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sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ BLUE ([personal profile] firstroar) wrote2013-02-09 02:07 am
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V. IC CONTACT (RETIRED)



• Text [ENABLED]
• Voice [ENABLED; automated voice message]
• Video [DISABLED]
• Telepathy [TWO-MILE RANGE REQUIRED]
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mgann: <lj site="tumblr.com" user="eliestarr"> (Gather)

BOY DO NOT MAKE HER ATTEMPT TO PRY

[personal profile] mgann 2013-03-05 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

M'gann pauses as well, debating what to "say." Instead, she opts for a stronger, better method.]

Show me. [Show me: images, feelings, thoughts, whatever you're willing. Make me understand.]
firstroar: (ᴡᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs)

GET YOUR WADERS ON IT'S A WEEPY MESS IN HERE

[personal profile] firstroar 2013-03-05 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
M'gann... [it's a pained, grieving thought. it's too far, without direct contact. it's a strain. his head and his heart are lead weights.] He wants to destroy everyone I care for. He's already...
mgann: <lj site="tumblr.com" user="eliestarr"> (Together)

SHE CAN GET HER GILLS ON IT'S COOL

[personal profile] mgann 2013-03-05 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Blue. [His name comes with a force behind it. It's firm, yet gentle, offering support, something to lean on. A sense of reassurance is there as well. It's been far too long since she's been able to connect with someone on this level without her being the sole catalyst. She won't let him deal with this alone.]
firstroar: (ʜᴜsʜᴇᴅ)

HELP ME M'GANN KENOBI UR MY ONLY HOPE FOR HUGS

[personal profile] firstroar 2013-03-05 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[oh, M'gann.

there's a flicker gratitude there, but not the strength to shape it into words. he's drained himself, trying to piece together everything he knows is real in accordance to what Keith's said. it's hard. living in anime space operas is hard and nobody understands.]
mgann: <user name=parn> (Tense)

TITS INCOMING

[personal profile] mgann 2013-03-05 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
I'll be over.

[The connection lessens, but it's still present, something to give him a little comfort until she arrives.]
firstroar: (ʜᴜsʜᴇᴅ)

OOH MISS MGANN OOH

[personal profile] firstroar 2013-03-05 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
[he makes no sign of response or even of having heard it. so, when arriving, she has the physical ex-Soldier sitting on the floor, against the wall next to the bed, his head bowed and arm up to support the weight, propped against his knee.

that close up, the thoughts and feelings are very clear. that private conversation with Keith, the recollection of their confrontation – heat and pain and a last farewell to his goddess waiting for him on the Shangri-La.

remembering his death as the memory given to him – a thing not yet come to pass. it was horrible.]
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