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[deathfindsaway]

[Kravitz very rarely makes himself known on the network, but this is one of those things he feels is Important in a way he can't ignore. It's not that he's looking for pity- rather, he just needs to inform people. There's no tragedy in passing. There's no fear in something he can't reach.

He wishes he could believe that anymore.]

Hello, uhm-- this is Kravitz. For those who may be looking for them, it seems Lup, Taako, and Ren have all departed from the island. My apologies to those who used their services or... simply knew them. I'm not able to carry on the magic they did, but I'll do my best in providing what you need if you were getting some kind of service or items from their store.

[He takes a breath, but it's shaky, and forces any other uncertainty out of his tone.]

I'd also like to remind everyone that we do have a library here containing many resources and a workspace for study. Contributions are always welcome, and I have a number of archived pieces from other islands for study as well. Feel free to contact me if I am not around and I will come to assist.

That... that is all.

[ooc: Kravitz has a shiny new library page on his journal now, if people want to get involved!!]

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[forwearemany]

...Acknowledged.

(They look at their shoulder, and the drawings covering the N7 symbol.

Ren is gone.)

...You were close?

[deathfindsaway]

[He doesn't really know how to answer this-- it's not as if he hasn't been open with affection in the past, but Ren is something new, a relationship he's never fostered before. With her gone, it's just... an absence, keenly felt.]

Yes, you... you could say that. She... referred to me as her family. I didn't think they would all disappear at once.

[forwearemany]

(They consider his words.)

Entities: Lup, Taako, and Ren were your collective?

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[thermalwind]

Hey, [There’s a small pause. He weighs what Kravitz might want and trusts his gut.]

Where are you right now? [Kravitz is his friend and had helped him through a lot of difficult things, even if he didn’t know he did. He will be there for him.]

[deathfindsaway]

[He isn't sure why Keith is even asking, but he'll certainly respond.]

Hello. I'm, ah, at the library right now. Just working on some things.

[Keeping busy, as it were. Doing something just so he doesn't sit and do nothing.]

[thermalwind]

I can help you keep up the store. [He says, as he turns away from heading for the shore. Kravitz needs another person around and he could never deny him that. It won’t take him long to make his way to the library.]

Gladio taught me how to use the forge and I think we could talk Castor into having make things. She knows tools. [She knows damn sure more than that.] But it’s up to you.

You can direct, I’ll do what I can within that. [It’s not much but it’s something Kravitz can manage and control. Sometimes people need that.]

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[vagabone]

[Quietly, wanting very much not to believe what he's hearing--]

Ren's gone?

[deathfindsaway]

[Kravitz responds with the same sort of gravity in his tone, though he's trying to keep out any personal grief.]

Yes. It seems she's left the island, unexpectedly. I'm very sorry.

[vagabone]

[Ditto that. He's had far more practice than any one person should.]

I'm sorry too. Do you need anything?

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[missfunction]

Guess it's just the two of us now, huh?

[It's sad, to see her new friends all up and disappear at once, before she's even gotten the chance to truly know them, but Rabbit doesn't imagine that her sadness at their departure is anything else to how Kravitz must feel.

They were all family. And Rabbit knows just how it feels to lose family.]

[deathfindsaway]

[It's strange, being the final remaining person from his world. This camp used to be a home for their little squad, a place where he was brought when he was scared and confused to find some kind of solace. He isn't alone, of course, and he has no plans on evicting her if she wishes to stay. But talking to Rabbit about this feels... odd. Talking to anyone feels odd.

And here he thought he had gotten the hang of this whole 'having friends' thing.]

I suppose it is. As well as Pepper, and, uhm... Ren's lobster, it seems. People don't appear to be able to take things when they leave all the time, but it still occurs.

[Lup's phoenix is gone, as is Ren's familiar, but who knows; perhaps they went with them. He only wishes he could have followed.]

I wasn't even the one who made the camp. It was all theirs.

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[postictal]

all at once
you think they went back
all of them

[Even...]

[Fuck. Even Ren?]

[deathfindsaway]

They are gone. That is as much as I know.
Perhaps they all went to one world or another, or another entirely, but... they are not here now. Not anywhere I could hope to reach them.

I'm sorry.

