Entry Seventy-Five

[dreamermoa]

....

You didn't - do it on purpose. I - I know that. You're...going to come back for me.....after everything...

[her voice cracks.]

It's okay. I'm not - angry. I'll be okay.

[she's trying not to cry, not until she gets the communicator out of her hands at least...]

H-Hawkeye, can I...come stay with you? F-for a little bit. Just....

[mission fail. The tears are falling.]

Feel kind of lonely.

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[yankeedoodledr.livejournal.com]

Moa...

Of course, honey. As long as you want.

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[hic sniffle.]

thank you. I just...Link is gone too...this whole place feels so empty...

[not-riku-thx.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

[betterassister.livejournal.com]

Ness? Oh, honey...

Honey, come over here, Moa. Mona will give you a new haircut, and we'll...pain your toenails, and...

And you and me can miss our boys together.

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[yankeedoodledr.livejournal.com]

...they just keep disappearing, don't they?

Hang on, I'll come and get you.

[And not even a minute later Hawk knocks on the inventory door. It's a good thing they're neighbours, isn't it?]

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[She shuffles over to open it. Clutching a blanket around her shoulders, tears streaming down her cheeks - yeah she's lookin' real good right now. But she'd rather fall into his arms than worry about her appearance.]

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[deep breath.]

Thanks.

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

thanks, Roxas.

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[snuffle. Actually, that sounds pretty good right about now.]

my makeup's kind of a mess.

What did you....oh.

Frank....

that sucks too.

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[yankeedoodledr.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't really pay much attention to her looks right now anyway, just pulls her into a tight embrace. Losing Ness set off all kinds of contradicting emotions - the kid is home where he belongs but he isn't here and that alone hurts more than Hawk is willing to admit.

So instead he turns his focus to the heartbroken girl in his arms. Talking, crying... whatever you want, Moa. He's there.]

[betterassister.livejournal.com]

Yeah...Frank. Sucks a lot.

Moa, you're beautiful...we'll clean that face right up, okay?

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[that's what uncles are for, I guess. She isn't even bothering with the "he's better off back home" - it just hurts, hard, and it feels like it'll go on forever. She holds him tightly, sobbing.]

uh-everyone I know always l-leaves...

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

okay. Th-thanks.

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

He was nice, too. Everyone is leaving....people keep leaving....

can I really come over? In a little bit?

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[yankeedoodledr.livejournal.com]

[Isn't that the truth - the scientists seem to know exactly who to pick in order to cause emotional pain.

Ness. Frank. Owen. Tomokai. It's only a matter of time before another familiar frequency shows up blank and there's not a damn thing they can do about it except cling to each other and hope. So he strokes her back, trying to provide comfort where there's none to be found.]

...I know how you feel, sweetie. I really do.

[sunnyd-licious.livejournal.com]

Hey, man, are you okay?

[betterassister.livejournal.com]

I know...I know...there needs to be some sense to it...I don't know. Maybe we'll all go home soon.

Sure. Sure, some right over whenever you want. Not going anywhere tonight.

[the-blueblur.livejournal.com]

... Moa... Wanna talk?

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[uratarosu.livejournal.com]

The waves of fate are cruel and unforgiving, yet they can be kind and gentle at the same time... For one a chance to go home, the other... a time of sorrow. For you who have been left on the shore alone, we all must try to bear through it.

It's all we really have.

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[sniffle.]

You talk nice.

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

Ness is gone. He left....everyone left....

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[ffff orz creepy look-alike.]

No. I'm not. Why.

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

Okay. That'll be nice.

[sniffle.]

I'll see you soon, okay?

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[uratarosu.livejournal.com]

Someone who has suffered heart break should ever have to hear cruel words. I hope to help you wash away those tears on your face.

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[his shirt is starting to get damp and she vaguely wonders if he minds.]

I don't know what to do.