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─ one hundred & forty-one
[ This isn’t right.
Uru stares with uncertainty into the empty room. Her head is trying to process what exactly is going on. Everything that belonged to either Damian or Dick was gone. Instead of the familiar arrangements of furniture and whatever else is supposed to be in here, there’s nothing. It’s reverted back to a standard Paradisan room, as if nobody had ever once inhabited it. Every trace of proof that Damian Wayne lived here... gone.
She manages to get out her journal, tearing her gaze away from this emptiness. Desperately, her eyes scour the journal, flipping the page slowly at first before she picks up the pace and tries to find his handwriting or hear his voice.
Again, there’s nothing.
She ends up blurting it out without thinking: ]
Damian’s gone.
[ Her heartbeat begins to race. There’s an unwanted surge of emotion in her chest and making its way down into her stomach, but she pretends it isn’t there, because this is all just a mistake. ]
I mean— I can’t find him. [ A beat. ] But this has happened before. His room, it... it was just a loss. It—
[ She abruptly cuts herself off. ]
Uru stares with uncertainty into the empty room. Her head is trying to process what exactly is going on. Everything that belonged to either Damian or Dick was gone. Instead of the familiar arrangements of furniture and whatever else is supposed to be in here, there’s nothing. It’s reverted back to a standard Paradisan room, as if nobody had ever once inhabited it. Every trace of proof that Damian Wayne lived here... gone.
She manages to get out her journal, tearing her gaze away from this emptiness. Desperately, her eyes scour the journal, flipping the page slowly at first before she picks up the pace and tries to find his handwriting or hear his voice.
Again, there’s nothing.
She ends up blurting it out without thinking: ]
Damian’s gone.
[ Her heartbeat begins to race. There’s an unwanted surge of emotion in her chest and making its way down into her stomach, but she pretends it isn’t there, because this is all just a mistake. ]
I mean— I can’t find him. [ A beat. ] But this has happened before. His room, it... it was just a loss. It—
[ She abruptly cuts herself off. ]
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May I ask where you are?
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In the castle, but I need to look around.
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Please.
[This isn't a loss. He just went through this recently with Teresa to know :| ]
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The whole time she mulls over it, there's silence. ]
Allen-kun, he can't be gone.
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[he's not going to play along. That only puts off the inevitable and gets her hopes dashed]
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But unless that happens...
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A lot of...older residents have left the past couple months.
I'm sorry.
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And Dick's name is gone, too. ]
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I should... I have things to do.
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I have to go.
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1/2
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All right...but please, it's okay to be sad and..
You know I'd do whatever I could, if you need anything, all right?
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I know you would. [ She means it; Allen was like her older brother in this place, always watching out for her. ]
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