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✘ Round 4 | [Audio]
[It's time for someone who rarely accesses the network to rear his head again, driven to desperation as the days have ticked by and he's failed to find even a trace of one of his closest friends. That being said when Glacius speaks there's an uncharacteristic urgency tinting his voice, worry bubbling just underneath the surface.] Kate Galloway. Has--has anyone seen or heard from her recently?
[Realizing that in his haste to get to the point he's left out some details, he dials it back a bit:] She's, ah, a human woman. Brightly-colored hair. Worked at the clinic, primarily. I... haven't seen a trace of her ever since the masquerade and...
... Please. [His voice finally wavers noticeably, resignation clashing up against his innate tendency to hope again hope. This can't be how it goes.] I need someone to tell me she's still here.
[Realizing that in his haste to get to the point he's left out some details, he dials it back a bit:] She's, ah, a human woman. Brightly-colored hair. Worked at the clinic, primarily. I... haven't seen a trace of her ever since the masquerade and...
... Please. [His voice finally wavers noticeably, resignation clashing up against his innate tendency to hope again hope. This can't be how it goes.] I need someone to tell me she's still here.

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[ This is not good news, if those she is closest to do not know where she is. Not good news at all. For her friends, and for Curufin, who counts her as a friend, though he hasn't known her long. His mood suddenly takes a nose dive. ]
Damn. I know she wanted to go home. But if she did, I am sorry for all those who will miss her. [ Especially for Glacius, who seems to care deeply for her. ]
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You said you saw her at the masquerade ball? Did she seem to have any intimation that she was going? I mean, in retrospect. Anything she said or did that even in the smallest way indicated such a thing? [ He couldn't say exactly why he wants to know this. Maybe because there would be an obscure kind of comfort in it -- for Kate herself, maybe, or even for those who are left behind -- if she had intuited that something was coming to an end, and had tried to leave even the most obscure message of farewell. But would it be a comfort to Glacius? Maybe, maybe not. ]
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[...Well, a lot of personal things about how important she was that have nothing to do with the person speaking to him here. Of course, this all begs the question of why wasn't he doing those things normally. He was taking advantage of her presence, he thinks, and that thought just makes the alien feel even worse.]
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Yes. [ Softly.]
[ Long pause. But he has heard the dejection in Glacius' voice. Curufin's own belief is that sometimes it happens that, there is that one person who makes it possible to trust, to share, to not keep things inside. There may or may not ever be another such person, but after that, it becomes easier to let others become a part of one's life. At least, that was his experience. He hopes it may be so for Glacius, whom he likes and respects and wishes well. ]
Is there anything. . . I mean, I was just wondering if there is anything that you and Kate's other friends can do to acknowledge your appreciation of her, of the time she spent here, of what she meant to you? She's not dead, so not exactly a memorial, but maybe something like that? It doesn't take away sorrow, but still, such remembrances can have meaning.
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[He pauses, then gives a weary little sigh.] But I will do this. I want to do this.
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If you would like some help, you have only to ask.
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But do you have any ideas yourself? Both as to what would please Kate, if she had a say in it, and what might comfort your own heart?