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[hatesthefood]

I just wanted to say thanks to everything that tried to help Euphie yesterday. I'm glad she has so many caring friends.

Chief? I think I need the next few days off, if that's alright? I'm a little tired.


Someone else I care about shot me. It's starting to become a regular thing, isn't it? Maybe I should take that as a hint.

... it's so weird. My chest still hurts, even though someone healed me. Still bugs me, too. I have no idea who it was and I really really don't like that. I think I'd rather have woken up in the hospital all tubed up. At least I'd be drugged enough not to think about what Euphie did... well, not a lot, anyway. Now, I have all the time in the world to dwell on it. Gee, thanks, oh mysterious benefactor.

... I wonder how she's doing this morning. I don't remember a lot from yesterday.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

You're the one she...?

Are you okay?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

I'm sore and really fucking tired, but I don't have a hole in my chest anymore. That's a plus.

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Always a good thing. Also not exactly what I meant.

Not here.

[deadly_legacy]

[She saw the network post from Ken and hovered over it for a moment before seeing what was there. Her throat felt tight and thick as she took it in. He...he doesn't sound too hurt or mad at her. But...

She shot him.

He trusted her and she shot him.

Even if she never wanted to. Even though it was the last thing she wanted, she still picked up his gun and used it on him.

He's told her about his past. She knows he's been betrayed by the people closest to him. And now... And now she's just another one of those people, isn't she? It hurts.

Ken...

But she can't find the voice to offer him her regrets. She pushes the device away and turns back into her pillow. She wants to be stronger for him, but right now she feels very weak.]

Here now. voice | private

[deadly_legacy]

[Hours have passed. She has found herself listening in on his conversations until finally, she shuts her eyes and wills herself to speak.]

...Ken.

voice | private

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... Euphie. Are you alright?

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

[He's having the same dilemma, about the pain thing, but he's used to it to even pay attention. He's just worried for both you and Euphie.]

Ken-san...?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... she shot you too, didn't she? I was kinda out of it so I don't really remember much.

[littlepuppyeyes.livejournal.com]

Ah- but the important thing is I'm well now. [He doesn't answer the question because he realized it's his own fault for getting shot.]

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[wishsrequiem.livejournal.com]

So what are you going to do now?

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Is she alright?

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[wishsrequiem.livejournal.com]

What do you think? This is the second time this has happened. This time people she truly cares about were harmed. I doubt she will be leaving her room anytime soon.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Do you need anything?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

.... right now? No. Just... sleep. I'm so tired.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Would you like me to bring you some dinner later?

[cuffmeonce.livejournal.com]

Are you alright, Ken?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... not really.

[cuffmeonce.livejournal.com]

Can I help?

[Voice]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Jesus Christ on a stick. I get trapped under the friggin' cemetery and the City goes to Hell. [This is Dean being worried about Ken]

When I get out of here, you're buying me a beer. [Because yes, it's Ken's fault he got shot.]

[Voice]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

.... you did what?

... why do I have to buy you one?

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Sammich's dead girlfriend was here over the weekend. Ended up she has a gravestone here. He needed to know if she was in here or not. Damn place sucked me in.

Because you're the dumbass who got shot.

[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

[She's probably been checking on him hourly before he regained consciousness, then returned to brooding angrily about how unfair The City is.]

A few days off sound like a good idea. Glad to see you awake.

[text | private | hijacking with love?]

[deadly_legacy]

Umi, if you are at work today, could you send flowers to Syaoran and Ken? [She doesn't say, from me.] I will have the money sent over.

[She should say more. To them. To you. It's not enough, but...] I'm sorry.

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[soulofocean.livejournal.com]

Euphie...

Are you--- [Interruption here. Now isn't that a stupid question.]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I couldn't keep sleeping, even though I'm still so tired...