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[Bobby's looking pretty obviously worried here. He's just read Kloe's post, and the note from the previously unheard from Deior, and he's not happy. He's also not in the barracks. If people might be going violent with others who're stuck out there, he's absolutely not going to hide in the barracks.]

For anyone who's left outside the barracks - if you need anything, or if I can help in anyway, let me know.

[He has vague intentions to barricade himself - and anyone else who wants to - but those won't solidify until later. This is mostly just because he's a little freaked out over the possibility of this affecting some of his friends.]

Raven? You're good, right? Aara, Claudia, Chloe, I know I saw you posting, but I'm double checking. Asuka?

Xanth? Bryn, Tumnus, Malkus?

[Bobby manages to refrain from requesting a status report, but it's a close thing.]

Check in, guys, will you?

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I...

I am not okay.

[It's a running mantra. Little emotion. Shock. Despair. Facing reality.]

I am... not.

[She sounds miserable, yes, but can Bobby dicern every aspect as to why?]

[Oh. Shit. That's more than just her being sick. Something bad happened.]

Why aren't you okay?

I... [Her weak voice wavers here.] ...am not--

[A soft whimper cuts off what Aara had been about to say. A light sniffle, followed by a raucous cough ensue. It may be hard to tell, but she is coughing and crying at the same time. She is too miserable to care that he hears her now. Something finally clicks in her mind, however, and the audio shuts off.]

[Even though he'd already figured she was sick, hearing confirmation of it isn't any easier.

His voice is pleading and torn.]

Aara please. What happened. Do you have someone looking out for you, at least?

She's gone.

She's gone...

She's gone...

Bobby. She's dead.

[She didn't hear his question--or if she did, she does not concern herself with it. She, Aara, does not matter right now. What matters is Zhaneel. And Varric.]

[He pales somewhat. People couldn't be dying. He'd already had enough death.]

What? Who's dead?

Zhaneel.

[Her voice is so broken and quiet, the word is barely discernible.]

Zhaneel is dead.

[There's a moment's pause. Zhaneel. It's a name he recognizes, but only barely. The gryphon he'd met out in the snow.]

Aara. I - I'm so sorry.

[She sounds more miserable, sicker than before.]

We were going to fly together.

I know there's not really anything I can say to make it better. It hurts, and it doesn't feel like it's ever going to stop. And maybe it doesn't, but it does hurt less.

And. Here, death's not supposed to stay like that, right?

[He doesn't believe it, even as he says it, but he's pulling out everything he can think of here.]

[Silence for the longest time--then, finally, a blissful sigh.]

Zhaneel...

...

Zhaneel! You came back.

[A giggle--though it sounds off slightly.]

Bobby. She came back. She came back.

I have to go. Zhaneel and I are going to fly together. Like we promised. Yes. I will cook, after.

Want anything?

[Oh shit. Didn't that Kloe lady say something about hallucinations?

Yeah. She did.]

Aara, where are you?

Mm. Heading outside.

[There is still that blissful tone to her voice.]

You wanted to fly too, right Bobby?

Yes...

Was can all fly... together...

Like we promised.

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