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Fifth Prayer: Loss

[She'd just checked Usagi's room, and it was empty. Nothing remained of Sailor Moon save for a half-empty bucket of pudding just sitting in the fridge. With a cry of frustration, the normally reserved miko took it out and hurled it at the trash bin, chocolate oozing down the wall. This was just too much. First Ami, then that awful Apep creature taking Sabriel, and now Usagi!

Her friends would need to be told, of course. So, a few minutes later a Voice transmission pops out over the journals. Rei's voice is tight and controlled, but there's definitely an undercurrent of sadness]

I'm sorry to inform everyone that Tsukino Usagi-san has been sent home by the Malnosso.

Please think of her fondly, and wish her luck.

Should anyone wish to make a formal prayer for her, I will be available to help with that, so please contact me via the journal.

[Closing the feed, Rei picks up her journal and heads out to the little tent shrine she, Ami, and Usagi had put together months before, lighting a flame on the brazier with Eferin and preparing several prayer strips of her own for her friend and Sailor Moon. She burns them, and sends her wishes to the other girl, whereever she might be]

Be well, Usagi-chan.

(OOC: Feel free to respond via voice, or find Rei at her little hideaway)

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I don't. Why don't you try them, then?

[Zev folds up his umbrella and sets his tray of coffee drinks aside, settling across from the Sister.]

Andraste was a prophet, the wife of the Maker. A woman of great purity, wisdom, and if the Chantry is to be believed, beauty.

[Zevran takes a sip of the vanilla flavored beverage and smiles to himself, sitting back and explaining what he knows of Andraste to the best of his ability. It is paraphrased here and there, spoken simply, honestly, and sincerely.]

There once was a penguin who walked into a bar. "Hey can you get me a beer?" he asked.

"Holy cow!" said the bartender. "It's a talking penguin! What are you doing here so far from a winter island?"

The penguin sighed, "Yes, yes, I work at the construction site down the street and yours was the closest bar to it. So can I get an ice cold one or not?"

The bartender gave him one and kept talking to the bird and when the penguin went to pay his bill, the bartender said, "No no, tonight's on me, you're too amazing to pay."

"Well, thank you very much!" the penguin grinned, "I'll definitely come back here a lot!"

So over the next three months while the job was going on, the penguin kept returning to buy beers from his friend.

After awhile though a traveling circus passed through town. The ringleader was all dressed up and fancy and ordered a beer. He told the bartender all about his circus act and the things they had but the bartender said, "That's nothing. We get a talking penguin in here every night!"

"Really?" The ringleader was impressed. "What's he doing so far from a winter island?"

"He works at the construction site down the street, but it's finishing up soon."

"You think he'd be willing to take a job with me?" the Ringleader asked.

"I don't know, why don't you ask him. Here he comes now," the Bartender gestured. All the regulars greeted the penguin and he took his usual seat at the bar. "Hey Lou," he said to the bartender, "Can I get an ice cold one?" "Sure thing!" replied the bartender.

"Holy cow, you're a talking penguin!" the ringleader was astonished.

"Sure am," the penguin drank his beer.

"Please you must come work for me!"

The penguin tilted his head, "What's the job?"

The Ringleader explained all about the circus and the elephants and the tigers and lions that jump through fire, the acrobats, and traveling the world. "So do you think you'll do it?"

"Sorry," the penguin apologized, "That sounds really amazing and all, but I'm a drywall man."

[That is a very long joke for a very small (if any) payoff. Enjoy. The duck one is my favorite, but only because of my Pops/father-in-law.]

[Rei giggles. Not much, but given her mood earlier? This is an improvement]

They-they had good reason to be angry with me. A-And to say those things... [ His voice is quiet and distant as if remembering those very words. He's not sure if they were right or if they were wrong. At the time though? He felt them to be the truth and it's lingered with him for a rather long time. ] I shouldn't have done what I did. S-so maybe they were right.

Maybe. But you could not have known it would attract such a creature.

It's nothing. I'll be keeping you in my thoughts, and Usagi too. [She'd only spoken to the girl once, but it's still strange that someone who used to be there just isn't anymore.]

I know. But summoning in my world is-it's illegal. I. I shouldn't have been doing it a-at all. And I...I should have been put to death as a result of my actions. But instead they... [ let him live, which is more painful than dying would ever be. ]

That one worked better? YOSH! I'll try the duck one too then! [Flails birdie feet as he tries to make sure he has the voice down!]

