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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She's reaching out as she appears on the Plane, but her fingers grasp at the air before her hand falls back to her side.}

He's gone. He doesn't...remember.

{She starts to laugh, but it's very broken, and unsettling}

Ne, is that what Amshel meant? Disgusting, filthy, lying humans. I can't---shouldn't trust them. It's why, why Amshel, everyone died! They left me, and now, he's gone too. I hate them! I--I...

{But her mood changes again, and Diva takes a few delicate steps forward before she simply drops to her knees, her hands clutching tightly at her side as she begins to tremble}

I'm sorry, I really am sorry---Why didn't you say goodbye? Ne, what about your promise? Why did you...Please, please come back, Sam! I love you, I need you, please don't be gone! Don't leave me! I don't, can't be alone, you--

{She breaks off, starting to sob absolutely miserably}

((ooc: note, Diva is extremely unstable now, and prone to violence if put in the wrong spot. I'll tell you if it's going that way, but just a slight warning~))

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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She considers it, and her mind at first jumps to Deadpool, but she shakes her head, looking down}

No one.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[gives her an awkward pat on the hand]

Well, aren't you better off this way? You can do whatever you want to do now, right? Sam can't tell you you're wrong anymore.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I...Don't want that. I want someone beside me.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Then we'll just have to find you someone. Sitting around moping won't help, right?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

But he can't just be replaced.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Maybe not. But you can find someone else to make you happy, can't you? Someone who will pay you attention since he won't anymore?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She opens her mouth to say something snappish, but turns her eyes down as she smiles just slightly, remembering her newest "acquisition" that she's suddenly grateful for}

I suppose so.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

[sees that look and grins, because she thinks it's totally from her suggestion]

See? You'll do fine, dear.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I...I just miss him, Lucy. It's...like there's a hole.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

...I know, Diva.

I...

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

You?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Hmm? Oh, it's nothing, dear! I just lost my train of thought, that's all.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Normally she would pry, but today, she doesn't care}

Lucy...I don't know what I'll do without him. You..understand that, right?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

...I do, yes. If I didn't have Harry, I...

[frowns, wringing her hands together] Oh Diva, I'm so sorry.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She sniffs as she stands shakily}

I think that I'll go home for a while.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Do you want some company?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

No...No, thank you.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Well, should you need anything, don't be afraid to ask, okay?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I won't be. Thank you, Lucy.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Of course, Diva.