sirenspull | thirty ninth dance

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thirty ninth dance | voice;

I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm all back to normal now. Um, thank you for everyone who was concerned or offered to help. It really does mean a lot.

[Still, despite that good news, her voice doesn't very relieved or happy. It doesn't sound sad, either; it's carefully neutral instead as she moves on.]

That's not really all I wanted to say, though. For anyone who knew Davesprite while he was here, he's gone home. He was, um, the orange boy with the wings. The timing seems pretty bad, I know, but I'm sure he wasn't in the hunt, so nobody should worry about that. I called and it kept ringing, so... For what it's worth, though, I'm sorry to all the friends he had here.

I guess that's all I really had to say.

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Just because he's a little different than what you're probably used to doesn't make it stupid! It's not like he can control it, so... Please don't say that.

[She remembers the boy who had never seen blue hair before, and calms down.]

So, he was just born that way?

Well, not born that way, but it wasn't his choice to turn that way, either.

...So what was it, some sort of medical condition?

I don't know exactly what happened.

[She pauses.]

I'm sorry, I guess neither of us will get a chance to find out unless he comes back.

[Yeah, yeah, that's very touching and all, but...]

You mean you didn't ask?

[She sounds slightly incredulous.]

Huh? No, I didn't. It wasn't really important to me, and it never really came up.

I would've.

[And you betcha she probably would've done it as tactlessly as possible.]

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