[Video] Latter half locked to Braves

[thankyou4myheart]

[After his recent conversation with Kagerou, Deckard went looking for Drill Boy again.  After all, there's not been anything he can do about the virus running around except avoid catching it.  Though he HAS been on-call if anyone needs him.  He made sure to tell people he was going out and to call him.  In the meantime, he's searched all over Haven.  He's searched all along the edges of the wastelands and even into them a little.  Nothing.  He came back to HQ for fuel and . . . can't help but be sure that he's found his answer.]

[It's not the one he wanted, though it's the one he knew deep in his heart was the truth.]

[The video comes on to him sitting at his desk with a monkey in his arms.  He's opened his Link and...it still takes him a second to completely gather himself and manage to speak.]

Drill Boy . . . he's . . . I-I think he's . . .

[With a sudden scowl and shake of his head, he darts a hand forward to his Link and the video cuts.  H-he can't.]

[Sorry . . . this is his first time losing someone.  And it's one of his own.  He can't help feeling that he's failed his team somehow, even though rationally he knows - he's been told - that this just happens sometimes and that there's nothing he could have done.]

[Several minutes later, there's a LOCKED video to McCrane, Power Joe, and Kagerou.  He's regathered himself . . . though McCrane especially might notice that he looks a little too close, emotionally, to places he's been before.  The look on his face is...a little on the hard side.  He has really poor coping mechanisms for darker emotions like grief and abandonment.]

Brave Police, sound in.

...please.

Comments

audio; private

[thxforthememories]

What is it?

Has something happened?

audio; private

[thankyou4myheart]

[Audio . . . audio he can do. Cowardly or not, he…really doesn't feel like having face anyone right at the moment.]

[There's silence on the other end for long enough that Kagerou might start to wonder if he's going to reply at all. But he finally does.]

Drill Boy's gone.

audio; private

[thxforthememories]

What?

You're sure?

audio; private

[thankyou4myheart]

…yes. I've looked everywhere. No trace of him. And now . . . his monkey is here. At the station. Why else would he be here and not with Drill Boy?

audio; private

[thxforthememories]

His... what?

[Hold up, wait a second.]

audio -> video; private

[thankyou4myheart]

. . . video, Kagerou.

Here, I'll turn mine on too.

[And HELLO have a view of Deckard at his desk with a monkey in his lap.]

video; private

[thxforthememories]

[He just huffs. It's not an easy habit to get into, all right? Audio is a lot more comfortable.]

... I've never seen that before.

[raceme]

Perhaps he's back, at home. That's a good thing. [Trying to be somewhat comforting here.]

[thankyou4myheart]

. . . I hope so.

[raceme]

I know is not much of a consolation, Imreallysorry.

[thankyou4myheart]

It's . . . it's all right. From what I understand, it just . . . happens . . . right?

[Because he can't help but feel somehow responsible.]

[raceme]

Yesh. I know how frustrating it is, trust me. [He remembers all the friends he's lost, boyfriend included.] Maybe you need a distraction?

[thankyou4myheart]

[Deckard hesitates, starting to say that, no, he'll be fine. But . . . really?]

I'd...I'd like that, actually. If you're not busy.

[raceme]

[Decard this will be good for you.]

I'm never busy for a friend. What would you like to do? Shooting practice? Racing? Have you ever seen Trion's Library?

[Video]

[tearsofsteel]

It'll be alright.

[Albert's trying to be diplomatic about the poor guy's loss, monkey questions aside.]

[Video]

[thankyou4myheart]

…I know. [He . . . h-he does, he really does . . . but it still hurts.]

Thank you, Double-Oh Four.



((ooc: I…don't think Albert's ever told Deckard his real name yet, hence the designation. ^,^;;;))

[Video]

[tearsofsteel]

Just work on getting better.

((OOC: Yep definitely didn't tell Deckard.]

[Video]

[thankyou4myheart]

I'm fully repaired. I'm fine. Thank you, though.

[Video]

[tearsofsteel]

Getting over loss isn't that easy.

It'll take some time.

[Video]

[thankyou4myheart]

. . . sitting and dwelling on it does no good, though.

[He's not arguing at least. He just…it's still too fresh to deal with it quite fully, not the way he knows he "should". That and he…really doesn't know HOW to at all.]

[Video]

[tearsofsteel]

No but...it's not going to go away in one sitting.

[mccrane]

Don't say it.

[McCrane already knows where this is going to go.]

We have managed...before...

[But it never makes him numb. It always hurts so sharply.]

[thankyou4myheart]

[Too late, he already has. To others. But not to McCrane – he won't. He knows McCrane's already been hurt by people leaving before.]

I know.

…I'm sorry, McCrane.

[mccrane]

Now you understand.

[He wishes that you did not have to.]

[thankyou4myheart]

...yes.

[What else is there to say?]

[Give him another moment, though, and he's . . . drawing air through his vents and shoving his everything aside.]

How about you? Feeling better? From the virus, I mean.