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[unfollowing]

chris is gone

[And it's a testament to how close they'd gotten in Hadriel that she noticed so quickly. They shittexted and realtexted regularly, to say nothing of when she crashed with him after the demon thing. They've been through so much shit here. He'd been here longer than her. Now, of her friends from home, she's the veteran here, so to speak.

So here she is, doing her first official duty as such. Or whatever.

Goddamnit, nerdbrain.]

i know he had a lot of friends here. i'm sorry

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[glacius]

I am so sorry. He was good to all of us. [He'd even managed to crack through Glacius' icy shell... but the alien knows that if he misses him, then Emily is probably even worse off.]

Communications via text feel inadequate. I know you do not desire my presence when hard times fall on you, but when you are ready... you know how to reach me.

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[unfollowing]

can i stop by your place in like an hour?

[text]

[mismanagement]

[At first Maketh doesn't know what to say. She respected Chris, had hoped the future would be kind to him. And now suddenly he's gone.]

im sorry

are you okay

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[unfollowing]

not really

i'm gonna need a drink later

voice.

[bekommen]

[Nick is too upset to take the time for texting, and it's obvious from the choked way the single word she manages to scrape out of her throat sounds.]

What?

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[unfollowing]

[Oh right. Chris was friends with this asshole. Lucky for Nick, Emily's too sad over losing Chris to be a bitch, even to Nick, so.]

he's not in my contacts list anymore. that means he's gone

[Back to the mountain. Back to hell. Back to a place where some of their friends are probably dead.]

[64th]

Fuck.

[unfollowing]

yeah

[iustitiae]

thats too bad

he seemed like a nice guy

[unfollowing]

yeah, he is

[text]

[tongueamok]

[At a complete loss for words, Carlisle opts to respond to Emily in text. This news wounds him a lot more than he'd thought it would. He's not from Chris' world, like Emily, but he did like to think of them as friends.

And as someone who rarely uses that term toward others, it pains him to hear that one such person is gone, possibly permanently. There's no telling if the Door will be fickle enough to bring him back.]

My condolences, Emily.

[unfollowing]

thanks

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[skelebro]

[That's the thing. He'd liked Chris. Genuinely liked him. Even managed to pull a bit of effort outta his reserves to make sure he was all right here and again.

Ain't surprised. He can't ever be surprised by somethin' like this. It was inevitable. People disappear. Even the people who seem like they never will. He learned that one mighty quick.]

he was a good fella.
i'm sorry.

[It's generic, and it's inadequate.

But hasn't this all but proved that it don't much matter?]

[unfollowing]

he is, yeah

thanks

[pellameno]

[ well shit. ]

I'm sorry, Emily. I'll miss him too.

Do you need company?

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[unfollowing]

i'm gonna go spend some time with glacius, and then i'll be at maketh's. can you come to the sewing shop tomorrow? just to hang out

[Ash's dress is still there, almost finished. She can't be alone with it now that both her favorite nerds are gone.]

[edibles]

shit.
fuck this place.

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[unfollowing]

i'm bringing some booze back from delight's tonight. i know, drinking doesn't actually help, but i just don't want to think about this tonight

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[unitas]

Fuck.

I'm sorry. [ people go. people go all the time. so, why does it never stop stinging when they do? ]

text

[unfollowing]

[Yep, exactly that.]

thanks

text.

[sedula]

[Well ... shit. First Mike, now Chris. And somehow, Chris being gone is almost worse than when he'd been killed, back on the mountain. Sam hadn't had time to properly process and grieve for him then, and when she'd been brought here and he was alive, she didn't need to. Now, it's all hitting her twice as hard, because she doesn't know what he's returning to - more of that horrific night on the mountain, maybe. Sam just doesn't know.]

You OK?

[It's a stupid question and she knows it. But she can't think of anything else to say.]

private text.

[unfollowing]

no

[And that's not something Emily would just admir like that, even to Sam. This place... it's made Emily start to see what parts of herself are worth changing, and which are worth keeping.]

i'm bringing drinks back from delight's bar tonight

[That's the best she can do right now.]

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[wendigoner]

[ One by one. She wonders who will be next.

Hannah shivers, unseen. ]

i can take over the coffee cart.

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[unfollowing]

[Emily has been thinking the same, actually. She just doesn't want to talk about it.]

you don't have to. my shift is really early. it should be okay to skip a few days of it

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[handofsilver]

You have my sympathies. Those are sad tidings indeed for those who knew him.

[unfollowing]

thank you