[it takes him a minute but he recognizes that voice - euphemia, that naive princess that called herself his friend. he remembers her clearly, her and arthur, pink and twirling, twirling like his younger sister.
he remembers, but he still takes a moment to respond on the way home.]
[he can get some idea from her tone and words- it's vexing, but so is life. living. existing. ah.]
I remember you, Euphemia. [bright and cheerful and hardworking euphemia. euphy.] I don't see why I wouldn't... I haven't been gone that long, have I? [it's only been a little while right?]
[ There's a long silence, the sound of breathing on the other end- A bit shaky, uneven, the noise of scraping as the device is edged along some unseen ground.
Not sure if she should be calling him. not sure if he'll even-- after what she confessed, even if he doesn't seem like the sort who would turn her out, they all do, don't they?
-- It hurts, though, everything hurts, and she doesn't have anyone else to turn to. ]
[this is a surprise— not the first, because there are many, but he blinks and wonders before looking at the caller id. caller id reveals someone familiar and he's no idea how long it takes to respawn— but if she's respawned, and she sounds like hell...
go. he needs—
his name. rhode is back, and he's relieved. how is she is she all right she doesn't sound all right— worried, but calm (he won't panic, he won't),] Rhode.
bad. if he had owl, he'd entertain the thought of tying a thread around her wrist, but— no snow in winter, feels like fire streets - he has raven he can find her. raven is large, raven knows what rhode looks like, he can cover more area with raven looking too.
it's cold out.
she shouldn't be out there on her own.]
I'll start looking there. [he already has his coat, his layers, on, grabbing his cloak and he's already out the door.]
[ no voice or electrical text message here--rather, just outside his bedroom door lotti is setting down a tray. a tray with tea, and something sweet. maybe a little something savory as well.
but there's also a rose, and a simple little card with the following message written on it ]
[ knocking on the door and scurrying off; hiding around the corner, peeking to make sure he gets this ]
[she scurried away pretty quick; oswald heads to the door quick enough himself, setting his raven squishable to the side and slipping to his door, opening it and looking... in front of him first, then down before he steps out, ah, he stops stepping out to lean over and pick this tray up and stare.
at the rose, the tea, the sweet thing, and the note - and he knows after he thinks for a minute, and calls,] Charlotte...
[he waits for her to make her way over to him and then he looks at her, confused a little by the look on her face— but, some people cope with things differently, he guesses.
is everything alright— goodness, this girl.]
Everything is just fine... [and then,] and I see that you've brought tea— join me?
[and he'll tell her about how he's been doing, as well as the new addition to their home.]
[well, it's that time of month again. the fourth week, and mami isn't having any of it right now. it's been a few days since it got rather intense and... she thought she could handle it.
but boy, was she wrong. she would call him but in this state, she'd rather not. so instead, a simple message. ]
[...ah? oswald's practicing how to make black tea taste good doing something or another in the kitchen, wringing a towel between his hands when he receives the text. it's strange for anyone to be texting him (now that his bonds have just been run dry), but the contents of the message itself...
it stops him and grabs his attention, puts him immediately into action.]
[ the moment she heard— felt, even, the ground shake and the warning zygós made to the network, mami immediately began calling those she knew in the water district. firs thing was to call oswald. to make sure he was safe (not that she doubted he wasn't).
she just needed to know. so about five or ten minutes after the libra's video was done, here she is. she tried her best to sound calm, but there was still the concerned tone coming through loud and clear. ]
[he says, as clear as anything else, moving as he so usually is when he's not napping. in the year he's been here, his healing has returned— so he's not as worried about wounds as he was at the beginning with just raven lurking in the ether of his soul.
[ his voice. that's all she wanted to hear. he seemed just fine, but that doesn't make anything better. he can't see it, but she's placing a hand on her chest and giving a relieved sigh. at least she doesn't have to worry as much anymore. ]
I'm fine. [ as fine as someone can be in a situation like this. luckily, she wasn't in the water district during that time but that didn't leave everyone out of danger. right? ]
I'm not hurt... just leaving the water district with most of the people I live with. [jack and lacie, basically. he doesn't know what's up with alois. oswald doesn't sound very testy though, just calm and quiet even as he questions:]
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ventures into hall.
peeeeeks at jack wherever he may be because if jack is preoccupied, oswald is always free.
