case 19 [video] back dated to noon

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[Hanna seems to have been up for a while, though he really doesn't look good. He's a little more pale than usual and his hair is kind of a mess. Sitting up and leaning against the arm of the couch he's been laid on, he's staring at his lap, seemingly deep in thought with the slight lace of pain here and there. His scars had been reopened, and while

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Hanna... Are you feeling alright? Now? Does it hurt?

[She hates hearing him say it all, because she knows death. How many times has it been? In her world and here.]

Hanna. I know right now you're thinking about that sort of thing but you're alive. You have to think about that part.

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Oh, hey! Usagi...

[He gives her a better smile than he just attempted.]

It's not too bad. I've felt worse before, really. And...I'm not upset, its just...not what I was expecting. None of it was. Then there's the exact details of what happened... which even I don't know...

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I see. [And in that case, she'll probably try to avoid worrying him by telling him what she knows about it, or asking him what he knows.]

Would you like a visitor? They'd let you have someone come over now that you're awake, right?

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[And Hanna probably would be upset if he knew how many people had looked over his dead body and seen what had happened. He likes to hide those kinds of things so people don't worry.]

Yeah, that'd be nice...I don't think Mireille would mind.

[action] - half an hour later

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[She has been occupying herself in the kitchen for a couple of hours. The storage she could pride herself before is no longer hers. Once more, she is working from the very basics, with the very basics, cooking porridge because one of the cows had been beneficial enough to stand still for more than two minutes. Porridge and pancakes made of corn, for now; not a rich meal, but filling.

Noticing the voice in the living room, she almost drops her spoon, carefully moving the pot off the heat before crossing the distance and stopping in the doorway. He is busy with his communication device and she simply watches him silently for a long moment, mostly to ensure that he shows no evident signs of overwhelming fatigue or pain. Then, softly. As if he had only been sleeping.]

You are awake.

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[Hanna definitely could smell her cooking in the kitchen. He hasn't tried getting up other than simply sitting up, so he thought it could wait till after. Though when she spoke, he almost jumped, not expecting her in the room, seeing as she had been so quiet.]

O-oh! Hey, um...

[And here was an interesting case. Unlike others, who he would just give a smile now that he was alive again, she was one of the few he was going to apologize to. He felt awful, leaving her alone, especially after the other night, and hopefully it hadn't ruined anything.]

Sorry, for leaving you alone...I didn't intend for it to happen, and I feel awful about it. Like, worst time ever to keel over, yanno?

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We are stripped of control, in regards to death. At least, here --

[Words escape her, momentarily. Walking over to the sofa, she unfolds the large blanket that she's kept stored at his feet; ready for use upon his return. Her thoughts are with Father - with the deadly quiet she has lived with since that day, four years ago. With the continuous wait, because his physical double has walked amongst them undauntedly while his emotional presence and his pattern of speech have been lost for good. Precise, quick movements and she leans in over Hanna, tugging the blanket around him, to keep the skin of his stomach and lower chest warm. Protected.]

I was able to believe that my patience would be rewarded.

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Um, were you alright while I was gone? Not that you wouldn't be, just because i'm not there, but you know...nothing happened to you right? You're okay?

[Despite forgetting most of the entire event, he does remember some of his last few thoughts. Riku had been there in his mind, but also Mireille. He had practically promised to be there for her the other night, and so quickly broken that promise. He felt awful about it, even if it was something he couldn't help.

Though that thought process flies out the window as she pulls the blanket around him, something dropping down into the pit of his stomach. That's right. She took care of him and could see, could probably still see... He pulls the blanket a little higher up, holding it to himself without trying to look too obvious, eyes downcast. And all he could think of to say was to apologize for the sight he must have been when he was brought to her.]

Sorry.

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You haven't been gone long. [Smile.] Unfortunately.

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Neither have you. Surely you must agree that it shall perhaps prove the time for change in this regard.

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Hanna? ...What happened?

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To be honest...I really don't know. I don't really remember any of it. Its like, it didn't happen, but I know it did...

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Yet you talked about... death. Did you...?

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Y-yeah....

I know for sure that that happened. Just not how.

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What happened to you?

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Woah, dude.

I could totally ask you the same thing! Who is this?

[He's not exactly seen Chaos before...]

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...

I'm subletting in Vincent's body. Name's Chaos.

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Is that...normal?