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Jan 25, 2011 17:35

(radio memory)

[The memory begins softly - the unfamiliar voice of a young girl, plaintive and frightened.]

Are we...not human?

[The voice that answers is, unmistakably, Kurayami's - but calm, gentle, detached, perhaps a little melancholy at most. The tone of an authority figure.]

Nobody knows what we are. For now, we call ourselves the [ ( Read more... )

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marrymarajade January 26 2011, 14:29:19 UTC
[He's trying not to listen in on all of these, but Ben is terrible at tuning out on-the-verge-of-tears. He listens in shamelessly, and speaks softly.]

You were there for her.

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I'm sorry she's so prickly ^^; paintitgray January 26 2011, 17:57:02 UTC
[That jolts her out of her stupor.]

Oh, yeah, I was the acme of comfort.

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marrymarajade January 26 2011, 20:58:37 UTC
[He doesn't seem bothered.]

You didn't go. It sounds like you were doing everything you could.

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paintitgray January 27 2011, 01:15:24 UTC
[Something about his voice reminds her of someone. She can't put her finger on who, but it's...reassuring.]

There wasn't much I could do, though, was there?

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marrymarajade January 27 2011, 01:25:01 UTC
I'm not sure what I would have done. It sounded like - [...well okay, his first thought was that it was like a birth, but when he considers again... probably not.] - a lot happening at once.

But you were there. You didn't run away when it started.

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paintitgray January 28 2011, 04:49:09 UTC
[She answers in the sad, raw tone of truth without pride.]

...I couldn't have left her alone.

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marrymarajade January 28 2011, 05:11:30 UTC
[Ben keeps much of the compassion from his voice. He really doesn't want to seem condescending; in person he's good at avoiding that, but over the comm?]

No. If you were overwhelmed, it didn't show. [...which may be a lie, albeit the kind he's not terrible at saying. That crash hadn't seemed planned.]

Whatever the reason, you stayed.

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paintitgray January 28 2011, 05:21:11 UTC
[She stares at her radio for a long time, as it gradually dawns on her. He reminds her of...no. Not Koi, and that startles her. Whoever this is, he reminds her of whoever Koi also pinged her for. They're both echoes of someone's forgotten quiet strength and gentleness.]

[Belatedly, she realizes she's been silent for several moments.]

...thank you.

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marrymarajade January 28 2011, 05:24:17 UTC
You're welcome. It's okay.

I'm called Ben.

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paintitgray January 28 2011, 05:34:11 UTC
Kurayami.

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