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wrecked_egg) wrote2015-09-15 06:53 am
wrecked_egg) wrote2015-09-15 06:53 amIC Voicemail:
Shiro's busy right now!
Leave her a message, maybe?
Or just come find Shiro! Bye!
Leave her a message, maybe?
Or just come find Shiro! Bye!
wrecked_egg) wrote2015-09-15 06:53 am
a little later
He said he wouldn't.
[ Sand is not even remotely okay, but that's not her problem. It's not anyone's problem. It's just his problem, and he's never missed Karen more than right this moment. Of all the people in the world that he could maybe talk about this with, that he could just... be with for a few minutes, knowing she'd understand, knowing she'd get why he was shaking, why all the coffee mugs in his room are shaking-
He's suddenly, painfully homesick.
And it's why he's glad he's using text.]
Re: a little later
thank you. for doing that
[She doesn't have any idea how hard this is for Sand, but it's a relief for her anyway, to hear that Credence--no, Aurelius, she reminds herself, that's his name--won't be locked up in Zero when she gets off her shift.]
no subject
[ He won't answer anything else. He can't. He just... needs to curl up in his bed and pull out one of his books and read for a while. He wants to dive into the Earth for a while. He wants to let himself be stone or dirt or magma, just let go of some of the self that feels fit to shake into bits. He can't, here. All there is is the green house and he doesn't want to ruin the plants. The Enclosure isn't right either, feels like he's talking to a robot, feels like he's swimming through water-slick oil.
He'll be fine.
He's always fine.]