for what might be the hardest part of getting the news, and give a light knock on the door.]

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[not_meatbuns]

[It'll take Litchi a minute or two before she comes to the door, looking every ounce as drained as she feels. Her hair is down for once -- Lao Jiu is still recovering his energy from the battle -- and she's rather splotchy and dark circles are under her eyes, but she still forces a small smile in greeting.]

...Thank you for coming, David.

[Voice]

[startwithabang]

Miss Litchi I--
[He would say he's sorry, but what good would that do. It might just make her feel worse..]

If there's-- ...if there's anything I can do, please don't be afraid to ask. [Now he feels like complete shit because WHY wasn't he there? Damnit! If only mun didn't also play the captain of the OP Strawhaaaats!]

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

Bang...

[She hesitates for a moment. Part of her really doesn't want to bother him for anything, but she also can't deny that she doesn't particularly want to be alone right now, either. She feels guilty saying anything -- her voice even cracks again once she speaks -- but she'll still answer honestly.]

I... think I could just use some company. I-if it's not a bad time...

[Voice]

[startwithabang]

Of course it isn't. I'll be right over.

[And he's actually there within a minute buuut. He decides to wait about another minute before knocking on her door. You know. To seem casual. Because arriving at someones house in two minutes is ttly casual.]]

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[not_meatbuns]

[Must be that ninja speed again, amirite? It takes Litchi nearly another minute before she can get the door. It might be a bit of a shock for Bang; she's looking like hell, puffy-eyed, nose red, pale from sheer exhaustion, hair slightly mussed.

Sniffle, weak smile. She knows she must look terrible, but she just doesn't have the energy to deal with it right now.]

Thank you so much for coming over...

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[littlestdevil]

[As much help and as much of a distraction as Koakuma's cover fire might have been, she's still only one person and can't keep an eye on so many others simultaneously. Even so, knowing that there were casualties at all-something she was basically asked to help prevent...]

I-I'm...sorry I couldn't have been more help, Miss Litchi.

[voice]

[not_meatbuns]

[Litchi's guilt at being the on-site doctor and failing to be there for Goroh is stifling her as well. There's a small, shuddering sigh before she forces some semblance of cheer into her tone.]

There's no need to apologize. You were a wonderful help.

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[littlestdevil]

[Koa doesn't attempt to hide just how shaken she is by the whole ordeal. This was perhaps one of the biggest fights she's ever been involved in, and absolutely nothing like the duels that occurred back home.]

I-I was just doing what I could...

[voice]

[not_meatbuns]

And that's the most we could have asked for. Thank you, really.

[As terrible as Litchi feels right now, she still feels the need to reassure the girl. Goroh's death was no one's fault but Hazama's, after all... although she feels far too responsible as well.]

[Voice]

[derek_bliss]

I'm sorry Litchi.

...Lemme know if there's anything I can do, all right?

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

...Thank you, Derek. I... really do appreciate it.

[Voice]

[derek_bliss]

S'okay.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

I'm sorry to hear that miss... are you alright?

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

...I'll be alright. [After all, death is only temporary here, right? Somehow that knowledge doesn't help all that much.] Thank you for the concern.

Were... you a friend of his as well?

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[goldenglasses]

No, not a close friend, but that doesn't really matter, does it? [One of the few times he talked to him he got a sword pointed at him, but death is not something he takes easily. Even about a complete stranger.]

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

[If anybody understands that sentiment, it's Litchi. There's a soft 'hm' of agreement.] I suppose not...