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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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[She may not know Rei too well, but it's hard to see a young girl go through something so defeating. Loss seems to be a chillingly common theme these past few weeks and it grounds her in her own reality, the one she tries to ignore.]

I'm sorry to hear that, Rei. [She hesitates, unsure if it's really her place to say the next bit.] If...you need someone to talk to...

... Usagi went home?

[Okay, well, people go home all the time. Some of them come back. Positive thinking. Gotta think positive.]

When will Usagi come back, tomorrow? Sailor Cicada wants to say hi.

[He didn't know Rei well at all, and in fact preferred to avoid her, but there was something in her tone that caught his attention. It was a something that had become very familiar to him over the last month.]

...Tsukino Usagi is a friend of yours?

[Not 'was,' because absence does not ruin a friendship.]

[ When he hears the message over the journals then Helios knows instantly that he can't just sit there without doing anything. He can't hide here like he would like to back home. Too many people to help and count on. Too many people that he could help when they needed it and who deserved it. So many people have helped him since his possession last week and he's trying to get through it slowly and as best he can. The one thing that's made it harder is the absence of his best friends, Ginia, Giles, Frederic. He knows how it feels to lose someone close to you. Giles was practically a brother and Ginia a sister to him. He knows all too well how much it hurts to lose someone here. And so he decides there and then to stop by Rei's but not before baking some fresh chocolate chip cookies and Luminair is coming too. Luminair has a way of cheering people up so the little dragon is more than eager to assist.

Helios will make it to the shrine a little bit after Rei's initial entry a not hot plate of cookies in hand. ] R-Rei?

[That voice message alone is enough to bring Sabriel out of the house after some preparations are made. Injured or not, Rei was a dear friend and after what had happened with Apep and Sabriel's promise to protect Usagi this comes as a complete shock.

She had first stopped by the house but it was empty...another cold reminder of the other missing resident. Pressing on, Sabriel checks the shrine next, hurrying closer when she sees the lit brazier and the silhouetted figure knelt beside it.]

Rei.

[When she hears that Usagi has gone home, Pilouette is more than a little shocked. Though it's not the first time a friend of hers has gone home, it still hurts all the same. She stares at her journal for a second before it really sinks in.]

S-So, Usagi went home...

[Though Pilouette knew Usagi, she never really got to know any of Usagi's other friends and she hates that she doesn't quite know what to say.]

[Omg a fire! YAY FIRE. The pyromaniac baby phoenix has already been fire watching earlier this week. ~~Addiction is a powerful thing.~~ But that doesn't mean he can't indulge in a little more. Oh wait, is this the girl from earlier on the journal? He saw her name on a list Marco wrote of prospective Davy Back allies, but she doesn't have the Whitebeard mark anywhere... Still, she was really sad! And that's sad. And he wants to cheer her up!]

Hello, yoi. Are you okay? [Still watching the fire a bit. Mmmm fire....]

Oh, hell's bells, this damn month.

"... You alright?"

[... Usagi. ... Usagi...

Another one has gone home... and it's Usagi.

... This... shouldn't hit him so hard... but it does. Think of what everyone said last time, Beast - she will be here in your memories, everything will be alright. But... what about her?]

... Will... w-will sh-she be... a... a-alright?

I don't know her, but I'm sorry you lost your friend.

Why would there be a prayer?

[Chee. and she only really got to try to know this one recent. Some courage]

[Viral had avoided the village proper for a week; no note, no message, not even the removal of his meager belongings from his room in House 44 signaled it. He had vanished into the wilderness, exactly as he pleased. The battle with Sabriel had left more of a mark on him than he was willing to admit. Though his body was healed because of the Spiral King's gift, his mind felt violated on a deep level.

He trusted her. She shattered that trust with a few ringing words and quick thrusts of her blade. The ionized air signaled that her person was corrupted by the wild magics, but that didn't change the facts.

Sabriel tried to kill him, and he couldn't keep his promise.

The woods were a quiet solace from that. He spent his days rebuilding his cache and his nights fishing or swimming, all the while battling against a subtle strain in his muscles and an occasional haze in his mind. It was nothing to him--he could plow through it. He always did.

It was the subtle scent of smoke that drew him to Rei's shrine, clean if worn. He hadn't yet heard the journal feed, but there was something different in the air about her. It warranted investigating-out of curiosity, and concern after their last meeting. She was strong, but even Rei had issues.

She was someone who hadn't betrayed him; it was the least he could do.]

[Zevran's had a nook here and there in the woods where he found it to be quiet. Devoid of most of the talking animals- and trees. Though the experiment is supposed to be over he shall remain forever suspicious of what they have to say about him. If he takes more care in his climbing and movement in the forest for it- no one else would know or care.

Today he's seeking out a new clearing in which to laze while he tests and makes up his mind about a series of beverages he'd ordered from the cafe. Espresso sounded Antivan enough, and the spirit in which it was presented and explained to him left him curious enough to try one. Or rather all. Two different kinds of hot chocolate are also balanced on his tray as he's been attempting to find someone, anyone, that knows of drinking chocolate. Thusfar he has been disappointed.

He's more than a little preoccupied with watching his feet and balancing the cardboard cups while keeping the umbrella about his shoulders when he stumbles upon...a shrine? With a lovely shrine maiden-

The flame clicks in his mind first and foremost. The appearance of the young woman is set aside once he takes a guess at the nature of her work here. A sister in the village? But she does not wear the robes nor has he heard of one in his time as of yet.

Her solemn expression gives him pause. It could be spiritual contemplation- but the air about her seemed very heavy for that alone.

He shouldn't speak to her.

And yet wouldn't making a sister smile pay off some of the guilt he ought to have, according to his dear Wynne?]

Could I beg a prayer for better weather of you, Suora bella?

Usagi, huh?

[It rings a bell, being hard to pronounce.] ...We wasn't close but I 'member she was one a' the first people I talked to over the journal. Think she was gettin' people t'say happy birthday to a friend a' hers. [Had it been Ami's birthday?]

Seemed like a real nice girl. [Then, after a beat, he directs a message to Usagi even if she wouldn't be there to hear it.] G'luck back home.

Edited 2012-08-18 00:36 (UTC)

I may have not known her, but my condolences, miss. Deity bless her on her journey home.

Edited 2012-08-20 06:58 (UTC)

[Another friend gone home. Usagi wasn't one of her closer friends, but she's still sorry to hear she's left. The last time they had spoken had been at her birthday party--she had been so happy then that she had made everyone around her happy, too. She's such a cheerful girl; Grune is going to miss her.

But...not as much as Rei, she doesn't think.]

Thank you for telling everyone. Is she one of your good friends, Rei?

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