Life - thin as a thread.

[Gyatso doesn't judge; he gives his comfort freely, just staying with Meryl as he needs him to. There is nothing he can say that can make this better, and so he doesn't speak.

This is the sort of comfort Meryl needs now, anyways.]

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[You know how sometimes after a good long cry you think about what you were crying for and it all starts up again? Yeah, that sucks, doesn't it?

It makes him finally move, lifting himself up to a sitting position. Wiping at his eyes with his free hand. It doesn't really help the pain stop, but he doesn't want to fall down again. He won't be able to get back up. His mind is going back to Kai's post, the sickening noises, and he feels suddenly very ill.]

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[Gyatso sits up with Meryl and makes himself comfortable. He doesn't let Meryl's hand go, as the mage doesn't want to let his go. And when Meryl wipes at his eyes, Gyatso averts his gaze just long enough for Meryl to get a moment of privacy.]

... You should spend the night, Meryl. We have the materials for a makeshift bed now.

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[He takes a moment, a few deep breaths. Don't think about those sounds, those images. Don't keep crying, or you'll surely drown in your sorrow.

But - still seeking a lifesaver might be alright. The idea sounds both strange and natural at once.

He'll leave a note over the communicators for Terence. He turns to his friend, tired, lost.]

Alright.

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[Gyatso smiles softly, then slowly stands, still holding Meryl's hand.]

Then let us get it ready.

[Gyatso offers it as a distraction. Something physical to do to distract Meryl from the pain in his heart.]

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[Meryl follows him in that quiet way a person does when they're too shocked or tired to think of anything on their own. He remembers to message Terence...and then everything goes mercifully blank in his mind. ]

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[ This entire event has definitely wracked Suzaku up. She's been mostly sitting on the outskirts of Discedo attacking the sky with fireballs. All she wants is her beyblader, nothing more. She would bring him back to life, but even she can sense something's blocking her from doing that.

So, she takes to the skies and eventually stumbles upon Gyatso's apartment, cawing in sadness. ]

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[Gyatso doesn't know Suzaku, and blinks when he hears a caw. It sounds so sad. Just like Meryl is now...]

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[Something...a bird? No, not quite. He knows that voice.]

Suzaku...?

[She's at the window, isn't she? Meryl sort of wanders over there, and opens it enough for her to peek in.]

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[ Suzaku's eyes widen at seeing Meryl and she anxiously claws at the window until Meryl lets her in. Well, she lowers her head and gets a look around.

She caws as if saying, "Can I stay here?" Her feathers are quite... ruffled. ]

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[Gyatso blinks in surprise, then glances to Meryl.]

Suzaku?

[Aka, I don't know what the heck is going on anymore.]

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[Meryl is looking vaguely surprised too...or maybe just out of it. He reaches out to stroke Suzaku's feathers.]

Kai's....phoenix.

[The other explanation for her escapes him. All that's important is that it's Kai's....and she must be upset...]

I think she needs....

[Comfort, is the word, but he doesn't get it out. Gyatso will understand him anyway ~~because he can read his mind~~, right?]

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[ Suzaku would caw happily at the petting, but it's a morose caw. She's stricken by grief, and would like nothing more than Kai to be alive. ]

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[Gyatso doesn't need to hear the rest, understanding what Meryl means. He reaches out to stroke her as well, but with the back of his fingers and hand. The monk speaks quietly.]

It's better for her feathers to use the back of your hand....

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Oh.

[Oops. Shows how much he knows...he turns his hand to continue the pettage, looking at her face.]

I'm sorry.

[Not for petting her wrong. For the pain they're going through.]

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