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[It's been a while since Valentine's, and he's noticed the people he knows have been awfully quiet since then. He's been pretty quiet himself, perhaps a little embarrassed even, over his reaction to the holiday, almost thankful that the calls he was sending were either going through to voicemail or just not being picked up.
That was until he got to Alfred's number. Alfred was never too busy to pick up, or respond quickly after missing a call, he'd learnt that already, but now... He couldn't even get through to the number, listening to the automated message a few times before the reality of the situation could sink in. Alfred was gone.
He'd gone home... Before him.
That was.... That was just, just... unfair.
He tried a few more times to get through, moving onto text when audio was obviously getting him nowhere, trying to get a grip on what exactly he was feeling, the emotion confusing at best; Part of him was glad the other was gone, back to where they belonged (hopefully) and wasn't stuck in this hole like the rest of them, while another part of him was furious that Alfred, who had only just got here, had gotten out so easily- was making friends the way out or something? Hit a quota and you were spat out? It wouldn't surprise him in this place- it was just as stupid as Alfred was.
He let his fingers slow from the rabid button mashing they'd kept to, sending out one last message to the populace before throwing the gear away from him- the urge to try calling the blonde one last time was still tingling in his fingers, swallowing down the other emotion that was lingering at the corners of his mind... There was no point getting upset the other man was gone, not now.]
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Alfred is gone. Good riddance.
[If you need him, he'll either be in Rocket HQsulking thinking, or just walking around town, trying to get out of his glass case of EMOTIONS.]
[It's been a while since Valentine's, and he's noticed the people he knows have been awfully quiet since then. He's been pretty quiet himself, perhaps a little embarrassed even, over his reaction to the holiday, almost thankful that the calls he was sending were either going through to voicemail or just not being picked up.
That was until he got to Alfred's number. Alfred was never too busy to pick up, or respond quickly after missing a call, he'd learnt that already, but now... He couldn't even get through to the number, listening to the automated message a few times before the reality of the situation could sink in. Alfred was gone.
He'd gone home... Before him.
That was.... That was just, just... unfair.
He tried a few more times to get through, moving onto text when audio was obviously getting him nowhere, trying to get a grip on what exactly he was feeling, the emotion confusing at best; Part of him was glad the other was gone, back to where they belonged (hopefully) and wasn't stuck in this hole like the rest of them, while another part of him was furious that Alfred, who had only just got here, had gotten out so easily- was making friends the way out or something? Hit a quota and you were spat out? It wouldn't surprise him in this place- it was just as stupid as Alfred was.
He let his fingers slow from the rabid button mashing they'd kept to, sending out one last message to the populace before throwing the gear away from him- the urge to try calling the blonde one last time was still tingling in his fingers, swallowing down the other emotion that was lingering at the corners of his mind... There was no point getting upset the other man was gone, not now.]
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Alfred is gone. Good riddance.
[If you need him, he'll either be in Rocket HQ
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Date: 2012-03-01 01:50 pm (UTC)Yī wàn.
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Date: 2012-03-01 05:42 pm (UTC)[The corners of his mouth lift, but his smile gets no further across his lips than that, and it doesn't even get to his eyes. He's not entirely sure what to think right now, apart from-]
Is very good to see you.
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:02 pm (UTC)[There goes any one of his friends. It had for Billy it seems like any one he's close to seems to go away.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:07 pm (UTC)[Killua was in a oddest moods lately. Even after Valentine's. He felt like he needed to connect with more people. Lose was oddly the easiest to work with.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:09 pm (UTC)[He'll calm down a little though after a few minutes to type out another message.]
You were friends?
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:12 pm (UTC)People come back? Am hoping he does not return.
[Not unless Alfred likes knuckle sandwiches.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:21 pm (UTC)Even better most of the them, forget they've ever been here.
[The brat has so many mixed feelings on that.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:23 pm (UTC)Yes, we were I'm just shock that he's gone. [They were going to have fun and Alfred was going to teach him to be a hero.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:34 pm (UTC)...
Hope fist to face will aid memory if ever does come back.
Am supposing mass disappearing means other who left will be back? Or is too structured for Monsterland to work this way?
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:38 pm (UTC)[Which is most likely the opposite of what he'll be doing for a week or so, but whatever.]
Did he leave you anything? Most people leave things have noticed.
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Date: 2012-03-01 07:45 pm (UTC)This has happened before but it even itself out. WIth people either coming back, we get an influx of newbies or both.
I've seen a friend of my come back several times already during those times.
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Date: 2012-03-01 08:06 pm (UTC)The coin and card I gave him are here.
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Date: 2012-03-01 08:13 pm (UTC)How did you find out?
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Date: 2012-03-01 08:49 pm (UTC)It's good to see you too.
[He's a bit stuck on what to say next. It would be stupid to ask how he was doing considering the situation, so he just looks down at his feet. Though, he wondered what was going through the other's head upon seeing him dressed in Western clothes: jeans, a black jacket over a white shirt, black boots. Especially since he used to detest the Westerners so much back then. Technically, he still did deep down, he had just grown to tolerate them.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 09:07 pm (UTC)[He sends the message, taking a few minutes to think before sending the add on;]
America leaving hurts more than it should.
[He's truthful about that too.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 09:10 pm (UTC)[He really wants this whole 'magical world that kidnaps people' to start making sense soon, because this whole getting used to people only to have them disappear is really going to start playing on his brain's overly enlarged paranoia centres soon.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 09:15 pm (UTC)The way people suddenly disappear from this place makes their absence intensely jarring. There's no way to predict it or control it.
I'm going to miss him greatly, too.
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Date: 2012-03-01 09:26 pm (UTC)The same works in reverse too.
[Killua hasn't seen anyone from back home. It's not helping his sanity one bit.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 10:04 pm (UTC)He moved forward, before really thinking about it, to take the other man's hand, pulling the other closer to him. They'd barely spoken since the train, but the idea of losing Yao, despite what the man had told him about the future, was not an entertaining idea.]
... Alfred is gone.
[He held the other man close for a little while longer, the odd half-embrace just enough to be a comfort, regardless of his overly pretentious, western clothes.]
Do not know when he left but he is gone.
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Date: 2012-03-01 10:09 pm (UTC)[Okay, that may have been a bit of a lie, but he was kind of annoying on occasion.]
At least will not have to worry about promise anymore.
[Because yeah, Team Rocket, despite everything, is a pretty cosy gig.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 10:29 pm (UTC)[He's more interested than he sounds admittedly, but at the moment he is a bit of a 'how does emotion' conundrum.]
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Date: 2012-03-01 10:47 pm (UTC)[action]
Date: 2012-03-01 11:19 pm (UTC)It happens without warning, Yī wàn. It happened to my family, too, about a year ago. People do come back sometimes, but so far my family haven't been among those people. [Even though he has his new family made from friends such as Envy, he still missed his family back home.]
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Date: 2012-03-02 01:39 am (UTC)NPCstrainers in Goldenrod. Literally skating; she's picked up a pair of roller-skates somewhere. She passes Ivan and backtracks a second later.]Heyya. Ivan, right?
[She studies him for a moment.]
Y'seem sorta down. You all right?
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Date: 2012-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)That explains why he wasn't in his room this morning. I got one of his Pokemon here with me.