Draco Malfoy (
wasthemaster) wrote in
asgardeventide2014-01-18 07:47 pm
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Sixteen ★ Text, forward-dated to Day 391
[At first it seemed strange to him to wake up in bed alone, but then again, she had been gone for several days already. That's what Jade always did, jumped right into the line of fire for defense...and he didn't. He'd decided not to go because he knew he'd essentially be useless on this mission. He couldn't lie though; he'd missed her terribly in the days she was gone. It disrupted routine to not have her nearby.
The strange thing was that when he awoke alone that morning, Osiris was whining and Bec was sitting near the foot of the bed just staring at him. He checked the time. It was late morning and the dogs were just staring and it was in that moment that Draco crawled out of bed and examined the apartment.
Perhaps she'd gone to work that morning after all. No matter. He would just send her a text--
--where was her name? No, no that's impossible. Jade was just here, how is it possible that her name's disappeared just like that? He knew what this meant. He knew exactly what this meant and it was with the startling realization that that day has finally come that he settled on the floor of his apartment with the bracelet in his hands.
Half an hour passes as Bec continued to stare, Osiris continued to whine, and Draco continued to scan the travelers' list to make sure it wasn't a mistake. It wasn't...and it's with that discovery that he clicked onto the network to type five simple words.]
Jade Harley has left Asgard.
[It wasn't until later while he was sorting through things in their bedroom that he came across her journals. The first one he opened presented him with a list of instructions, definitely something Jade'd been working on for a while. So some time later, an additional message is tacked on.]
Ellie, Roxy, Ryan, Stiles...she left things for you. Davesprite. I've got something for you, too.
If anyone has something of Jade's in particular they may want, perhaps negotiations can be made. [But good luck.]
The strange thing was that when he awoke alone that morning, Osiris was whining and Bec was sitting near the foot of the bed just staring at him. He checked the time. It was late morning and the dogs were just staring and it was in that moment that Draco crawled out of bed and examined the apartment.
Perhaps she'd gone to work that morning after all. No matter. He would just send her a text--
--where was her name? No, no that's impossible. Jade was just here, how is it possible that her name's disappeared just like that? He knew what this meant. He knew exactly what this meant and it was with the startling realization that that day has finally come that he settled on the floor of his apartment with the bracelet in his hands.
Half an hour passes as Bec continued to stare, Osiris continued to whine, and Draco continued to scan the travelers' list to make sure it wasn't a mistake. It wasn't...and it's with that discovery that he clicked onto the network to type five simple words.]
Jade Harley has left Asgard.
[It wasn't until later while he was sorting through things in their bedroom that he came across her journals. The first one he opened presented him with a list of instructions, definitely something Jade'd been working on for a while. So some time later, an additional message is tacked on.]
Ellie, Roxy, Ryan, Stiles...she left things for you. Davesprite. I've got something for you, too.
If anyone has something of Jade's in particular they may want, perhaps negotiations can be made. [But good luck.]

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I need an adult.
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It's exactly what it sounds like, Stilinski. The gods lost her and she's gone.
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[ She's probably the last person he wants to hear from, but there's no way she can just... Not. She's upset, too, very, and distracting herself by helping Malfoy is one way to deal with things. ]
Is there anything I can do?
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You could explain, exactly, what you're sorry for.
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Do you want company?
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If you need to disappear into work for a while and not talk about this, give me a call. I'll clear a spot at the counter.
[Too many lost. Too little time.]
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You mean out of the city, yeah?
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talk about people i thought were just going to be here forever, you know?
...what'd she leave
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I--wait, right now?
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You're Owen, correct?
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But yes, she's gone.
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He stares at the words before he types something simple.]
I'll miss her.
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I imagine loads of people will.
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I know thinking logically isn't your strong point, but I would hope even you would understand that concept.
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I'm sorry.
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Gods must have changed their minds.
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really
[That is all it says, though she sends another message a couple minutes later, after checking herself.]
fuuuuuck
this is unfair :'(
wat did she leave 4 me?
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She wanted you and Ellie to split up her gun collection, actually. Sound accurate?
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[There's a pause between this and her next message - she's checking the names, if only not to ask if this is some sort of joke.]
Oh...
Oh, no, that's awful...
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I think "awful" is a bit of an understatement personally.
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