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[skaterbrain]

The house was too quiet. He woke up after the craziness of the past two weeks wanting to reconnect with his sister, but when he'd gone looking the house was too quiet. There was the chicken still, sure, but otherwise the usual sounds were missing. Beat had never been a very observant person, but it was hard to miss silence. He searched the house room by room, went to All Passions, checked the school, then came back to the house and stared at the vacant room. There were drawings, a letter, a personal item or two and a familiar necklace.

It only meant one thing.

After he finished screaming and punching holes in walls that would inevitably fix themselves, Beat found himself sitting in the middle of a trashed living room, looking at raw knuckles and realized other people needed to know. Someone had to remember her in case he ever disappeared.

Someone had to know she existed.

[Audio]
Rhyme's gone.

...She-- She's gone.

All Passions's closed 'til...I dunno. Sometime.

Rainbow kid, it's jus' you an' me now.

... [He tightens bruised fists around a bell charm and it rings dully.]

Beat out.

Comments

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[skaterbrain]

ok so i shud feed him rocks?

how the hell he eats rocks???

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[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Small pebbles really, even dirt or sand. It's something he'll take care of himself, just let him scrounge around in the yard a bit every day.

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[skaterbrain]

aight but tha's friggin' weird.

do i gotta give him a bath?

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[whiskytraitorfirefight]

It's how birds work. The stones help grind up food.

I imagine it can't hurt if he gets really dirty. I'd use a bucket instead of a bathtub and go slow.

I'll see what books the library has.

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[skaterbrain]

thx G.

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[whiskytraitorfirefight]

No problem.

Sure you don't want me to grab anything else?

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[skaterbrain]

im gettin bandages & seein Blondie so idk. i think im ok

[Or as okay as he can be right now.]

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[whiskytraitorfirefight]

All right. I'll be by later.

And hey, if you ever want to talk, I'm here.

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[skaterbrain]

yea thx. im sory i aint much of a talker

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[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Neither am I. [Okay, bad joke, but it's her way of saying it's okay.]

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[skaterbrain]

heh gess ur rite.

phones'd be mad at me 4 mopin' 2 long so ill let u kno soon

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[whiskytraitorfirefight]

Hey, take as much time as you need. Don't hurt yourself, but you take your time with things and don't let anyone else tell you otherwise.

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[skaterbrain]

aint got nuthin but time yo
aint wut i want but swut i got

cant hurt myself
bein stuk liek me got good pts 2