The Saddest Reaper EVER.

[redcinemareel]

[Sitting in an isolated place in the Garden, somewhere away from just about everyone, is Grell beneath a tree. She's holding a stuffed animal in her hands, looking at it. Knowing who gave it to her. Who is no longer here.

Never has Grell looked so...lost. She sighs and leans back against a tree, hugging the plush toy close.]


...is it even worth making connections anymore?

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[livebymysmile.livejournal.com]

[Have a Duo, Grell. You look like you could use the company.]

What sorta question is that? [He wanders over, plopping down onto the ground near where Grell is sitting.]

Everyone leaves our lives sometimes, it's just how it works. That doesn't mean we should stay isolated forever though. Just means we should make the most of the time we get with people. Live life to the fullest, like each day is your last, and all that mushy crap.

[redcinemareel]

[Duo lecturing her about loss? Very amusing. A light chuckle and a wry smirk is her response.]

The code I live by, actually. [Looks down at the plush toy.] I must be getting WEAK if I can't do such. [SIGHS in frustration. She...shouldn't get so worked up over this.]

[livebymysmile.livejournal.com]

[Hey he's lost lots of people in his life already so it's not that surprising. Though it probably is amusing for a guy like him to be lecturing a reaper, but it's not like he knows that.]

Same. Otherwise I'd just be some bitter emo kid who never talked to anybody. Like a few of the guys I know.

So who is it? The person you're missing? Someone special right? Don't know much about you or whoever it is, but I figure if you want to talk about it, it won't hurt for me to listen. Sometimes things get easier if you talk about them.

[redcinemareel]

[Pretty much meant the reaper part.

For a few moments, she stares at Duo. It's creepy how she does it. Over the rim of her glasses, as if reading his cinematic record. Why were humans nosy? Perhaps it's their curiosity to life and how SHORT their lifespan is.

The poor souls. They are just asking to be put out of their misery.

She turns away, looking to her plush toy. A soft shrug is given before she speaks.]

My son is no longer here.

[xnotarunt.livejournal.com]

[ This reaper likes hanging in trees, dontchaknow? But she hears the sigh and the voice and decides to just kinda hang upside down from a low hanging branch a little beside Grell. ]

Course it is. Sure, they're tough but yeah. What happened?

[ Upside down headtilt. ]

[redcinemareel]

[Jumps back at the sudden head in her vision. What the Hades?!

Sobers and relaxes in her spot.]

...my son is gone.

[xnotarunt.livejournal.com]

[ A pause and a blink. Arms folded now as she watches Grell a moment. ]

...You have a son?

[redcinemareel]

Had.

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Kiden wasn't expecting to see Grell on her smoking break. She normally doesn't go all the way out here to smoke, but why cause problems when you can avoid them? Grell's hair is tough to miss, though, so Kiden makes her way over, frowning at the reaper's solemn expression--and that question. ]

Emo doesn't suit you, Juliet. What's up?

[ Flopping down next to her, cigarette between her lips. ]

[redcinemareel]

[Smoking is gross.]

Neither do cigarettes. [Hums softly, idly petting the plush doll.] Everything, and possibly nothing at the same time.

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Sadly, Kiden's never been a quitter. She looks down at that doll, mouth tightening. ]

Sounds dramatic. Did someone die?

[ She has a way with words. ]

[redcinemareel]

I'm not sure if that would be a good or bad thing. But...no. [Quirks an eyebrow in annoyance, her hand balling into a fist.]

It seems this Time Compression chose my son to ship home.

[fierybluebird]

[Marco's eyes are wet and he just wraps two fiery blue wings around her and tries not to crumble himself.]

Always. [It's quiet and subdued.]

[redcinemareel]

[Doesn't even bother flinching. She knows who it is.]

...I'm starting to have my doubts. [Leans in closer] Perhaps it's a folly best left for mortals.

[fierybluebird]

No. I was alone for a long time because that's what I thought. It hurts, it always does, but in time just the good stuff remains and it's worth it. You get stronger. [Hugs tightly.] So it's always worth it. Besides, time is what we've got, eh?

[redcinemareel]

[Grell listens, but the words only ring dimly for her.]

There hasn't been a lot of good. Simply times of enjoyment. [There is a light snicker at the latter part of his statement.] Time is ABUNDANT. If I could sell it, it would.

[haha-steelguard.livejournal.com]

Always, yeah.

[Of course Snow has to interject himself, to defend the whole principle of human connection. He wouldn't be himself otherwise.]

[redcinemareel]

[Glances up to him. Man, that strains her neck.]

Not a surprising response from you, Instructor.

[haha-steelguard.livejournal.com]

Of course not.

[He plants his back against the tree and slides down to a seat. Save her some neck strain.]

With a question like that, I bet you just lost someone you cared about.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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That's... nevermind.

[redcinemareel]

[...right. Espio.]

Never mind what?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Eh, the toy.

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[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

[Walking around the Garden, taking pictures for class was one of Tim's favorite thing to do and unwind. And if pictures happened to be taken and used later, well. He was also fine with that.

But seeing a classmate (because he couldn't forget someone with that red of hair) looking down, he went over casually.]

Grell, right? You're in my photography class. Are you okay?

[redcinemareel]

Hmm? [The cadet is new to her. Oh, a camera?]

Have you come to take a picture~? [ADJUSTS GLASSES] I'm afraid this is not an opportune time, as I'm feeling less than photogenic.

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

No, I won't take your picture if you don't want me to. [Since he already took a few beforehand.]

I was just wondering if you're okay. You seem down.