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[river_meimei]

River is tucked under a booth, legs crossed and elbows resting on the floor. There's a notebook in front of her, and a handful of colored pens. She's scribbling in a tangled mixture of Chinese and English and diagrams; she never manages to fill a page before she slashes the work out with a frustrated jerk of the pen, and turns angrily to a new page.

She's been through a number of pages by now, apparently to no avail.

[OOC: Sorry for earlier post-and-delete -- mun was called away from the computer right after posting. Back now, though. :)]

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[destruction1_0]

"Everything fractures. Everything, and everybody, everywhere. It's nothing special."

From a distance, it might look like he decided to take a nap there on the bench.

"You want to do something about it? Don't speed up the process. That's as much as you can do right now. Later...later could be different."

[river_meimei]

River flinches.

And then, fingers clenched against her coat, nods a little.

[destruction1_0]

He reaches one huge hand down and rests it (surprisingly) lightly on top of River's head.

"I'll be around."

Pause.

"More so than usual. And not...functionally. You know what I mean."


"Thanks."

His hand is gone.

His face is gone.

And then the engineer boots are gone, and the footsteps go away.

[river_meimei]

River stares down at the crumpled snowflake on her knees.

But not, for now, at the blank notebook page in front of her.

Her eyes are damp.