[Sixteenth Canon] : [Locked from Hostiles | Directed to Voca+ Family | Audio]

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[He sounds pretty upset. He'd rather not let anyone see his face right now.]

Sekka Yufu and Shouka Tori have been sent home.

I--...

[voice cracks]

... they're probably better there...

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[yurikathesecond.livejournal.com]

[ hugs him gently. ]

Yeah, they probably are ... Yufu will be happier with Jie, anyway. And Shouka can ... be with Fuuga again.

[ don't mind the wince as he mentions both Sayu and Koto. both of their disappearances were stabs to the heart, man. ]

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

[curled up on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket to the point where it's like a hood over his head. He woke up from his nap before work to find them gone, and the D-Comm's unreachable, so he's still in his PJs.]

It feels like we're losing everyone... I feel like such a damn pessimist saying this, but... I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop at this point...

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[yurikathesecond.livejournal.com]

[ rests his head on Ritsu's shoulder and sighs a little. ]

We can at least be sure that they'll be safe.

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Mn...

[shifts, looking at his own comm for the time]

... I should... get ready for work...

[really does not want to go, though]

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[yurikathesecond.livejournal.com]

You sure you wanna go to work, Rii? I'm sure Kazma and everyone else could do a good job covering for you if you just want to stay home tonight ...

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Already here, aren't I?

[the perks of having a couch in the office]

If I don't move, I'm just going to sit around all night moping...

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[yurikathesecond.livejournal.com]

[ sighs a little, then gives him a quick kiss. ]

Mkay. But if you're not feeling up to it, I'll take you home and make you feel better in other ways. [ maybe a tiny smirk here. ]

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Heh... okay. [hugs, lingering a little] You don't have to stay if you don't want to.

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[yurikathesecond.livejournal.com]

I'll stay. 'Til death do us part and all that, right?

[ never mind that they're not married. yet. the point here is that he's not leaving Ritsu to deal with the work day on his own like this, so. ]</small<

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Tch. It's a club, Sai. Not a commitment ceremony.

[if that was a hint, Rii isn't taking it.]

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[yurikathesecond.livejournal.com]

[ well, he can just not take it for a while. he's not sure if he wants to go through with it atm anyway. ]

Right, right. Anyway, offer's still open if you need the time off. I'll work tonight if you are, so.

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[battleismyforte.livejournal.com]

Sucks, how they just toss out people we care about, huh?

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Yes... and no... Tori-chan was just a child, after all. She really would be safer at home.

[quietly] I will miss them both, though...

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[battleismyforte.livejournal.com]

Hn.

I'm glad you can take comfort in that, then.

[anonymous]

[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Some, yes...

[pathetic attempt at a subject change]

I don't believe we've ever spoken before.

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[drills-andbread.livejournal.com]

[An hour after this is posted, Ted shows up at The Looking Glass.]

Ritsu?

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

[Ritsu looks barely put together. One of the nice things about having such a large office at the club is that he has a good portion of his things there (including the couch that he and Sai were napping on earlier), but that didn't make him any more willing to get prettied up like he normally does before the club opens for the night.

He's at the bar on the real world side of the club in flared jeans and a loose teeshirt, hair pulled back in a ponytail, poking at half full glass of some kind of alcohol.]

Hey, Ted-kun...

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[drills-andbread.livejournal.com]

[Alright, first things first: You need a hug. So we will be giving you one. And after a minute or two of this...]

...I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner.

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

[hugs are good]

It's fine. Don't worry about it.

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[drills-andbread.livejournal.com]

Thank you. [Ted sighs, taking out his D-Comm and starting to fiddle around with it.] I'm afraid that there is nothing that I can say to make this better. I've tried to come up with something, and in that, I failed. All I can offer you is a shoulder to cry on...

[Suddenly: ICE CREAM. Straight from the D-Comm, so it's still nice and cold.]

And some comfort food.

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Heh... thank you, Ted-kun.

[takes the ice cream]

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[drills-andbread.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[It's cookie dough flavored! The flavor of broken hearts, Y/N?

Ted, meanwhile, actually has a small tub of his own, and a spoon to go with it.] I hope you don't mind, this is actually my lunch break.

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

Mn... how is that going anyway? Working with DATS.

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[drills-andbread.livejournal.com]

It's wonderful. I'm still learning, and it does get difficult at times, but I'll do whatever I can to help. [Brb, nomming on aisu.] And what about you?

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[25tontrap.livejournal.com]

[a shrug, and a little more poking at the treat]

Can't complain, I suppose. Business is good.