[network] Event: Long & Lost [NIGHT 217]

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it's been so long between the words we spoke
will you be there up on the shore, I hope

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[devoutish]

Yeah. If you got your fucking act together, yeah.

But she's still dead.

[headjacked]

I'm aware, Alfie.

[ Still, he flinches. ]

Killing the Joker didn't help. There's no such thing as closure here, is there.

[devoutish]

No.

[Absolutely not.]

[headjacked]

No.



He couldn't even remember her name, Alfie.

[devoutish]

Good. I don't want him saying her name.

[headjacked]

[ Rhys bites his tongue. Maybe that is better. Part of him, though, feels like it's facilitating some kind of erasure of her memory. ]

I'm sorry it didn't work. [ Angel's request. ] I can ask too. I can ask every day. I will.

[devoutish]

Did the Admin give her any sort of response at all?

[headjacked]

Not even an acknowledgement. Neither time.

[devoutish]

Mm.

Have her keep trying.

[headjacked]

Okay.

[ A slight shift in topic now. Slight. It's kinda related. ]

Are we okay?

[devoutish]

As much as we can be, I suppose. I'm not very okay myself, right now.

[headjacked]

Admitting that is a good start, I think. Then you just...try to find a new normal.

[devoutish]

Is that what you think you've done?

[headjacked]

I don't think I'm there yet. Hence 'trying'.

[devoutish]

Mm.

Beckett's alive.

[Alfie can't help but feel a bit bitter about that.]

[headjacked]

Yeah, and Vaughn's still dead. Lost him twice now.

[ Neither snippy nor bitter here. Just tired. ]

[devoutish]

Mm.

I fear people from my home coming here.