Morgan “chaotic awful” Morganson (
intendance) wrote2013-05-18 11:19 am
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IC ➛ Voicemail

[The voice that comes on is very bright and cheerful.]
I suppose you can leave me a message here! So feel freeeee!
[morgan that is not how you do this, morgan--
Click!][ Action: Apt. 14.3 | Voice | Video ]
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... We were dead but...we were still there. I was awake. We were all awake.
[...she shakes her head, huddling a bit closer in on herself.]
Even though we were dead, we felt everything.
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The second thing he wants to do is kill everyone even remotely associated with the Yao Corporation, but well... that's a work in progress.
For now though, he just sighs. He sighs and he keeps her close, resting his chin on top of her head.]
... I know. I heard.
[Aria had told him.... but well, it doesn't make it any less awful.]
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That's it. We're back now, so...it's up to me to remember how to be happy!
...Because I'm not ever going to let them win.
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... Jeeze, and I thought I was in a rush to get things done....
You might need a nap first, pipsqueak. Maybe you'll feel better after you get some rest.
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She's quiet for a moment at that, and then she takes a deep breath. She'll wake up. She'll wake up. It won't be the same as down there in that maze.
Not the same at all.
...]
Okay... that's a good idea. Sleep is healthy and good for you!
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[ . . . but he did notice that deep breath. So he's just going to go ahead and run his fingers through her hair just once as he promises-]
I'll make sure nothing happens to you, okay? Promise. I'll be right here.
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But then she mumbles:]
Don't stay too long...you'll get sick.
[She knows Haven's rules too well to know that he'll stay right there the whole night. But for now...this is probably enough.]
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[So he's just going to sigh and run his fingers through his hair again at that, resting his head on top of hers. True, he'll probably have to go back soon but... for now, he can try to lull her to sleep.]
Sweet dreams, pipsqueak.
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So instead she just yawns quietly before drifting off to sleep, curled towards him as if seeking that touch--he's warm, and so is she, and it reminds her that she's alive, and she isn't surrounded by corpses.
No, she's back.
And that's....enough.]