Elizabeth (
tearmeanewone) wrote2013-09-20 12:10 am
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[It's been over a week since the mission ended, but Elizabeth has been watching over Gai like a hawk anyway. The virus had really done a number on him this time, apparently. Even though she lived with Booker, Robert, and now Rosalind in their, admittedly, much more spacious house, she'd still kept Gai resting and recuperating in her own room. Maybe it was rude, but she wasn't bothering anybody... right?]
[Friday morning, she comes back into her room to see if Gai is awake yet (it was still her house, and so she still slept in a separate room--for Booker and Robert, and honestly for Gai's sake too), and she's surprised to see the bed is empty and made. His clothes are gone too. She sighs and puts her hands on her hips. The least he could have done was tell her he was doing better and was going back to his apartment...]
[Still, she worries. Maybe Booker or Robert had said something to him and he'd packed up and left before he was ready to move again. Elizabeth gets dressed quickly and says she's going to get groceries--but she heads in the opposite direction to make certain Gai made it to his apartment alright.]
[When she gets there, she lets herself in the way she always does--by picking the lock on the door. But once it's open, she does announce that it's her and she's coming in because apparently someone couldn't be bothered to leave a note at least.]
[Gai's apartment was never the most decorated place... but Elizabeth immediately notices some things are missing. And when she goes into the bedroom it's even more apparent. She goes back to the door and checks the number, but it's definitely his apartment. Had he moved without telling her? Was everything just stuffed into the closet for some reason?]
[No... there's a chemise in one of the drawers, ripped right up the center. Elizabeth knows he wouldn't have left without taking it. Not voluntarily.]
[She sits down hard on the floor, staring at the destroyed garment in mute shock. There are tears, eventually, and she can't think any other thought besides 'Why didn't you just say yes?']
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[An hour or so later, Elizabeth feels as though she couldn't possibly cry again for at least another thirty minutes, she's so spent. So it's best to get it out now, before the message becomes garbled and emotional.]
Gai Tsutsugami... has been taken back to his world.
[And considering he had admitted to dying before arriving in Luceti, she can't even think about what that means.]
[It's been over a week since the mission ended, but Elizabeth has been watching over Gai like a hawk anyway. The virus had really done a number on him this time, apparently. Even though she lived with Booker, Robert, and now Rosalind in their, admittedly, much more spacious house, she'd still kept Gai resting and recuperating in her own room. Maybe it was rude, but she wasn't bothering anybody... right?]
[Friday morning, she comes back into her room to see if Gai is awake yet (it was still her house, and so she still slept in a separate room--for Booker and Robert, and honestly for Gai's sake too), and she's surprised to see the bed is empty and made. His clothes are gone too. She sighs and puts her hands on her hips. The least he could have done was tell her he was doing better and was going back to his apartment...]
[Still, she worries. Maybe Booker or Robert had said something to him and he'd packed up and left before he was ready to move again. Elizabeth gets dressed quickly and says she's going to get groceries--but she heads in the opposite direction to make certain Gai made it to his apartment alright.]
[When she gets there, she lets herself in the way she always does--by picking the lock on the door. But once it's open, she does announce that it's her and she's coming in because apparently someone couldn't be bothered to leave a note at least.]
[Gai's apartment was never the most decorated place... but Elizabeth immediately notices some things are missing. And when she goes into the bedroom it's even more apparent. She goes back to the door and checks the number, but it's definitely his apartment. Had he moved without telling her? Was everything just stuffed into the closet for some reason?]
[No... there's a chemise in one of the drawers, ripped right up the center. Elizabeth knows he wouldn't have left without taking it. Not voluntarily.]
[She sits down hard on the floor, staring at the destroyed garment in mute shock. There are tears, eventually, and she can't think any other thought besides 'Why didn't you just say yes?']
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[An hour or so later, Elizabeth feels as though she couldn't possibly cry again for at least another thirty minutes, she's so spent. So it's best to get it out now, before the message becomes garbled and emotional.]
Gai Tsutsugami... has been taken back to his world.
[And considering he had admitted to dying before arriving in Luceti, she can't even think about what that means.]

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Ever since the engagement Law had been riding an edge of euphoria that even the knowledge of what they'd done couldn't kill completely. Dim it considerably but...
Now his best friend (that was not his fiance) is gone. He sits and listens to the words over and over, and asks himself again why it turned out to be that so many that he cared for were dead.
