Sixtieth Rebirth [Video]

[neverquitedies]

Two years.

[A small pause- Yuca looks down at the PCD, fiddling with some of the buttons.]

It's something to look back on, I suppose.

[He's quiet, almost vulnerable. Yuca bites his lower lip and looks away. He doesn't care. He's never cared. People were just here for a short time before they died, and took all of their feelings with them.

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[Video]

[verlorenscasket]

[Oh dammit.]
Yuca...
[He wasn't sure if he was wrong in assuming that someone had been sent home, but he wasn't entirely sure now was the right time to ask.]
Are you at the church?

[Video]

[neverquitedies]

...I am.

[Quiet, soft.]

[Video->offline]

[verlorenscasket]

I'll be there soon.
[Seeing you so sad was breaking his heart, Yuca. If he hadn't already been wearing his shoes, he wouldn't have even bothered pulling them on before booking it out the door. The wounds of loss were raw ones and best not treated alone. He did his best not to slam open the door of the church as he slowed to a brisk walk right up to Yuca's side. There was no pause, there were no words, he just pulled him into a hug.]

[offline]

[neverquitedies]

[He doesn't... really react to it, almost as if he hadn't registered Frau being there at all.

Finally though, he speaks- hollow and detached.]

Why are you here?

[bunny_flower]

You do not sound very cheerful, Yuca-san.

[neverquitedies]

It's not a cheerful time.

[bunny_flower]

May I help in any way?

[neverquitedies]

Not unless you can bring people back from their world.