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[there's a certain trend one might notice among CID members. you see, whenever someone from CID is upset, you can generally find them at the bar. (unless it's that mouthy plonk Annie, because she a) never gets sad and b) 's a bird and therefore goes all weepy and shit instead of being a manly man and hiding her grief in booze) AT ANY RATE, one might notice that Gene just happens to be at the bar. he's shooting back whiskies without much care, a growing pile at his right, but if you come near him he'll adamantly deny anything's wrong.

after all, Diva all ready had a breakdown over Sam. he's not about to be a bloody div and do it, too. pffft, that's just silly.

so anyway, Gene's at the bar, which is his second home anyway. approach him if you want]

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{Because she just lost her whole life, bro}

[*plays a tiny violin just for her*]

{SHOULD SHE COME BACK AND GET SHOT, y/n?}

[would you call me horrible if I said yes?]

{nope!}

{So Diva reappears after quite a while, actually, right where she dropped off the Plane. She's wearing a fancy dress and coat, but her "lipstick" is running. Diva doesn't pay any attention to Gene, just starts walking away, murmuring lightly}

Ne, I guess I'll need new ones...

[he sees her and looks up, a very nasty feeling in his gut]

And what's that, luv?

What is what?

{But she'll keep walking}

[and he'll get up and grab her shoulder to spin her around]

What did you do?

She cut herself.

Bullshit.

Ne, she did. She cut her finger on my dress~

{Diva holds up her own finger, and it seems like she's about to touch Gene, but instead she uses it to wipe the blood trailing down her chin off, and puts that finger in her mouth}

[he's gonna grab her by the front of that pretty dress, shaking her] The hell did you do, Diva?

{She doesn't flinch, just looks away, her head kind of lulling back as she giggles}

I had a snack. I hadn't eaten since Dr. Crane gave me that blood. I couldn't help it. It didn't taste that good, though.

[he doesn't know who Crane is but he's now on his shitlist]

You killed somebody.

One--ah, two. Humans can't see...they can't see what she really is.

What who is?

{She pauses, then brings her hands to her face}

They can't see me. Ne, I'm not a monster, I'm really not, Gene. If I were, then I can't...Is that why they've all left?

[shit, crazy bitch] You killed them, Diva. You killed them.

{Her hands slide away, and she tilts her head}

That isn't it, either. The ones at home, they're not alive. They're not real. They aren't...

{She looks down at his hands}

Can you let me go?

They are! [and he shakes her violently] Is this what you do when Tyler goes away?

You crazy bint!

No...No, you don't understand, that's it!

{She laughs} It's not just Sam! Everyone, everyone is gone. No goodbyes, no apologies, nothing at all! It's just like they're dead, and it's just like when my Chevalier all died. But these corpses, they were a lot more precious, you know...?

{Crazy bint's eyes well up with tears} Sam, Hei, everyone...I'm really sorry. I'm really, really sorry. If I leave too, does that mean I can die?

[HE CAN'T HANDLE WEEPY WOMEN, DIVA, STOP IT]

That doesn't mean you can kill them! You can't go offing people because you're bloody lonely.

What about because I'm sad? Angry? Bitter, hurt, and everything else! It's like Josef betrayed me all over again! How can you, just a human that I only fought with so that maybe, just maybe, I could have my own happiness with Sam, understand that?! He was my everything, and now...I have my one Chevalier, and a doctor that wants to make me "better". What is that worth? I really thought that Sam would be the one to give me Saya's happiness, but...I guess that was stupid.

{She wriggles a bit, then sniffs, coming back to herself gradually}

Can you at least set me down? My feet aren't touching the ground anymore.

Chevalier? [stares at her, but doesn't let her down] They're dead. You said they died.

You're not going anywhere, Diva. I'm not letting you hurt anyone else.

I made a new one. You don't know him.

{She kind of kicks her feet. She wants down, Gene D: careful that she doesn't kick you in the balls}

I don't---{She does want to, but} You won't let me, but how can you do that?