wolvesxeyes | Howl 10 // Audio [Foreward-dated to 8 AM Nov 13th]

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Howl 10 // Audio [Foreward-dated to 8 AM Nov 13th]

Mikaela, I found you a dream catcher.

[It's stated rather blandly, the opposite of her usually bright words and tone. Wolf says nothing for a moment, then sucks in a breath, giving a rather hysterical sounding laugh.]

It figures I would find something like this on my birthday of all fucking d-days. I... I can't...

[The last word almost comes out as a sob, and there's muffled breathing for a second before the transmission times out, Wolf obviously in no condition to talk any more.]

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Rea, where are you?

mroom

I'm coming.

no. mfine

[yeah she knows you're fulla shit.

BANG BANG BANG.]

G-go away.

[She doesn't want you to see her like this again, dammit.]

No, lemme in.

[She'll stand here all night if she has to.]

...

[She's just sitting on her bed, kinda looking at the door. She's wondering if she can just manage to shove the dream catcher at her and close it again quick.]

[Yeah now you know that isn't going to work.]

Rea...

[Wolf says nothing, but the door clicks open a few seconds later, just... hanging open, because Rea has retreated back to her bed, sitting with her knees tucked against her chest and her face hidden.

The dream catcher's sitting on the bed in front of her, along with a picture of something.]

[She pushes the door open and immediately follows after Rea and sits right next to her and loops an arm around her.]

What happened...?

[Rea's shoulders shake a little, but she says nothing, just pointing at the picture on the bed.]

They're gone.

[It's a nice photograph, properly framed and everything. The Sarea Mikaela will remember from last time is at the center of the picture, surrounded by six men with the same colour scheme and several other young women, all smiling and posed in some way.

It's obvious that these are her brothers and their mates.]

Edited 2010-11-15 04:18 (UTC)

[Mikaela follows Sarea's point until her eyes land on the picture. She picks it up and studies it silently for a few minutes. Mikaela has a similar photograph - one of all the Autobots, herself and Sam. Sam had been perched on Bee's shoulder, and she herself had been sitting cheerfully and waving from Optimus Prime's palm.

She takes a deep, steady breath, then sets it aside and drags her friend in close.

What do you say? Is there anything to say? She's not sure anymore.]

[Now wolf gives in and turns to hug her friend back, shoulders shaking as she just gives in and cries, tired of trying to pretend she's okay.

She can't even talk, but having a friend there helps; Rea can't deal with this alone.]

[Mikaela can't really even hold it in herself - she knows how Sarea's feeling (Mostly - she didn't have a bunch of brothers but she had family and Sam and the Autobots and her father-) and Mikaela...just can't keep putting on that happy face anymore. She's tried, reallyshe's tried for everyone because she knows everyone is going through similar things and she thought she'd had her cry already but-

No. She buries her head into Sarea's shoulder and tries to muffle her own tears.]

[They both needed this, it seems. Rea's just going to cry till she can't anymore, she's so, so sick of holding it in. It's almost better that it came out this way, rather then having her truly explode later on]

[Mikaela has been on the brink of exploding, but really she's gotten good at holding it in. It feels...nice to let it go, especially with someone she trusts.

She's sob along with her friend until her tears are spent. Could possibly be a while.]

[Now Kevas is no expert on birthdays, but he's pretty certain it should be a happy event. Rea does not sound happy.]

Rea what be wrong?

found somthin

[The mere fact that she isn't talking should be a warning signal.]

[That doesn't really answer his question.]

Joo be in joor room?

yah

[Shortly after her response there's a banging on her door. Guess who?]

[There's no answer for a moment, no sounds. Then there's shuffling, what sounds like sniffling behind the door, but she doesn't open it, speaking through it-]

K-Kevas?

It be me sweetheart, open up.

[The lock clicks, and she opens the door slowly, holding onto the doorknob for support. Sarea's a mess; hair and clothes disheveled, eyeliner running a little. Wolf half looks like she's about to cry again, a frame clutched in one hand.]

T-they're gone.

[Oh Loa Sarea...

Kevas reaches out to gently stroke her cheek. Poor girl, he knows what she's going through.]

Dey ain't be gone. Not entirely.

[The touch almost does make her start crying again, but she forces it back and just drops her eyes to the ground, sniffling.]

It didn't... didn't stick t-till now... w-what that thing said... not till I f-found...

[Wolf swallows back a sob, just lifting the frame she'd been holding onto. It's a family portrait, obviously from some years back, because Sarea has no tail or scar in it. The men are obviously her brothers; they all have the same colouring.]

[He's trying to think of what to say, but he doesn't want to give her any false hope. That could be even worse than just telling her to get over it.

Instead of saying anything he slowly pulls Sarea into a hug, giving her his shoulder to cry into.]

Dey know joo loved dem Rea, just like dey know joo would be dere if jah could.

[That breaks her will; all she can do is hug him back and cry, feeling weaker then she has in years.]

S'not f-fair... w-why did I get picked, and they got l-left behind...? N-not fair...!

[Kevas gently squeezes her in his arms, just letting her know that he's there.]

Dat be a question I be askin' myself, but I ain't sure dere be real ansah to it.

[Actually he knows there isn't after talking to the heron.]

We be here now, and we gotta live fuh dem. Don't t'ink joor family would be happy if joo were dead too.

I-i know. T-taylor...

[She swallows; Reais undeniably grateful that he's here; Kevas has long since become the equivalent to Taylor, the brother she could always rely on.

Still, it's... hard to talk about him, but-]

...h-he said... as long as one of us lives, t-the pack... the pack survives, it... it i-isn't gone.

I... I want to believe that, b-but...

[Kevas runs a hand through her hair, trying to keep her calm. Just how long has she been keeping this to herself?]

No, he be right. Dey all live on wid joo. Joo be carryin' on dere spirit.

[He pulls back and looks her in the eyes.]

And joo ain't be alone eiddah. I be right here wid joo. Always will.

I-I know. I know.

[She's trying to calm down, really, and he's helping, he really, truly is, but it's taking longer to get over it.

Rea can't help but smile - a sad smile, but still a smile - at his last words, trying to laugh a little.]

I... k-kind of have a new pack, I-I guess... you an'Mikaela...

[Kevas smiles back at her, wiping the tears from her face and brushing the hair out of her eyes.]

Joo do, and it just gonna get biggah.

H-hah, somehow I doubt that.

[She's still managing to laugh a little, doing her best to blink away any remaining tears.][Now she can't help but grin, wryly.]

I'm 'to outspoken and blunt', or so Taylor always s-said.

Like dat be a bad t'ing? Nevah drove me off aftah all.

[Okay, how can she not laugh at that?]

Guess I just finally found people that could put up with me, h-heh...

[That's more like it. Once he gets her to laugh he smiles brightly back at her.]

Please, compared to most I had to deal wid back home, spendin' time wid joo be a relief. Joo couldn't evah drive me off.

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