[The hawk is on the cabinet again, staring fiercely at...absolutely nothing by his side. The small urn he sees is very real to him, however--and very familiar.
Tobias' mindvoice nevertheless seems...complex, not the easiest to understand. And for awhile...he is silent.]
[Though his face can no longer express emotion, the hawk's body language is entirely different. He seems to...deflate, almost. As if some important bit of life had disappeared.
It is a long time before Tobias says anything.]
< Rachel...was the person I cared for. Really did. My partner, my battle buddy...she was the best fighter our team had.>
[He draws the invisible urn in with a taloned foot protectively, as if it were an egg.]
< Grizzly. Grizzly bear was her favorite battle morph.>
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--his mind didn't want to deal with it. Not here, not now--
With a sound akin to a teakettle, Tobias hissed--and threw the communicator completely off his roost of a cabinet with his beak.]
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... Tobias?
[He can see him stare at absolutely nothing. Argh, another one.]
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I'm sorry, Tobias. I really am....
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theyre not even supposed to be here
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It is a long time before Tobias says anything.]
< Rachel...was the person I cared for. Really did. My partner, my battle buddy...she was the best fighter our team had.>
[He draws the invisible urn in with a taloned foot protectively, as if it were an egg.]
< Grizzly. Grizzly bear was her favorite battle morph.>
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What's that you've got there?
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