........] I am. [DUCKING OUT BEFORE HE'S NOTICED—] Is there something you need?
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I thought-
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We should talk.
In person.
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he remembers, but he still takes a moment to respond on the way home.]
...yes, I'm back. I didn't think I would be...
[doesn't want to be here aaa.]
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Oswald, it's so good to hear from you. You remember me then?
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I remember you, Euphemia. [bright and cheerful and hardworking euphemia. euphy.] I don't see why I wouldn't... I haven't been gone that long, have I? [it's only been a little while right?]
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Not sure if she should be calling him. not sure if he'll even-- after what she confessed, even if he doesn't seem like the sort who would turn her out, they all do, don't they?
-- It hurts, though, everything hurts, and she doesn't have anyone else to turn to. ]
... Oswald?
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go. he needs—
his name. rhode is back, and he's relieved. how is she is she all right she doesn't sound all right— worried, but calm (he won't panic, he won't),] Rhode.
[he needs to go.]
—where are you?
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... I don't know. I can't see.
[ And that's terrifying, though it hasn't set in yet. Can't see, can't move, but it's just the cold, maybe, just the exhaustion.
She knows better. She does. ]
Outside, somewhere. But- I can't feel snow. Unless it melted...
[ Damn it. Damn it, she's trying to feel something with her usable hand, listening for something unique-- ]
... Feels like Fire streets. Maybe.
I don't... I can't tell.
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bad. if he had owl, he'd entertain the thought of tying a thread around her wrist, but— no snow in winter, feels like fire streets - he has raven he can find her. raven is large, raven knows what rhode looks like, he can cover more area with raven looking too.
it's cold out.
she shouldn't be out there on her own.]
I'll start looking there. [he already has his coat, his layers, on, grabbing his cloak and he's already out the door.]
Keep talking to me until I find you.
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but there's also a rose, and a simple little card with the following message written on it ]
[ knocking on the door and scurrying off; hiding around the corner, peeking to make sure he gets this ]
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at the rose, the tea, the sweet thing, and the note - and he knows after he thinks for a minute, and calls,] Charlotte...
[h e h.]
Come here a moment.
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[ he knew--of course he knew! just that mini freak out before popping out ]
Yes? [ just making her way over, offering that bit of a curtsey ]
Is everything alright, Master Glen?
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is everything alright— goodness, this girl.]
Everything is just fine... [and then,] and I see that you've brought tea— join me?
[and he'll tell her about how he's been doing, as well as the new addition to their home.]
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but boy, was she wrong. she would call him but in this state, she'd rather not. so instead, a simple message. ]
Help.
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practicing how to make black tea taste gooddoing something or another in the kitchen, wringing a towel between his hands when he receives the text. it's strange for anyone to be texting him (now that his bonds have just been run dry), but the contents of the message itself...it stops him and grabs his attention, puts him immediately into action.]
Where are you?
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I'm stuck at home. [ but remembering that... he hasn't necessarily been to her new housing, mami's entering her new address for reference. ]
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I'll be there soon, then. [HE KIND OF WONDERS if he'll have to find her room, but he'll do his best for her - he's already heading out the door.]
voice; not long after the water district catastrophe.
she just needed to know. so about five or ten minutes after the libra's video was done, here she is. she tried her best to sound calm, but there was still the concerned tone coming through loud and clear. ]
Oswald?
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[he says, as clear as anything else, moving as he so usually is when he's not napping. in the year he's been here, his healing has returned— so he's not as worried about wounds as he was at the beginning with just raven lurking in the ether of his soul.
still, he hears her concern loud and clear.]
Are you all right?
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I'm fine. [ as fine as someone can be in a situation like this. luckily, she wasn't in the water district during that time but that didn't leave everyone out of danger. right? ]
What about you? Are you safe?
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I'm not hurt... just leaving the water district with most of the people I live with. [jack and lacie, basically. he doesn't know what's up with alois. oswald doesn't sound very testy though, just calm and quiet even as he questions:]
How about you...?
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