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[onlyanapple]

[Friends of Takamura Uru]

[It hurt more than he was willing to admit, really. Having the note appear. Yet another person vanished from his life, with the chances of never seeing them again. It was ridiculous, really. He didn't much feel like addressing the subject of her leaving to the castle at large. He's done that far too many times during his stay here. So, instead, he relies on the filter instead as he opens up a bottle of wine]

...So. Did you lot get letters today?

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This Man

[cyan_maid]

[She doesn't know you, but she knows exactly what you're talking about. You can hear some sniffles.]

Yes. And...some cookbooks.

This girl

[onlyanapple]

[Oh great a crying child. Now what does he do]

Well, there you go. Something for you to do. [Instead of crying at me]

This Man

[cyan_maid]

[Well look at how sensitive YOU are, mister!]

You don't have to be so cold about it...

This girl

[onlyanapple]

I'm not cold. I'm just practical.

This Man

[cyan_maid]

[She's really not in the mood to argue, but she doesn't sound happy.] Right. Fine.

This girl

[onlyanapple]

[SIGH. Why does he care about people, honestly]

Look.

It'll be fine. She's gone back to a happy place.

Filter

[wilder]

[Zelos hasn't been by his castle room yet, so no he hasn't gotten his letter yet. So instead? he's thinking this filter sounds HELLA CREEPY. ]

...No?

Should I have?

forever!

[onlyanapple]

[Yes, yes it does. And Crowley will do nothing to help]

Then I suggest you check your mail.

[wilder]

Okay...

[He's just gonna shut that journal and do that and really hope it's not body parts or anything. THANKS CROWLEY]

[onlyanapple]

[SEE YOU AROUND, ZELOS!]

filter

[secondchances]

... yeah. [She clears her throat. Not joining the crying club right now.]

And I checked.

filter

[onlyanapple]

So she's not being...I don't know, Uru. She's really gone.

[Well. That was that, then]

filter

[secondchances]

Name isn't on her door, and she's not in her apartment. [Easy to check, since Steph got the key.

... she's not really sure what to do right now. She'll just echo Crowley.]

She's really gone.

forever!

[onlyanapple]

...Well, I suppose she's happier at home. With that fella of hers.

[secondchances]

Yeah. Paradisa was rough on...

... fella?

Written

[deceptorius]

[Time to break out that indistinguishable print again.]

For what.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley doesn't think too much on not reconsigning the handwriting of course]

Check your own mail, I'm not a messenger.

[deceptorius]

[Crowley is one of the reasons she is glad she's not in the castle anymore.]

If I fucking could I would. What's the deal with Uru.

[onlyanapple]

[He'd be so honoured to know such a thing]

Tsk tsk, so lazy.

[deceptorius]

[Why you gotta be like that]

Just cut the bullshit and tell me if she's okay or not.

/dictated for the moment

[fanstheflame]

I ... don't think so, no. I've never really gotten mail, here.

[onlyanapple]

Ah, well you'll be due one in the castle, then.

[fanstheflame]

Why, what's going on?

[and where are the letters to be found OOCly...?]

[onlyanapple]

Uru left.

[[In his room, form what Nita said?]]

[fanstheflame]

She --

[the air goes out of him in a little rush]

Oh.

[another considerable pause, as he figures out something else to say, so that Crowley doesn't feel completely left hanging. it comes out a little numb once he finds it, though]

It was my turn to cook something for her.