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[gristle]

[It's true to form that Beverly would make an audio post, but she definitely sounds miserable. Maybe more miserable than she has in a long time, and that's with the whole demon thing last month.]

Aaron and Eric are gone. I just came over for dinner and... 

[And they're gone.]

First Jason and now this. Why does everyone keep leaving?! 

Comments

audio; un: thegrifter

[thegrifter]

[Cole knows a thing or two about loss, and more than that about hiding it.]

Well...the big ball said it was trying, didn't it? Sorry, sister. Most of us are still around.

Re: audio; un: thegrifter

[gristle]

It doesn't matter. If it's trying then it's controlling it, and none of them would have left without saying goodbye!

Re: audio; un: thegrifter

[thegrifter]

Yeah...machines don't think like people, even when they get emotions. I'm sorry, kid. A lot of us are still around, though.

[He almost sounds like he's speaking from experience.]

[gristle]

It isn't the same. It just isn't.

[There's something in her voice, a teared thickness that she hates more than anything.]

private audio; un: littlebird

[toivory]

Would you like to come over?

[Sansa's voice is gentle when she offers the opportunity. She and Theon have moved into a dome together, and she'd love to have people over.]

I can fix some tea. We don't have to talk. But it sounds like you could use company.

[She knows what it's like. To feel so terribly, terribly abandoned.]

private audio; un: littlebird

[gristle]

I don't know what I want. Other than them back!

[toivory]

Beverly, come over. Then I'd like you to tell me all about them, if you'd wish.

[Sansa's words are soft, comforting. She remembered wanting to speak, to anyone who would listen, when she heard about her mother and brother. When she saw her father. She'd wanted to kick and scream and yell and cry and have someone recognize the pain she was in. But she hadn't dared let her facade slip. She had kept a careful mask, letting everyone think she was stupid for being so loyal and passive.

Surely, a woman like Beverly (for she was a woman, by Westerosi standards, barely younger than Sansa had been when she was first married) had crafted a similar mask. Most women like them did.

She could offer her a place where she could set that mask down, if only for a moment.]

I have a new wine I'm sure you'd enjoy.

[gristle]

In a little bit. I want to wait. Wait and see if they come back!

Private Audio | UN: MsCarol

[becauseyouhaveto]

Bev, what do you mean they're gone? The Sphere sent them back?

Private Audio

[gristle]

They're gone. There's no note or anything. The Sphere says they're not here. It has to have sent them back!

Private Audio

[becauseyouhaveto]

[Carol sighs and purses her lips in thought.] It must have...Are you okay? Do you need anything? I can be over in a flash.

Re: Private Audio

[gristle]

I'm waiting. To see if they come back.

[Video; UN: dancingmoon]

[moondancing]

Are you in a safe place, young one? [Because if not, he's on his way.]

Re: [Video; UN: dancingmoon]

[gristle]

[Sorry, when Beverly hurts, she gets angry. And she's angry right now.]

I'm always in a safe space here!

[Video; UN: dancingmoon]

[moondancing]

As much as I would like to believe that, I do worry. [He can handle it.]

Re: [Video; UN: dancingmoon]

[gristle]

You don't need to worry about me, I'm fine!

[She definitely is not at all fine. She just lost two of her dads.]

audio: un.TheStrandInstitute

[nobasisinfact]

[Richard is shit at this, but he's trying.]

You can stay with Alex and me.

[gristle]

I don't need to stay anywhere.

[nobasisinfact]

What do you need?

audio; private

[minus1twin]

Would you like to join Tommy and me for dinner tonight?

Re: audio; private

[gristle]

[Bev just sounds sad:]

I don't know.

audio; private

[minus1twin]

I understand. It doesn't have to be tonight. The offer won't ever expire.

[Bev will always have a place to go, even if she doesn't utilize it.]

video; un: aj.crowley

[sauntervaguelydownward]

I'm sorry, kid.

[ He honestly looks it, at least? ]

Life is damn unfair most of the time.

[gristle]

[A bit.]

This is so fucking unfair.

[sauntervaguelydownward]

It's a lot to pile on a kid's shoulders.

You'll weather it, eventually. Right now, I'm willing to bet you need a distraction.