Maes, Itachi, Gai... and others, though not as close. He can't tell himself it was better this way. There was nothing to go back to. Law can only numbly hope he's at rest and at peace. What else can you wish for for the dead?
Then he closes the book.
And walks to the bar to drink to him.]
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[It's a mild voice, soft and careful. It's also solitary, one of the few times lately he's spoken as a singular unit. But this is something they'll each have to handle in their own way. Him, DeWitt, Rosalind.]
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After only a few moments, there's a soft knock at Elizabeth's door.]
May I come in?
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I knew, somewhere, that this could happen. But I wanted to ignore the possibility.
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What does she say though? Was there anything that she could do?]
Elizabeth? Do you need anything?
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Thank you for the offer, Selphie. I just need some time to think.
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Well don't think too much, okay? [It might things worse is what she's getting at.] Send me a message if you need anything.
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He doesn't know this aspect of being a father figure. (He still can't think those words without cringing. He's just not sure if they should be applied at all.) Sure, in Columbia he saw Elizabeth when she had her moments of doubt or fear and he sought to comfort her then but this? This was a whole new ballgame. One that he wasn't exactly sure about the rules. He couldn't exactly promise her that everything would be okay. Not anymore at least.]
Uh...Elizabeth?
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[Elizabeth isn't sure what to expect from Booker either. Part of her expects him to be secretly glad Gai is gone, and that does hurt. She wanted them, so badly, to get along at least. Another part of her doesn't even know what she would want to have happen right now. It's all too new for her to know, and Booker certainly couldn't bring him back.]
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You alright?
[He says it as if he knows exactly how weak a question it is. Of course she isn't alright.]
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I will be.
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Very little, if anything could console that sort of sudden loss. In fact, nothing he could think of would ever make it right again. But that didn't mean he shouldn't try for some comfort]
Elizabeth, hey, uh... I know it's not much, in light of this but... Me and Jack are here if you need someone to be around, yeah?
[It sounds fairly pathetic to him, and given his experience being around these situations with Sam, with Maxine, with others, that he'd have a better solution. But it's never easy, and it never gets easier]
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Come over. You need me to meet you half-way? You're always welcome, never doubt that.
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[It wasn't hard to tell he was important to Elizabeth. And they'd been friends in that...strange...other reality thing.]
...Do you need anything?
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But, thank you for asking, Eleanor. ...I'm sorry, I've been out of touch, how are you doing?
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Who was he? If...you don't mind me asking.
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It doesn't, of course. Not when it's not being used. But he can feel the power there either way. It makes him feel sick, and for the briefest moment he entertains a wild, desperate thought of finding some sort of weapon and chopping it off, the same way he'd done to Shu...
... but he can't. That wouldn't change anything. It wouldn't undo what he's done. The power bound to his arm is proof of his actions, of all of the horrors he's committed, ostensibly in the name of the greater good.
Right now, it doesn't feel very good to him. Instead, he just feels like the most horrible person in this world or any other, and oh god, how can he possibly face Elizabeth, look her in the eye and tell her what he's been responsible for...?
He doesn't know. He doesn't know, and it frightens him. A part of him almost wants to run away rather than go back to the house, but what would that solve? Nothing, that's what. There's no other option than to face what he's done, and he knows that, as much as he hates it.
Still, it's some time before he can finally bring himself to head back to the house; once he gets to the front door, he hesitates before knocking on it, mentally preparing what he's going to say to Elizabeth when she answers.
Assuming that it is in fact Elizabeth who answers the door...]
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[When she opens the door, though, she feels weak. She feels like she's losing her mind because Gai is right there. Like he'd never left at all. Shirtless, yes, looking exhausted and haunted, but it's him.]
[Hand trembling, she reaches out for him.] Are you real...?
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laaaaaaate late late but maybe still okay?
They had been happy together.]
I'm so sorry, Elizabeth. [The words won't help. Pepper doesn't expect them to, because all the sympathy in the world can't fill the gap left behind. Nothing can.] Is there anything you need?
For Tad it is always okay~ <333
I don't know. This is the first time I've ever lost... anything.
d'aw <3
[Elizabeth is clearly in so much pain, Pepper aches for her. As much as she doesn't want to, she tries to think about to the comfort people offered her when she first came back only to discover Tony had vanished in her absence.]
I know you might want to be alone right now. It can help to have someone there, though.
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