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[skaterbrain]

[It's been awhile since they all returned from the draft. Beat spent most of that time being anywhere but home, not contacting anyone, not doing anything, but trying to figure out where she'd come back at and wait there. But he doesn't know, doesn't even know how much longer it'll be until she comes back. And eventually he knows he has to tell people where they've been.]

...she didn't make it. Ribbons, I know you got us that stuff, but...

...

'm sorry, guys.




I'm sorry, Rhyme.

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Voice;

[hero_of_smiles]

She must've meant a lot to you.

[He rubs his arm nervously. What could he do to make this guy feel better?]

Look...I know we don't know each other but if you need to talk, I'm all ears, okay?

Voice;

[skaterbrain]

I became a Reaper to save 'er. Would go through Hell an' back and do it again if it meant she'd be okay.

[It's what family does.]

...Thanks, Hero. I ain't...real good at talkin' though.

voice; sorry for the late tag, exams and stuff

[hero_of_smiles]

[He has no idea what a reaper is or what he had to do to save this girl. Either way, he knew the other boy was in pain. At this point he's not bothering to correct Beat either on his name. It's not the time.]

I'm good at listening, that's all that's really needed.