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[The video feed clicks on, and oh hey it's the student kitchens in the background. There's two big pots on the stove and a really big rice cooker over there on the counter and oh hello there's a Bulba in the feed now. He's given up on the effort of trying not to seem really tired, and he seems pretty distracted on top of that.]

In case you were wondering um... Kirby had to go back to Dreamland for a while. Something came up...

[He frowns, looking like he really doesn't want to talk about it and makes a motion towards the stove with his head to switch the subject.]

Oh, uh, if anyone's hungry or whatever, I made some curry and... kind of made too much out of habit... There's both spicy and mild so. People are welcome to it so it doesn't go to waste. It's down here in the student kitchens.

Uh... that's it. Thanks.

[And then the feed cuts off.]

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[He follows her look with a glance.]

Yeah... it's that whole doing what you like to get your mind off things, I guess.

[A wry smile.] I got in the habit of making too much since I knew there'd always be someone who'd eat all of it, but now he's gone so... Just have to get out of the habit before I end up with this much every time.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

[Losing someone close... Even if she can't remember it directly, she knows that it's happened to her before. She can feel a little bit of sympathy.]

What will you do now?

[As a new habit, or now that the mysterious someone is gone? Maybe she means both. It is a mystery.]

[rivalsweetscent]

[A mysterious mystery. He's not quite sure which she means.]

Hope for the best and try not to miss him too much. Share the wealth of leftovers when it doesn't work out.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

If you already believe it won't work out, then of course it won't.

[rivalsweetscent]

That's true enough. It's hard not to miss someone though.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

Then forget him.

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... I don't want to.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

Why? Perhaps you like tormenting yourself.

[rivalsweetscent]

...Maybe. There are already things I've forgotten that I don't think I should have. I don't want to lose something I know is good.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

What good will it be when he's gone when you need him the most?

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[He didn't actually have an answer for that, specifically. Bulba cast his eyes downward, turning back to what he had been doing.]

... I'll get by. It might be lonely, but I'm not actually alone so... [He shrugged.]

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

[She raises a hand suddenly as though about to hit something, but then she... doesn't do anything with it. What good would destroying anything do? Why does she still feel so compelled to lash out when it comes to things like this? SIGH.]

...Then you're lucky. Enjoy your cooking, then.

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... I will.

[He looks back over at her after a moment, considering something.]

If you're ever hungry for this sort of food... Let me know? You don't have to be alone either. Er... well...

[There is a vaguely nervous fidget.] You just seem a little lonely sometimes too.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

Mm, that wouldn't be the first time I've heard that.

[She reaches out and... awkwardly pats him on the head.] Perhaps I'll bother you for something a little sweeter next time.

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[And so she gets a little smile.] Please do.

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

I will see you then.

[AND SHE IS GONE. Like some kind of ghost. HMM.]

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