✘ Round 4 | [Audio]

[glacius]

[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.

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[hasitsthorns]

They're not supposed to be. It's the reality of the situation.

[ He might not want to face it but he'll be forced to likely sooner rather than later. That was one of the cruelest lessons Haven had taught her. Just because she wasn't ready didn't mean it wasn't going to happen.

Sorry Glacius, in perfect world you could have your cake and eat it too. But this is Hadriel, that was Haven, and they can't have everything. ]

I am sorry though. It doesn't get easier, but... you deal with it better, I think.

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[glacius]

One can only hope. [Normally he might give a slight, self-depreciating chuckle at that... but he's really not in the mood. He's aware that he's being a bit of a sad sack but in this situation he feels it is warranted; he'll need time to process this grief, the likes of which he has never known, before he can start scraping together his strength again.]