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[maddest]

[Like so many others will this week, Break wakes up screaming. The PCD isn't pointed at the bed, so it doesn't capture anything but sound until he scrambles off of it, past the camera and towards the window, throwing it open to get fresh air.

This all hits a little close to home.]

Why-

[He asks, hoarsely, a few minutes later,]

-does the network insist on displaying our grief? The timing is too consistent to be accidental.

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[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Hm. Where can we find a kitchen?

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

We can use mine, don't worry-

I meant to say that, I'm sorry.

[He's still scattered as hell.]

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

All right, I'm coming over.

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

Do you... know the way?

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

You showed me when I first arrived?

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

I did-?

... ah.

No, you're right...

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Right before I made myself unwelcome~

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

I'm... sorry, Break.

I guess I'm pretty scattered right now.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I can sympathize. I'll be there soon.

[Voice//Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

All right.

[A purring cat will meet Break outside the door.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Cats and kittens everywhere!

[Scooping it up as he comes in.]

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[al_truism]

[Kitty is all too happy with this turn of events. She's a nicer cat, and she goes pliant when she's picked up, eagerly pushing her head under Break's chin and sniffing his ear, soaking in the attention.]

In the kitchen!

[Al's voice is clear -- and the kitchen isn't far from the door or a complicated route.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[Break pads in, already cuddling and calming the cat.]

Afternoon.

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[al_truism]

Hi.

[Al's pleased to see it. He didn't really think Break would kick her, as he'd threatened, but it's still good to know.]

Would you feel like eating? I haven't gotten to a lunch yet today.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Oh, anything.

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[al_truism]

Grilled cheese sandwiches and hot tomato soup, if that's all right?

[The scent of tea is already in the air. Just green, nothing too fancy. He'll let Break explore as he likes.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Lovely.

Can I help?

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[al_truism]

If you like. Would you slice the cheese and grease the pan, please? Everything's on the counter.

[Though polite, he's still a little withdrawn, as if he's waiting for something to go wrong.]

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

[Break whistles, and bounces to do it, setting the cat down first.]

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[al_truism]

[Al relaxes, puttering around the kitchen. There's no hurry, as burning with curiosity as he is. It's better to let Break come to him.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

How's Negi?

[al_truism]

He's doing much better, I think. I find myself continually amazed by how well he manages to handle things.

... what about you?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I'm going to be all right, once the week is up.

[al_truism]

[Al slowly looks up at him, utterly silent. Then he takes a deep, audible breath, trying to banish the vision that keeps creeping in- Break with bloody bandages over his face and eyes.]

Yeah. It's... a bad one.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

How little do you think we can get away with sleeping?