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VIDEO | Backdated to the 10th
[ The video comes to life but there's no face on the other end, just a handwritten note along with a sloppy signature. Some may recognize the last name, others may not, but she honestly doesn't care. She has questions. She wants answers (despite the fact they likely don't have them all). And she desperately wants to find her friends.
The handwritten note is just precaution. She remembers the Null, even if her memory is fuzzy. Just as she doesn't sign it with her full name or tag it with her name. ]
Run down, please. We were underground and not cooking in the sun last I remember.
I could also use some help acquiring some sunscreen SPF... I don't know, whatever the fuck will keep me from turning into a tomato, and a pair of sunglasses.
DA SILVA
The handwritten note is just precaution. She remembers the Null, even if her memory is fuzzy. Just as she doesn't sign it with her full name or tag it with her name. ]
Run down, please. We were underground and not cooking in the sun last I remember.
I could also use some help acquiring some sunscreen SPF... I don't know, whatever the fuck will keep me from turning into a tomato, and a pair of sunglasses.
DA SILVA
action.
Stupid, innit? Can't get out of here without losin' everything we've found.
( And she wants to go home, still. Back to the familiar and convenient, to the kind of things she should be doing as a job. Back to her power being meaningful and her decade long friends who are more like family. But all this time in Hadriel has built so much for her - new friends, a clinic which has managed to hold itself together in a way that Kate could never quite expect, and the kind of romantic butterflies she had thought were never meant for her. Those are all things she doesn't want to lose either. )
action.
She wants to go back home if only in part to forget everything she gained and lost within her time in Hadriel, but she doesn't want to miss the chance to be with her friends, however long they have together. Going back home will return her to a lonely existence. ]
I don't want to be here but I don't want to... I don't want to be anywhere else without you guys. I don't want to go back to being friendless and alone. I don't want to not remember Mello and you and... I just.
This all... This all fucking hurts too much. [ She's feels as if she's drowning in tidal waves of emotion, remembering precious moments in a cave, and horrifying ones. Of lost friends. Of lost love. And it all just... hurts. ]
Tell me there's still booze here.
action.
Kate glances down a piece of paper with names and rough schedules before shrugging. )
C'mon. S'pose I can leave early.
( It's not like she's doing much of anything that nobody else can doright now. )
action.
I... [ She would turn her down but it's just not in her. ] L-Lead the way. I'm still... [ Adjusting? Uncertain? Lost? Sharon's not sure and the words fall silently. ]
action.
Kate says nothing though, just nods and walks a far too familiar path to the Speakeasy. )
Beer?
( Or something else? )
action.
The question gives Sharon pause and she shakes her head. You can't get drunk fast enough with beer, not without drinking so much your stomach got full. ]
Whiskey. [ She replies. She wants to go hard so she can pass out just as hard and maybe wake up to... everything having settled. ]
action.
Here. ( The glass is held out for a wordless toast. Kate hardly needs to get hammered, but she's not about to say no to the promise of booze or tell Sharon she can't. Sometimes it's the only thing that works.
Most of the time it's the only thing that works. )