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[jammingwith]

[Ed's sitting on top of a building. Yes it's cold. She doesn't seem to notice. Or care.

She scratches her back. Right in between the shoulderblades. It's itchy, and has been since the maze, but she hasn't gotten the chance to look.

And besides, she's got other things on her mind.

Sniff.

What?

No, she's not crying.



...well only a little.]




((OOC: Sirius is gone, which makes Ed sad.))

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[surpraizepitaph.livejournal.com]

Miss Edward? Are you all right?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[surpraizepitaph.livejournal.com]

[Rubs his eye.] It's quite obvious that something is wrong. Lying about it isn't going to make it better.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs, kind of noncommittally]

Someone's gone.

[surpraizepitaph.livejournal.com]

Oh dear... I'm terribly sorry for your loss. A close friend, I take it?

[fairly-og.livejournal.com]

You okay?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't say anything. Just staaaaaares at the city.]

[fairly-og.livejournal.com]

I'll take that as a no...

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs very slightly]

People are gone again.

[tickingshadows.livejournal.com]

[Hmmmm this does not look like the eccentric person's usual behavior.] ...You okay there?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Sniff.]

Yeah.

[tickingshadows.livejournal.com]

[Eyebrow raise.] That doesn't look like 'okay'.

[Thiiiink. ...Derp.] ...What happened, if you don't mind my askin'?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

...someone's gone.

[cruciverbal.livejournal.com]

[B pops up second level, staring as per usual.]

Something the matter, Edward?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Rubs nose with sleeve and shrugs.]

Will be okay.

[cruciverbal.livejournal.com]

I've no doubt of that, Edward.

[Shuffles over and sits down next to her - not too close - knees drawn up to his chest, staring out at the same bit of skyline]

But that wasn't my question.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Pause.]

People are gone again.

[vodkadrinksyou.livejournal.com]

[This isn't real cold. He doesn't mind. But this is his spot, so he walks over to her, trying to ignore the icy breath on his neck for as long as possible. He doesn't know how to deal with crying people except by making it worse. So, he just stares at her for a little while.]

You look miserable. But, I know how to fix that.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[That earns a brief glance of doubt before she goes back to staring at the skyline.]

How?

[vodkadrinksyou.livejournal.com]

[He goes back to staring at the sky, too, hands clasped together now.]

Vodka always works.

[He smiles.]

It'll keep you warm, too.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Vodka hurts.

[notthatkennedy.livejournal.com]

...Ed?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Quietly. Sniff.]

Yes.

[notthatkennedy.livejournal.com]

Something happen? [Frowns; concerned Leon is concerned! D:]

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Rubs nose with sleeve. Slight nod.]

Yes.