voice; a sad announcement

[lasergrenades]

[There is silence when the broadcast starts, interrupted only by several shaky breaths like whomever is there is trying not to cry. In making this announcement, Pepper is conceding to the reality of loss that has confronted her for four days. Her voice is small and full of sorrow when she finally manages to speak.]

Bakura's-- gone.

[They both knew they were living on borrowed time, that inevitably one of them would be bereft of the other. That doesn't make the grief any less painful. He's dead in his home world, and he may not come back as her Bakura if he ever returns.]

If-- if anyone sees him-- tell him to come home.

[OOC note: Fear not! Bakura is on Dreaming walkabout and will be back. Pepper of course does not know this.]

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[Voice] ; Private

[purered]

I will certainly keep an eye out.

[He knows it's a cold comfort if Bakura probably isn't around to even find, but he means it if there's so much as a possibility that someone you l- cared about was still in Aifaran]

If you would like, we can search together? Two pairs of eyes are better than one.

[It's a poor excuse but sometimes the best thing for it was not to be alone with one's darker thoughts]

[Voice] ; Private

[lasergrenades]

Thanks, Klaus.

[No small part of her wants to tear apart the city in a search, even if logic and her ka tell her that it would be fruitless. She's never really let logic get in the way of accomplishing things, however.]

I'll let you know. Not really up for much right now.

[Every time she thinks about going outside, she's faced with people who have no idea how the world has just upended for her.]

[Voice] ; Private

[purered]

I understand.

[He really does. Leo vanished shortly before and he's having some too-late realizations that he hadn't had since Anton had been sent back]

If you would like an open ear just to commiserate, the door is open to you.

[Voice] ; Private

[lasergrenades]

[This is the blessing and the curse of being a Dreamfolk: people come and go seemingly at random, and all they can do is live their lives.]

That could be nice. [She hasn't spent time at the cafe yet.] I might take you up on that, yeah.

[In a marginally amused tone:] Is the pseudo hot chocolate better here than Keeliai?