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[The first sound that can be heard is a loud thump as the journal hits the floor and pops open to record everything that follows.]

No...

[Emil isn't even aware that his journal is open and picking up all of this.]

No, no no please no please... no... no!!

[His voice escalates in pitch, ending in a strangled, heart-wrenching cross between a scream and a sob.]

Richter!!

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[Okay, trying, trying...]

... t-they sent him home...

[Silence for a bit. He's ... not good with these things. Erm. Hrm.]

... You're sure?

All of his things are g-gone.

... I see. [Pausing again. He's under the impression that most people would want to be left alone during times like this, but Emil didn't seem like the type. He really hates seeing people he cares about cry, but--] ... Is anyone there with you? [He knows Emil has tons of friends, so he's sort of figuring someone is either there or on their way.]

N-no.

[Not yet, at least.]

... Alright. [After another long pause (this time due to wondering whether he should be leaving the house after Alexei just showed up, but considering he JUST showed up and the house is likely on alert by now ... yeah, he trusts the others not to screw up for twenty minutes or so), Emil might hear footsteps in the background.

Regardless, he's still got the journal open. If you want to ramble, kid, go for it.]

Why... w-why Richter?

... I don't know. I ... guess it was just his time to go home.

B-but he'd been here even longer than I have... they only even k-kidnapped him once.

It doesn't seem as if the length of your stay or how many times you've been kidnapped matters when it comes to this.

[Silence. That just makes him feel even WORSE, because now he's realizing that people like Yuri or Luke or Stahn or Vyse could be sent home too even though they've been here forever.]

[Welp, the truth is the truth. He's not going to lie about things like this when Emil could easily figure that out himself. Either way, Yuri's picking up that what he said isn't exactly helping, so he just stays quiet as well, continuing on his way to Emil's house.]

[He's just upstairs in the bedroom curled into a little ball on the floor. It was bad enough when Marta was sent home, but at least then he still had Richter here. Now that Richter is gone, well, all that leaves is Tenebrae, and what if they send Tenebrae home too? He's really scared now.]

[Unlike most people, Yuri doesn't bother with knocking when he reaches the front door, or even the bedroom ~~after getting a little lost in the house for a few moments, but details~~. Anyway, sorta-kinda calling from the doorway now.]

... Emil.

[Not like he expects a real response. It's more or less announcing that he's in the room.]

[Good thing Yuri isn't expecting a response, because he's not going to get one aside from a choked sob. Coherent Emil is not right now.]

[Taking a few steps in the room and ... stopping. He's a little torn between just picking a wall and sticking to it, or doing something.

... But the wall won out. Therefore, he's going to lean against a nearby one and just close his eyes for now. He doesn't like coddling, especially not during something like this, but he at least wants Emil to know he's not alone.

So yeah. Brb wall-leaning for now.]

[Hey, anything that makes him feel less alone is welcomed. His usual source of reassurance and Musette are gone, leaving him lonely and more than a little paranoid about who is going to be next. Will it be Yuri? He has no way of knowing, and that's what scares him.

Eventually he's going to try to stop crying, but without much luck.]

[And once Emil starts to quiet down, Yuri looks over for a few moments before heading for the door.]

... I'll get you some water. [He originally wasn't going to say a thing, but, well, kinda doesn't want the kid to think he's going "/brb leaving".]

[This time, he actually manages to choke out an "okay" before sitting up a little bit more and wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand, his chest still heaving with the occasional sob. He's aware of how pathetic he probably looks, but he can't quite bring himself to be embarrassed about it. He's just too upset.]

[Aaand after a short while, Yuri reappears with a glass of water. Nothing amazing going on here -- he just walks over to Emil's side and holds it out for him.]

[He reaches out for the glass... and almost drops it. Okay, shaky hands are not very conducive to glass-holding. Maybe he should wait a little bit before trying to take it again.]

[Yuri'll wait around. Not like he can do much else. But still, seeing how shaky the kid is--]

... Relax, Emil. Letting yourself get worked up like this isn't going to help anything.

I know, b-but...

[... but this hurts more than anything I've ever felt before and I don't know how to make it stop.]

[Sigh. He'll just put the water down next to the kid, then.] It's painful -- I know. But if you're just going to sit there and let that pain keep you down, then nothing will change for you.

I'm not saying you should smile or shrug it off right away, but you can't let this beat you down, either. Understand?

[Ffff Yuri that's almost the exact wording Richter used to him once.]

What... what would you do if Judith was sent home?

Edited 2009-10-08 04:06 (UTC)

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