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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-11 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh--oh. Coda knows Yakko. He wasn't aware of that. Suddenly he feels really, really bad. He's not really sure why, because he's pretty sure it's a good thing to tell someone if something happens to people they care about, but he also didn't think... he didn't mean to hurt them.

And, too, as the air grows colder, so does the pit of his stomach.]


... w'you mean?

["This place?" Mono thought he was just gone missing. He didn't think...]
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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-11 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't know Peter or London, but he recognizes the name Artemis. Gil had told him to look out for him. He was supposed to be here too, there was a room and everything, but Mono never got to see him. He just wasn't here anymore.

So Coda's saying Yakko's gone like that too. Just not here anymore. Nothing took him, nothing unmade him, he's just. Just.



His toes are getting really chilly.

Mono isn't sure what to do. He's caught between processing this new loss and looking at Coda who's doing the same, and they're so sad and Mono has half a mind to try and comfort them, but he feels so terrible himself, the thought just feels flat. And he doesn't know if he'd trust himself to do a good job. But to just leave them there seems so mean.

So he jumps off the cold table, alighting upon the couch, and just takes a seat next to them and draws up his knees. He's a few inches separate, as close as he can get without that bothering feeling rearing its head.]
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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-11 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Mono mulls that over. "We don't get each other for long here." He's been here for about two or three months, and it's actually on the much longer end of how much time he's been able to have with someone at a time. But that it's not long enough--that's true. That's always true.

He makes a curious little noise at that last part. Not always good for him? Well, sure, he was a toon in real life (as "real" as this city can get), but it didn't seem to stop him. In fact, his cartoonisms followed wherever he went, wherever he touched. He and Mono were having so much fun. Was it bad?]
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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-11 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[... Oh.

Wait, hold on, so the people--when they come back, do they... come back whole, or...?

Ah-haha...well. They'll be fine! They're still themselves, no weird zombies, no demons (...) none of that stuff. But whatever killed them, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...doesn't always heal right away.


He'd assumed at the time that Yakko's knowledge was all secondhand, or it didn't bother him. Maybe he was wrong. And maybe, though Mono is intimately familiar with death--wearing it like a shroud, clinging to him like the breeze of displaced air as he moved--Yakko wasn't. Like the youngest of the children he ever knew, it still scared him to see something die. Because he wasn't meant to be real.

This is so hard to think about. He just misses his friend.]


I spent all day looking for him, [he murmurs into the crook of his elbow, in that scratchy, miserable way.]
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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-11 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Mono eyes the hand. He does want that touch, that comfort, but he feels so unsteady and it's dangerous to rock the boat. He's not quite as badly shaken as he was when Gil had decided to take the initiative and just scoop him up and hold him against his chest, but he's still heartbroken, and he doesn't know if he wants to start crying again. It's not as if it felt like a bad thing before, but it's exhausting.

But touch is nice. Even if it might always make him just a little antsy. He unfurls an arm, placing a hand down that pushes slightly towards Coda. Asking for permission that he already has.]


Um, I... what's a memorial? 'N a water balloon?

[He doesn't know what he wants to do, to be honest. If he wants to do anything. He's used to just... having to move on, no pizazz, no glamour, no ceremony. It might be nice to do something, but what? He can't imagine anything that'll make him feel better.]
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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-12 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Right. Yeah.

[Maybe he'll break into that museum again. It wouldn't be the same without him and his physics-defying stunts, though, and... he was always much better at having fun than Mono.]

Are water balloons a game?
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[personal profile] lostintransmition 2021-06-14 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He does! His experiences with them are limited to television and pictures, the definition of them as vehicles, and breaking into an old box of deflated ones in an abandoned store once, but he knows them.]

Oh. [It's a play fight.] Yeah, I think... Yakko'd like that. A lot. Bet he'd make a cannon...

[They did hijack some "historical" cannons from the museum, among the hijinks of their escapade. It's how they skipped finding the stairs to the second floor indoor balcony. He'd also fully pulled out a comically painted carnival one from his pocket to get to the third.]