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bothfoulandfair) wrote2014-08-16 05:10 pm
bothfoulandfair) wrote2014-08-16 05:10 pm
thirteen ❅ voice
Dillon's gone.
[This is the second time she's had to make an announcement like this. Elsa hates it. She's felt directionless and confused enough without losing track of one of the only people who knows what she's going through, and she's worried about him. She still remembers what he'd been like during that flood, when he'd been so exhausted and worn he'd fallen asleep listening to her read to him in the library after resurrecting people from a mass grave back home. She knows things aren't safe for him, there.
It makes the next thing she has to say even harder.]
His door is, too.
[That hadn't happened last time, and he'd come back. He still might, but he just as easily might not.]
He would have- [Elsa takes a breath, holds it, and her room hasn't completely iced over, but the tremble of power and emotion is still there, begging to be let out.] He would have said something, if he knew, but-
I'm sorry.
[She's not even sure why she's apologizing. It just seems easier than continuing, and she clicks off the communicator shortly thereafter.]
[This is the second time she's had to make an announcement like this. Elsa hates it. She's felt directionless and confused enough without losing track of one of the only people who knows what she's going through, and she's worried about him. She still remembers what he'd been like during that flood, when he'd been so exhausted and worn he'd fallen asleep listening to her read to him in the library after resurrecting people from a mass grave back home. She knows things aren't safe for him, there.
It makes the next thing she has to say even harder.]
His door is, too.
[That hadn't happened last time, and he'd come back. He still might, but he just as easily might not.]
He would have- [Elsa takes a breath, holds it, and her room hasn't completely iced over, but the tremble of power and emotion is still there, begging to be let out.] He would have said something, if he knew, but-
I'm sorry.
[She's not even sure why she's apologizing. It just seems easier than continuing, and she clicks off the communicator shortly thereafter.]
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[She has no idea what she wants anymore even under the best of circumstances, which these definitely are not. She wants to feel safe, she wants to feel strong, she wants to stop being afraid. None of that's happened yet, and she doesn't know if she wants to give up or keep trying, accept being here forever or find a way to go home.
She's also just worried, really genuinely worried, and she hates that there's a chance she's never going to know what happened to him.]
I just hope he's safe. [Even though she knows he probably won't be.]
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[The way she says it is without any doubt. She has faith in Dillion, and she'll share that faith with Elsa.]
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[She's definitely not doubting that, or that he would have told her if he knew he needed to leave, or just wanted to. The fact that this was probably entirely against his will is what sets her so deeply on edge.]
I'm just worried about him.
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Last time, when 'e came back - was 'is door gone then?
[She doesn't remember; she's not sure she even knew.]
Either way, will you give us a call if you need owt?
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[They hadn't really gotten along well either, but Elsa knows that's likely mostly her fault.
She's still not the most sociable person.]
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She knows, really, that people can disappear any time. But her face crumples, a little bit, all the same. She liked Dillon, and she wanted - ]
He might come back. [Soft, and hopeful, but she knows it won't help that much. Not when they can never know for sure.] In the meantime... [What? What can she do to make it better? She couldn't fill Dillon's place, even if her weren't her Warden.]
...Do you want to do something fun? Distracting?
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[Which feels like her answer to everything, these days. She doesn't know if she wants her powers back, if she wants to graduate, if she wants to stay as a warden, if she wants to go home at all, ever.
At least she can force something like humor into her voice when she continues.]
I'm not supposed to let things like this bother me.
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[She'd thought at times that she'd been getting better.
Then something always blew that out of the water.]
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He did come back the last time. Perhaps the circumstances will repeat themselves again.
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He's safer here than he is back home.
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... Or was.
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Really, I am.
If it helps, I left for a while. Pretty sure everything I had was gone, or at least most of my things got wiped from my room. But I came back. Maybe this Dillon person will, too.
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Hello.]
Do you remember anything?
[Like how we didn't exactly get along, but if you're not being a jerk, she will go along with this without reminding you of all that. :v]
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[Oh! Oh. Oh, right. She can't stand him. WHOOPS.]
Right, right. Just thought I'd.. never mind. Sorry again about your friend.
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They come back, sometimes.
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He's left before, and come back. I'm just-
Worried.
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[That he's bothering to answer despite feeling like a cat in a bathtub when it comes to comforting people means he, at least, cares a tiny bit.]
Who've you got still here?
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[Some of her impatience shines through. Some, not a lot.]
And that doesn't matter. I'm not concerned for me. [Dillon's not safe where he's going back, and it's not fair that he'll be going back without warning, or by choice.]
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Where's Dillon from?
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