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Mom Lalonde ([personal profile] matini) wrote2037-12-02 03:18 am
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You've reached Ms. Lalonde. Unfortunately, I'm in no position to take your call right now. Please, do leave me a message and I shall get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you for your time.

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when_turks_fly: (though i → try to cleanse my soul)

[TEXT -> ACTION] 4/21 - Post-conversation with Bro || I regret nothing

[personal profile] when_turks_fly 2013-04-22 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
You're the best. I'll be there in a minute.

[ And true to her word, Valeria is at Mom's door a few moments later. If she's panting lightly, that's because she ran. Because she's trying not to get choked up, trying not to let just how upset she is show, but she can't help it. Bro's leaving. He's gone. He -- gods, this is all her fault. This is all her fault and it's with a shaky hand that she moves to knock on the door, Guy tucked safely into his pokeball.

Please answer. Please, please answer. ]
Edited 2013-04-22 01:42 (UTC)
when_turks_fly: (looks like → a girl)

[ACTION] 4/21 - Post-conversation with Bro

[personal profile] when_turks_fly 2013-04-22 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ What's wrong? That is such a loaded question and Valeria isn't even sure where to begin. Her mind is racing, trying to find a starting point with which to answer, but she's not sure which to pick and her composure is already falling hard and fast. She wrings her hands, opening her mouth and closing it before she just can't hold it in anymore. ]

Bro's gone! He's.. he just... [ Left. Just like that, he left. ]
when_turks_fly: (hotter than a → fantasy)

[ACTION] 4/21 - Post-conversation with Bro

[personal profile] when_turks_fly 2013-04-22 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
He just... left.

[ Gods, she's not thinking straight. If she was, she'd realize why Mom's expression took the turn it just did, but she's entirely too wound up. With everything that's happened lately, it's hard to think straight, but she does think to elaborate as she makes a swipe at her eyes. No tearing up, no tearing up...! ]

He just got on his Onix and he left. Just like that. We were talking at Nugget B-Bridge and -- [ She can't finish. She can't. Has to swallow. How can she even swallow this situation? What just happened... ]
when_turks_fly: (lonely → like a highway)

[ACTION] 4/21 - Post-conversation with Bro

[personal profile] when_turks_fly 2013-04-22 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, it may take al ittle bit of coaxing and a guiding hand, but Valeria can be coaxed into sitting. If anyone can coax her, it's Roxanne, after all. Sitting doesn't do much for her emotional state, however, which is... becoming more and more of that. A state. ]

I-I don't know where. He didn't say, he just... he said he needed time alone a-and he said that he...

[ He dies. He said that he dies and Valeria can't accept that. She shakes her head, shakes it hard and fast. She can't say it. Won't. As though saying it might make it any more likely to happen than if she doesn't. ]
when_turks_fly: (looks like → a girl)

[ACTION] 4/21 - Post-conversation with Bro

[personal profile] when_turks_fly 2013-04-22 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
That he... dies.

[ She nearly chokes on that last word, but she says it. She says it and almost immediately falls silent, but that silence lasts for all of two seconds because her grip on her composure is slipping fast. ]

He can't die, Roxy! He just, he can't! That can't be true! I can't -- [ She can't bear it, the thought. Doesn't want to. Doesn't want to have to for so very many reasons. ]

He just can't! [ And she can't help the tears gathering in the corners of her eyes either. They're coming, whether she wants them to or not. ]
when_turks_fly: (looks like → a girl)

[ACTION] 4/21 - Post-conversation with Bro

[personal profile] when_turks_fly 2013-04-22 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's those four words that have Valeria tensing. 'I think he's right.' He's right about what? Leaving? Dying? She's more than ready to start shaking her head again, but then, Roxy keeps going and the things she says, the words that come out of her mouth makes the blood in Valeria's veins run cold. He's not the only one? She turns widening eyes to look at the woman.

Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. Her stomach twists violently with suspicion, her heart thundering in her ears. 'Don't,' she wants to say, but the word doesn't come. Roxanne's do and what she says, what she's saying is... it's too much. She can't even kid herself this time, can't write it off as a cruel joke because Roxanne, she doesn't play like that. Her hesitation, her tone, it's...

Gods, she's going to lose them. She's going to lose both of them. If they disappear, they'll be gone and she won't be able to get them back and she can't, she won't accept that because she loves --

She loves them. She isn't sure how else to describe what she feels for them, just... that she loves them. And in the short amount of time that she's known them, they've become home. 'Home,' that precious four letter word like 'love' that she doesn't dare use lightly because when you do and you lose them, everything changes. Nothing is ever the same and -- and she imagines the same could be said for someone who has died. Nothing will ever be the same for them either and Roxanne... ]


You can't leave.

[ Her voice is quiet to start, but it scarcely remains so as she wraps her arms around the other woman and hugs her tightly, so tightly. She can scarcely see for the tears in her eyes, but she can feel her and she's not letting go. ]

You can't leave, do you hear me? I mean it, Roxy. You can't. I... I won't let you.