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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 still cries for a little while, but once she's calmed down, she looks up at Crane pathetically}

Ne...He's gone. Sam is...gone.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

I see. And there's nothing to be done to change that, is there?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Just shakes her head}

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[Dr Crane nods and, oddly enough, sits down beside Diva without saying anything]

[cross-legged, for the record]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She looks up at him, wiping her face again because snot =/= cute}

Ne, Dr. Crane, what should I do? Sam is...I need him.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

You've known loss before. How did you face it then?

[for the record, he's pondering if he wants to get her something to drink and lace it with a toxin, or if he just wants to play this without the toxins]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I...Amshel was there for me, then.

{HOW SWEET CRANE}

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

Amshel also left. What did you do then?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I had Sam. There's no one today.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

Endings are always lonely.

[woops, was that not comforting? And the voice wasn't exactly mild-mannered Dr Crane. Let's try again]

But this is not the end. I promise to help you through this.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Diva pauses as she considers that, but soon looks to Crane almost shyly}

...Will you really?

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

Of course. Aside from common human decency, I am your therapist. I couldn't possibly abandon you willingly now.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Crane you are using so many keywords you manipulative bastard. Not that I would expect anything else.

Diva sniffs a little after hearing that, but latches onto him. I know you hate physical attention, Crane, but Diva looooooves it}

Ne, then please don't leave me.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[you know what Crane's doing right now? He's whoring himself out for science]

Certainly. Though at some point, I'll have to get that tea...

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She draws back with a small 'ah'}

Then...Now is fine. I'm sorry.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

I'd like it if you'd come with me.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Nods}

I will.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

Then, shall we?

[he pulls her to her feet as he stands with her, not letting go]

[it's not pleasant for him, but, well. For science]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Thanks, Crane. She stands with him delicately, her actions very deliberately ladylike}

Thank you.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

I was taught that a lady deserves a gentleman and have tried to live up to that whenever possible.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{And she actually smiles a little}

Then I guess I should thank you even more.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

There's no need. This way.

[he walks towards the kitchens with her]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{And she walks beside him silently! Because she's not energetic enough today to talk to him the whole time about mundane things}

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[truly, silence is a relief. He prepares the tea in silence - water, kettle, heat, and all of that. He seems perfectly calm and content, which he mostly is]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Diva isn't :( MAKE THE DAMN TEA}