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[tenthstreetbred]

[She can't respond with her voice. She's... she's never used this before. Never used the stones, despite being the test subject for it in the first place. And she knows how to activate the voice but-

If she does it will be evident that her voice would be trembling.]

They're all gone, huh. Just like that.

[Just like that.]

Does this mean that you're alone at the camp now? Do you... need someone?

[deathfindsaway]

[He only used the voice feature because text still seems foreign to him, and-- it seemed important to say, a somber announcement to be heard. He can see how others may wish to make use of the text feature though, if they are in a noisy place, or...

Well, he knows about grief. At least he can now draw his words on the screen instead of hitting those little buttons.]

They are. I searched for them, but there are ways I could have found them outside of simply seeing that have also failed. I am forced to conclude they've gone home.

I am not... technically alone, though. Ren brought Rabbit back to live with us just a few weeks prior. So she is also present, though I am not at camp at the moment.

[yakyuuman]

Ren-chan...?

[ Oh no. He kind of wishes there was another Ren here who left. ]

We only talked a couple times, but... uhh...

[ He honestly feels really bad about this. ]

[deathfindsaway]

Yes, I-- I'm sorry. I'm sure she would have spoken to you.

[She babbled his ear straight off about Ichi, and he had met him once or twice. But this does let him pose a semi-convenient question, or at least one to... give him something to do.]

You're, uhm-- did she show you the cat your brother supposedly gave her? I confess, that was before my arrival.

[devilstongue]

Oh.

[ Molly's just... numb. Why did he try to care about someone, again? ]

[deathfindsaway]

I'm sorry.

[He feels like he's going to be doing a lot of apologizing today. In a way, it's familiar-- if there's one thing he's used to, it's the grief of loss, the necessary evil of delivering unpleasant news and negotiating a soul. But this is personal, and it makes everything so much messier.]

You... you may well see them again. But I don't think it would be healthy to hold out that hope.

[atailoftwoworlds]

Ren is....?! [They weren't super close but Ren was on the islands before he arrived. She was an odd girl. Very childlike but with a good heart. Zidane had fun telling her stories and playing with her. At least she is probably home safe, but...

Well, Zidane is going to miss her. And he doesn't know if he'll see her again...

He puts that thought aside for the moment.] Right. Thanks for letting us know. I might come around and have a look at some of these archived notes if that's okay?

[deathfindsaway]

I'm sorry. She's... left.

[Here he is, continuing to apologize for something he's feeling the most acutely of them all. It's just easier to be on the outskirts, not to care or truly be part of it. Or well... at least to try.]

Feel free to come by any time, of course. I, uhm, that announcement was not specifically tied to this one, I just... needed to make both.

[agathokakological]

What sort of 'magic services' do you mean?

[deathfindsaway]

Oh, uhm, my apologies. Taako and Lup are accomplished wizards, and here they were in the craft of creating and enchanting items. Mostly it was synthesizing, you know, oil and sugar from coconuts, ropes and otherwise. Or they would offer their spell services. However, those are... not my abilities, so it's likely I can't provide this.

Were you looking for something?

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[salutosinedelectat]

[ Aziraphale is not given to what goes for modern technology in his world. He's an angel of old habits, from a human perspective; in his own, he simply sticks to what he likes, for a very long time.

Where does magical rock-based equipment stand in the line of modern to ancient, you might ask? Nobody really knows. All of it to say that, when the angel steps into the library that day, he has absolutely no idea of what happened.

He comes with an offer. The kind of offer that also doubles as a request. He needs something to do, as the hope of going hope starts to dwindle.

Aziraphale calls out.]

Hello?

im so sorry i disappeared for 2 weeks jfc

[deathfindsaway]

[Look, if the technology of this place was not exactly the technology from his world when he arrived, he'd also have had a much harder time getting this whole thing together. It's also why he put in stories to get the phones pens so he could write on it, because typing is hell and he has a difficult time with it still.

At least Aziraphale's voice snaps him from where he's hunched over his Stone, perhaps ruining his posture in the process. Kravitz straightens up on the stool he's sitting on, trying to pretend like he wasn't hunched over like a goblin wallowing just a bit in his own sadness on the whole ordeal.]

Hello? It's-- you can come in, the Library is open.