IC contact post/voice mail - ADSTRING

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Hey, you've reached Hanna Cross, paranormal investigator extraordinaire!

Leave a message and I will totally get back to you as soon as humanly possible. Which will be soon. Ish. Awesome, thanks!

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[Honestly he isn't sure if he's being serious or not. A more 'Hanna-like' request follows though.]

Just...tell me if wasn't h-his choice to leave. That's all I need to hear. [Because he didn't leave because he wanted to. He didn't. Pitch was wrong and that's all that mattered.]

[dicey]

No way, it wasn't his choice. Nobody chooses to leave. It just happens.

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Okay...

[The nausea is still there, but it isn't so prominent any more, not like he's going to puke. Instead he sighs again and shifts, moving to sit on the bed in one corner.] I don't think I can get back to sleep.

[dicey]

[she really, really just wants nothing more than to grab a few guns and go boogeyman-hunting]

[but if she died or was hurt, she knows how much worse that would make things, especially if it happened at what was essentially his request]

[so instead, she sits down heavily next to him, hands in her lap]

I dunno what to do.

I'm sorry.

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I already tried those sleeping runes I made for Riku...they just made it worse.

[He scrubs at his face again and shakes his head, not sure what to do either.] I have no idea either...

[dicey]

[she sits there next to him for a good few minutes, staring out across the room, lost in thought]

[then she stands up, walks over to the closet, and pulls out a shotgun]

[nightmares forever at one of the absolute worst times possible for them, or the chance-- just the chance; nothing set in stone-- of her getting hurt?]

[maybe it's worth gambling for after all]

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[If he would be just, looking in on the scene? It might be hilarious, but there is nothing about it right now. A child...just fourteen holding a shotgun and ready to use it.

Even if Vriska isn't human, it still bothers him every time.] V-vriska..I wasn't being serious, when I said that.

[dicey]

Maybe, but you were right. This isn't going to stop until he's gone.

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[He swallows hard, knowing that's probably true, but...]

He'll just come back and start it all over again, and you'll be a victim too. I don't want you to go out there and look for him.

[dicey]

Hanna, I have nightmares anyway. All trolls do. I'm used to them; they don't bother me. I'm like one of the only people here who couldn't be his victim.

{she grips the gun tighter]

I won't do it if you really don't want me to, but maybe I should at least try.

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I did too, but never like this...

[He sighs and shakes his head again.] I don't want you to go out there, Vriska. Its bad enough everyone had to keep me from getting my ass kicked the other day. I just...

No more fighting for a while...for me? Please?

[dicey]

... Okay.

[she reluctantly puts the gun back in the closet, then sits down next to him, putting her head on his shoulder]

But Hanna? Say the word, and I'd fight for you any day.

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I know Vriska.

[Axel'd do the same thing for him. And...well? If it was to protect her so would he.]

[dicey]

Maybe you should lie down again.

[he'd gotten an hour of sleep before the nightmares came; if he tried again he might be able to snatch a little more]

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I don't think I want to...

[dicey]

... Okay.

[she reaches for his hand again, threading their fingers together; until he moves, she'll just sit here with him]

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I shouldn't just sit here all day...I've already wasted two days anyways.

[But he'd rather sit here some more and he's so tired, he has no idea what he would even do.]

[dicey]

You haven't wasted shit. There isn't anything you have to do.

[but he still looks exhausted, and she's pretty tired herself]

Do you want to talk?

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There is plenty I could be doing...

I could help people do important stuff, but instead I'm sitting around feeling sorry for myself and missing...[He trails off, quiet for a minute. His hands scrub at his eyes again but he really doesn't think he has any tears left in him.] Missing Axel...

[dicey]

Other people can do the important stuff. I want you to stay here.

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I feel like if I stay inside much longer I'm never going to leave again.

[dicey]

[she shrugs a little, not sure how much she's supposed to push it-- if he really insists on going out, she doesn't want to force him to stay in, even though she's pretty sure he's only wanting to do it because he thinks he's supposed to]

Do you want me to g-- uh, like, do you want to be alone again?

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[Hanna really doesn't do miserable well. Especially the kind of misery that is coupled with heartbreak. It isn't like when they had fought and not talked to each other for two weeks. Even if one of those weeks he was dead, but still. This was entirely different. He was gone, and Hanna wasn't known for doing anything gracefully other than draw runes.

This definitely wasn't an exception.]

I don't even know what I want, Vriska...it's like mood swings, except my brain cannot decide whether I am fine with sharing this, or being alone and drowning in it.

YOU DON'T MIND IF I ADD IN OTHER STUFF DO YOU I was going to make her say something like this in--

[dicey]

[OOC: her letter, but I then I completely forgot]

You can share anything with me; you know that, right? Even if it's mood swings or crying or screaming or just not doing anything. Or being weak or stupid or whatever you think you are right now.

And, you know, if you want to be alone instead? That's cool, too. I mean it. I was weird about it before because I was just embarrassed that I was following you around like an idiot when you just wanted to be by yourself. And I thought a lot about this stuff when you were in the basement, and I decided that it's pretty stupid for me to be sad or feel like a failure or whatever if being around me isn't doing anything right now. If we'd been together for years and years maybe that'd be a problem, but I've only been your moirail for like a month! It's a completely new thing for you.

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-- And I know I'm talking a lot. I just want you to know why it's okay if you want to be alone, so that you don't think I'm only saying it is to make you feel better.

No prob<3

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Well...We both need to be alone sometimes, you know? Even if he really like each other, we're not going to always be right there every single time. I don't want to suffocate you with being around too much and I'm sure neither do you. We're...I guess functional, and I like that.

And you're getting better at that whole, listening and understanding me thing. I like that too.

Because what I'm feeling right now? It's not your fault, and not something you should feel bad about, and if there is something I feel like I have to tell you? I know I will...just, none of it seems even a tiny bit important to me...so I don't feel like I need to, or want to talk about it. Does that make sense? [Because that's how he felt. He didn't feel like talking about his issues, and its the same old rap, where he should be doing something, or feeling like he should, and all he wanted to do was go curl up.]

It's just...depression is one of those things...I guess, the more you talk about it, it only feels like you're trying to justify yourself, and I don't want to feel like this, so I don't want to justify it.