So a duck walks into a bar. The astonished bartender watches as he comes right up to the bar and asks, "Have ya got any grwapes?" [Purposely mispronounced with a Daffy-Duck like voice.]

"I'm sorry," the amazed bartender said, "This is a bar, we only have alcohol, but there's a grocery store down the street."

The duck waddled out without a word and the bartender thought he just imagined it until the next day the duck waddled in again. "Got any grwapes?" he asked again.

"No, I told you yesterday, this is a bar, we don't have grapes here," the bartender told him.

The duck waddled out again, but the next morning as the bartender was just opening for the day, same thing all over again. "Got any grwapes?"

"No, and we never will! Just alcohol! Wines and spirits! Scram already!" the bartender said, getting annoyed with all of this. This kept going for about a week until the bartender got fed and warned the duck, "If you ever come back here looking for grapes I'm going to take a hammer and nails and nail your feet to bar! Knock it off and try somewhere else already!"

The next morning the duck came in again and the bartender looked pretty mad. So he was surprised when the duck asked, "Ya got any nails?"

"No, this is a bar, not a hardware store, just alcohol here," he told the duck.

"Oh good," the duck grinned evilly. "So you got any grwapes?"

That's pretty terrible Marco. Who teaches you these cheesy jokes?

[But giggling]

They chose to let you live. And serve out penance.

Thank you. We'll talk soon. I appreciate it, but I think I should get going. I've got a lot to clean up, since she left.

Pirates! The ones I make are probably worse though.

I also learned a cool pirate song from Sanji this week, yoi!

Did you really?

[She raises an eyebrow. Pirates...so strange]

Bird seed? [Uh. Which shop has bird seed. Think. Thiiink.] Ohhh, Yotsuba knows where that is, it's in a shop. Yotsuba can look!

[A shop. There has to be some somewhere.]

Aye! Would you like to hear it?

[On behalf of the other pirates, to be fair, Marco is a little weirder than most. Probably.]

Of course.

[What eldritch horrors await?!]

That would be very, very sweet of you Yotsuba-chan.

[Muppets. Muppets await you. Between this and Rainbow Connection he sang for Robin, it's been a Muppet week for the kid.]

Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul
Yoooo Ho He Hooooo
There are men whose hearts as black as coal
Yoooo Ho He Hooooo

And they sailed their ship across the ocean blue
A blood thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew
It's a darker tale as was ever told
Of a lust for treasure and a love of gold

Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides
Yoooo Ho He Hooooo
There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides
Yoooo Ho He Hooooo

And those buccaneers drowned there sins in rum
The devil himself would have to call em scum
Every man on board would have killed his mate
for a bag of beli or a piece of eight

Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
Yoooo Ho He Hooooo
There are secrets that sleep with Ol' Davey Jones
Yoooo Ho He Hooooo

When the main sails set and the course is weighed
There's no turning back from any course that's laid
And when greed and felony sail the sea,
you can bet your boots there'll be treachery

Shiver my timber, shiver my sail
Dead men tell no tales!

It would, Yotsuba would be very sweet! That makes it okay for Yotsuba to get some candy too, I'll do that.

[Candy is sweet. Yotsuba is sweet too. It makes sense.]

I'm glad I was able to meet her. I hope she comes back soon.

[It may take a while, but Grune always believes her friends will return eventually.]

Or. Or to-to suffer f-for what I did. [ He hunches slightly more gripping his hands into fists just a bit more tightly. ] Being sorry is-is a lot harder then being g-gone.

[ Because knowing you can't fix it and living with that, is so much harder than simply being gone and having no more worries left. ]

Oh, no, no- it is more than likely my fault. I more than likely misunderstood what you meant. My pardon. [He's equally as flustered and apologetic, scrunching into his seat forgetting Rei can't actually see him.]

Yes, yes it is. [His mood shifts at mention of Luce. Surprise taking place of his flustered embarrassment at his misstep as he speaks again.] The Judge has mentioned me I see, goodness. Yes, I am. We hail from the same world. I am his Pontiff.

Alright. Take care, Rei.

Alright. Thank you, Yotsuba-chan. You can come by my house any time you like

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