Voice [007] �

[protagonized]

[He's trembling. Trembling, trembling, shaking, and while he can't be seen, he is clearly having troubles breathing steadily.

A shuddering breath and a tight frown can be heard in his voice.

He has to frown, because it's much easier to be angry than to be shattered. He's both, really, but...

Furious, before the tears.]

Why do they--

[He

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[benevolist]

... Kyouriki, you know he didn't choose this.

[ He hesitates; they've been through this together before, twice, but it doesn't get easier. Being together helps, though. There's another long pause and then his breath catches somewhat. ]

Where are you, dear boy? Please, I...

[ His voice trails off. Losing Sanae was hard. Losing Neku was just as hard. This was their family. ]

[protagonized]

[...It's Aziraphale, and as he watches their 'family' dissolve piece by piece, he's torn between clinging even tighter to what is left and fearing that...Aziraphale will disappear too.

And quietly--]

...Outside the house.

[A shaky sigh.]

I know. I know he didn't--but...He promised.

[benevolist]

[ Aziraphale doesn't respond through the SFC; he moves through the house until he's outside, until he's with his boy, his family and he moves to be beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and drawing him close. ]

He didn't want to break it, dear boy. He didn't want to leave.

[protagonized]

[He just closes his eyes, leaning in some and shaking his head slowly.]

I know. It's just...

[Mostly, he's terrified. Neku gave him hope that he would be able to...not go back to Wonderland, even when he had to inevitably leave Vatheon.

That hope is gone and he's afraid.]

...We're just going to go back soon, aren't we? All of us?

[video]

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie doesn't know the guy. She's never even seen him before. But it hurts her to see anyone feeling upset. She blinks into her own SFC, a concerned expression on her face. She wants to tell him that everything will be okay, but she doesn't know that*

...Hey.

[voice]

[protagonized]

[He blinks at the face that pops up on the screen and is silent for a long moment. He doesn't get it; he doesn't understand why a stranger would even bother--]

...What?

[video]

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie blinks at the screen, even though there's no one to look at. She pauses, aware that she's just butted in on someone's personal business*

Do you like tea? Or cake?

[voice]

[protagonized]

[At that, she gets a puzzled silence. Thankfully, he does like both--]

Er...yes?

[girlpowertouka]

Kyouriki-san...

[protagonized]

...Touka. Everyone's just...going to disappear, eventually, aren't they? You and me too.

[girlpowertouka]

[She thinks about this.]

You know? I really don't know. I guess, eventually, probably. Everyone disappears and goes to a new world eventually. No matter what kind of world you're in. But...who knows how long that could be.

[protagonized]

But if it's inevitable, is there...really a point?

[demonlordv]

H-hey, Kyouriki...

[Raenef is making a serious shocked/sad/sympathetic face here.]

[protagonized]

[There's a long pause on Alice?'s end. And then, quietly, he responds.]

I'm fine. It's...It's fine. It...happens here all the time. It shouldn't be a big deal, I guess...

[demonlordv]

[Well, someone didn't get the memo on the disappearing thing so he's a bit surprised at that.]

But I think it's a big deal! Your friend was important to you...

[protagonized]

...Yeah. He was. He promised, but...This world took him away anyway.

[...]

Nobody knows how long we'll be here.

[ACTION because baaaaw uncle loves you]

[guiltyguitar]

[ ... Klavier didn't particularly wait to talk to the boy. Nope, as soon as he saw this, he threw on his jacket, grabbed his guitar, and headed over to where they were staying.

And then came a knock to the door.

A very worried knock. ]

... Hey, Wonderland. You'd better open up.

[ACTION FOREVER bawww uncle Klaaav <3]

[protagonized]

[The knock startles him, and he blinks up at the door, before turning off the SFC with a sigh and dropping it on his bed. He walks over, opening the door, hands finding his pockets and shoulders hunched slightly.

...]

Klavier...?

[guiltyguitar]

[ Yup. He lets himself in, giving him a tired smile. ]

Ja.

[ A pause, and he finds a seat, plops down on it, then gives the other a glance. ]

I think you need to know I'm not going anywhere. Now, talk to me.

[protagonized]

[And he just offers a tight frown in return.]

You can't know that.

You could leave tomorrow, for all any of us know.

[It's so bitter, his tone.]