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[rdmcatpaw]

[The recording comes to life with a large gasp from the Mithra, she's trying to keep control of her emotions, but there's hint in her voice that its failing.]

...I need some help on deck 7! Something horrible took place here and I'm trying to...

[She trails off, the chime of her spell can be heard. It is ineffective to the body its being casted on.]

My magic doesn't seem to be working!

[She tries again, a Raise spell, but it fails as well. Her voice is starting to crack.]

C'mon! Work! Embraced by the soothing wind, heal the wounds of those deeply in need! Cure IV!

[Again, it fails. There's a cry of frustration before the feed dies with a loud thunk.]

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[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[Siiigh. Considering he knows Deck 07 better than any other one, it doesn't take Greed long at all to arrive. He stolls casually towards her, hands deep in his pockets, expression unreadable. The site doesn't faze him at all: really, he couldn't care less for the victim. It was Catpaw he was... how was it that she put it? "Worried" for. He stands about a meter away now, still surveying the scene.]

... So you don't know how it occurred anyway.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

No, I don't... I found him here like this.

[She shook her head and started to cast her spells again. She wasn't going to give up.]

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[He frowns. First to the body, then at her. It's obvious nothing's going to come out of this.]

... You can't bring the dead back, Cat. [At least, not where he was from. And not in that manner.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I can still try.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't like you potentially wasting your energy, Catpaw. That's what bothers him about that. Though honestly, he's at a complete loss - something he's certainly not used to being - as to what to do.

What did humans do when they tried to comfort each other? Suddenly, it seemed a little hard to recall. Clearly hesitating, he shifts his weight and pulls a hand out of his pocket-- and gently puts it on her back. It's meant to be comforting, somehow, though it's hardly for him as to just how unsure he is.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[When Greed's hand touches her back, it causes her to jump a little and interrupt her spell. The mage turns her head to look at Greed before looking back at Kevas' body.]

...I can still try. There's a chance it might work.

[Considering how much magic she has used up, mostly over failures.]

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

["A chance that's too small to be worth the effort," is what he thinks, though he doesn't say. He has yet to get the ways humans deal with grief; but that doesn't mean he's going to abandon the idea of it, either. The notion remains there.

He almost laughs, really.]

You think he would want you to exhaust yourself over this?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She falls silent for a moment and moves to a mediative kneel with closed eyes.]

No, but at least I'm doing something about it instead of being suicidal and trying to find the person who did this to him.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[He does laugh at that, if only a chuckle. It's not meant to be malevolent.]

Well, I don't know about suicidal. [As, he wouldn't let it be.] You don't think it'd make you feel better?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[Greed, don't be planting thoughts of revenge in to her head.]

He wouldn't be pleased if I got myself killed, or anyone else for that matter.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

Well...

[He moves away from her, his touch leaving her, to lean against the hallway's wall. He folds his arms; otherwise, continuing to survey the situation without expression.]

I suppose we just wait, then.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She takes a moment to open her eyes and glance at Greed.]

Wait? ...Oh. Yes. I guess so.

[She closes her eyes and sighs.]

You don't have to stay. I'll be fine.

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[This thread takes place in hammerspace. He remains where he is.]

Nah, I'll stay. [Because he wants to make sure she's all right, and honestly has nothing better to do.] Don't want you getting into anything more you can't handle.

[Take that as thou wishes to.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I'll be fine!

[That came out more snappy than she intended.]

Sorry...

[alittlegreedy.livejournal.com]

[A grin; he's not easily affected by such.]

Yeah, I guess you'll have to be a little more convincing.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She can't focus, so she moves back to her feet with a frown and starts rubbing at her eyes.]

I doubt I can do that right now.