V. IC CONTACT (RETIRED)

[firstroar]

• Text [ENABLED]
• Voice [ENABLED; automated voice message]
• Video [DISABLED]
• Telepathy [TWO-MILE RANGE REQUIRED]

Comments

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

[firstroar]

[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.]

TITS INCOMING

[mgann]

I'll be over.

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

OOH MISS MGANN OOH

[firstroar]

[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.]