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[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust can't even bring herself to bother with a video. She's growing so sick of making these types of announcements, but they need to be done. Or so she feels. When someone passes out of a world, it should be noted.]

For those of you who knew him, I'm afraid that Mr. Boone is no longer among us.

His contact is inactive and an unhatched egg of his was transferred to me. I...don't know about the rest of his team.

[A pause.]

And...please spare me any sympathy. I've had more than I can bear over the last few months.

[Now she's going to go somewhere and drink copiously. Or possibly join a nunnery, both seem appealing options at the moment.]

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[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Well that's not good. Especially on top of all the recent losses they've had in the house. Harry's himself has been falling back into old habits since Henry left. Mostly being by himself and writing. It's ....easier. It's always been easier.]

[And yet he goes to find Lust in the house.]

Do you want to go out somewhere?

[He'll skip the sympathy as she asked, mostly because he knows himself it can just start to feel so empty.]

[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust is in her room, on her floor, surrounded by a very subdued pile of Eeveelutions. Some are draped over her, some wrapped around her.
She looks up when Harry makes his offer, thinking for a brief moment.]

[She never knows what she wants, in these times. There's no desire to talk, she's had this talk so damned many times now. She knows sulking does no good.]

...a bar. A cheap, dirty, dark bar.

[The sort of place no one ever goes to celebrate or indulge in revelry. A sad place.]

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[Possibly to the surprise of his daughter he has actually been to a few of those in his life. And seeing as Lust's probably going to end up there anyway, Harry nods.]

We can probably find something.

[Even if they don't talk, he'll feel better knowing she's not there alone.]

[a_sin_for_him]

Good.

[Lust pushes most of the Eeveelutions off and away, to struggle to her feet. She's in her Sad Clothes, Timothy's old yellow jersey and a pair of black leggings. And she doesn't intend to change before going out, either.
A shaky hand through her short curls is the only attempt she makes to groom herself. Today is not the day.]

I can't drink alone at home again.

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

That's understandable.

And sometimes it's better to get out of the house.

[It can be suffocating, he knows this all too well. However his tone is casual, he doesn't want to press her. So he'll wait by the door.]

[dreamsofahero]

Perhaps we should start a club for those who've seen so many people come and go?

*it'd probably be a drinking club, but hey*

[a_sin_for_him]

That would be a very miserable club, I'd think. All of us long-timers moping about...

[dreamsofahero]

Perhaps we could bring cards and board games?

[a_sin_for_him]

Or alcohol.

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[fuelthefire]

[About two hours after Lust makes her audio announcement over the network, there's a knock at her front door.

Outside on the porch is one (1) Psycho. He has a Sylveon draped around his neck, a Darumaka in the crook of one arm, and a large brown paper bag clutched in his opposite hand.

Open the door y/n?]

[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust does indeed open the door.]

[She's dressed in her Sad Clothes, half of which will be immediately recognizable to Krieg. Unlike her usual well put together and fashionable ensembles, she's in a pair of old black leggings and the ridiculous yellow jersey that had once belonged to Timothy.]

[It's still the most comfortable piece of clothing she's ever worn.]

[She's accompanied by a very petite Sylveon of her own, looking as downcast as her trainer. Baby's grown up since her contest debut.]

Hello, Krieg.

[fuelthefire]

[The sight of that yellow shirt is not a particularly pleasant one, honestly, and his hackles raise for a second or so before he reminds himself it was Timothy's.]

Hey, Miss Fitz.

[He holds out the brown paper bag. It clinks gently with his movement, because there are two bottles inside.]

[a_sin_for_him]

[For Lust, the ridiculous shirt only held one association. Despite the reasons she took it from him in the first place.]

Come in, if you'd like. The house is...quiet right now.

[She moves out of the doorway and Baby follows, to give the large man room to come inside.]

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[captainash]

Where was he last seen, and what Pokémon did he have? If he was near Pewter, I can keep an eye out for them.

[It's pretty much the only thing he can do, really.]

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[a_sin_for_him]

With me, in Goldenrod. We were a pair.

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[captainash]

Well, that sucks.

[That's as much sympathy as he'll openly offer, if she doesn't want it.]

If you have bottles of his favorite drink around, this might be the best time to open them.

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[a_sin_for_him]

Yes, it very much does.

I do, as it happens. He liked his drink.

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[cyan_maid]

[It's a shame Jane left right on the first for her Bunnyquest, or she'd be coming to visit. As is, a message is all she can send, but better than not saying anything at all.]

I...think there's a place out in Lavender Town, or near it, that's been taking in Pokemon for the people who've left, if they don't go to the rest of us. If that was something you wanted to pursue.

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[a_sin_for_him]

Ah, yes. I've heard of that place.

Well, at least I know they're cared for.

Thank you.

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[cyan_maid]

Don't mention it.

[. . .]

You know, I...I'll be away for a little while on my Bunny Quest, but when it's all over...would you like to come over for tea?

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[a_sin_for_him]

I think I'm going to be doing some traveling myself.

But yes, I'd like that.

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[Christ.]

[It really is a curse, isn't it?]

[At this point, Heather is kind of glad she never really bothered getting to know any of Lust's flames... it makes it a little easier to be the kind of support she probably needs right now.]</sub>

Hey, Lust.

Wanna go tire ourselves out doing something physically taxing and brainless?

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[a_sin_for_him]

Later, yes.

I'll be fine. We were only together for six months. They usually last at least a full year.

[It's difficult to tell if Lust is making a dark, dry joke or not. Even she's not entirely sure. But it's true, it's generally a full year before her men vanish.]

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[foolishwren]

_{[It's not like dark, dry jokes are unusual in this household.]}

Yeah.

But hey-- you guys still went for it and had six good months. That's something.

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[a_sin_for_him]

We did. It was something, and it was nice.

But good god, I've gone through this enough.