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[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

[OOM: History will one day remember it as the last major offensive of the war, but for those who live through it there is only one thing to remember: death. So much death.]

The Makita who trudges into the bar today is almost unrecognizable as the girl who left only a few days ago. Her clothes and face are still spattered with the blood and grime of days of fighting in the streets, but that isn't uncommon for her.

No, the difference is that this Makita is hollow-eyed, almost empty. Her steps are slow and heavy, her eyes are blank, and she doesn't even appear to be aware that she's back in Milliways at all. A close look at her face will reveal the twin streaks of oddly clean skin running down her cheeks; the path the tears have scoured out.

She's not crying now. She has no tears left.

Makita has been many things in her life, but broken has never been one of them. Until now.

[This post open for days and days as it's sort of important to Makita, and likely to go slowtime since I'm still traveling. But don't let that deter you from tagging.]

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[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

He can't help but look at Kita. Even sleeping it's as if she's radiating pain and horror.

"Yeah.

"And I don't know how to stop it." He knows it's not his job to fix things. He just would like to.

[slayer_fray]

Mel strokes Kita's hair softly.

"You can't," she says. "It doesn't stop. You just live with it."

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

Under other circumstances, with other people, he might try to dispute this. But at the moment, there is nothing he can say.

"Mel...thank you for doing this. If I see Goldie or Steph, I will send them here."

[slayer_fray]

"Steph lives here," Mel informs him. "But thanks, Knox. Seeya later."

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Didn't know that," he says as he leaves. "Later." And as he goes, he fights back what might some small tears of his own.

[slayer_fray]

Mel sits on the couch for a few more minutes, before bundling Kita up like a child and carrying her into Mel's own bedroom.

Mel's a twin who grew up with not enough beds to go round. Sharing a bed with a family member is just natural to her.