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iii ❧ voice/action;

I heard him this morning. [A soft voice, full of reverence and close to tears.] Thought I was fucking dreaming, but he didn't stop his squawking until I was sure. [She gives one of those humorless laughs that's people give when they're trying not cry, breathless and embarrassed.] Shit. Am I grown woman, or what, I can handle being by myself. [Her breath hitches, there go the waterworks.] Shit. I missed his voice. I missed all their voices.

[Paderau's current crying location is this small altar she built in the woods, for those more inclined to action.]

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[she's genuinely surprised and...maybe a little pleased at the offer.]

Really? You sound like you've got your hands full...

Nah, lookin' out for the chicklings is kind of in my job description. You got a name? I'll add you to my list.

[chicklings?]

I'm Xion. [the "X" is pronounced with a soft "sh".]

Nice to meet you, Xion. I'm Paderau.

[she waves a little back.]

Paderau. Your hair is the same color as his, too.

Sounds like fate to me, babe.

Fate...

[could that be it? Even being here, not disappearing...was it meant to be?]

I'd be happy if it were true. I'm so lucky to be able to meet new people.

Hey, girly, if it weren't meant to be it wouldn't have happened. And you can take that sucker to the bank.

You mean...even the bad stuff happens for a reason?

'Reason' is a strong word.

Is there a better word?

Not really.

It happened, so it is. I mean, folks are never gonna understand it, they've just gotta live it, so why waste your time fussing over the details of why?

It's just...

[she trails off for a moment, trying to think of how to explain her worries without too many details.]

If something bad has to happen...it might be nice to know why. Maybe then things could be fixed, or someone could stop it from happening again...

Some things there's no stopping, no matter how hard you fight. But... that doesn't always mean it's not worth fighting for.

[no matter how hard you fight. Her stomach clenches at that. It was like this woman knew...but no, it was a coincidence. Or maybe these kinds of things happened more often then she thought.]

...you're right.

Thanks.

Don't look so down, baby.

[she tries to smile back, but it wavers.]

I just miss my friends. But I can't...ever see them again.

Then all you can do is try to be happy, for them. Do what you know would make them proud. They wouldn't want you to be lonely.

You're right... [it's hard to swallow the lump in her throat, but she manages.]

I'll try harder.

I'm sure you will, hon.

[she's a very srs kid.]

Your friends...did you stop hearing them because of the storm?

Yeah, one of those creatures got their hands on me.

Oh. I saw them... [her mouth turns down. It wasn't a pretty sight.] But at least you're okay now.

Yeah, it's coming back. Not... not something I'm looking to repeat though. It's fuckin' unnatural, s'what that was.

Hopefully those things won't come back.

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