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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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[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn watches silently at first, having no clue whatsoever how to deal with a crying woman, especially one as dear to him as Diva.

But eventually, he makes up his mind and quickly goes to her side, sitting on the floor beside her and resting a hand on her back in an attempt to comfort her, offer her some sort of assurance that he's there.]

Diva...?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She doesn't look up or move to greet him, just sniffs}

Kuhn...Sam, my Sam, he's gone.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[He remembers Diva mentioning Sam before - the one she loves? And he's... gone now? He winces in sympathy.]

... It was the twins, wasn't it?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I...guess so. Ne, they took him away from me.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[And now, he puts both arms around her and holds her as close as she'll allow.]

I'm so sorry, Diva. They had no right.

((OoC: BTW? Sorry for getting to this post so late. :x))

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She does let him hold her, but she's stiff in his arms for a moment before she buries her head into his shoulder, starting to cry again}

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[He gently strokes her hair and rubs her back as he makes a few quiet shushing noises mumbles some vague reassurances. Seeing her like this is breaking his heart, too.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{And she cries for a bit, but gets some of the crying out of the way before she murmurs,}

It's not---I don't want to be without him. Ne, I loved Sam, more than Amshel or...anyone.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

I know, Diva. I know you did. Either you've gotta hope that he'll come back sometime, find him in your reality and start everything over again, or... just move on. And none of 'em are gonna be easy. I'm not gonna pretend they would be.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Move on...? How am I supposed to do that? Sam was...so much to me. I can't just let him leave, but there's nothing I can do, and I don't know what I should do.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

If he means that much to you, my star, then maybe you should go find him. ... I mean, he is still there, right? Even if it's not... [He doesn't really want to finish that thought out loud.] Isn't that... sort of how it works?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

He doesn't remember, though. And that's worth nothing.