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Black Cat ([personal profile] coineater) wrote2023-12-09 10:15 am

Labyrinthum Inbox.



BLACK CAT
[un: gatto]

(note: cat is unfamiliar with this level of technology/accessible communication, and icly takes a bit of time to respond.)

(for action, he lives in a smaller than
average hill house.)


. action | text | voice | video .

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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-05-13 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[There's no response at first, if only because Fang Duobing is trying to wrap his brain around such a thing. Killed? And he doesn't know...?]

[He types a few messages, back-spacing them each time until it seems like he's been typing for several minutes with nothing to show for it. What is that supposed to mean--that he was killed, that he doesn't know what will happen? As if his life was a temporary thing. His thoughts buck at the idea itself, that Cat might be living on borrowed time.]


Why didn't you say something sooner?

[No, that's not--]

You're alive right now, aren't you? Why would that change if you left this place?
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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-05-13 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately, judgement and alarm look much the same when filtered through text.]

Is that something you should be saying 'who knows' about?

[He had thought that Cat's health was secured, slowly but surely with the improvements that they'd been making in the past few weeks. He could feel that the other boy had stopped declining at the very least, was perhaps getting a little stronger with each transfer of energy that Fang Duobing had made, on top of his others treatments.]

[He feels an all-too-familiar scramble in his thoughts, grappling for a solution to a backslide he hadn't seen coming. What does he do with this sudden looming threat that all of this was only temporary?]


What happened? Are you sure you died, and weren't just severely injured?
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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-05-25 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Wouldn't most people want to do something about it??? Though it's fair that he doesn't really know what that something is. It just feels far too unbothered of a thing to throw off. It doesn't occur to him immediately that Cat might be tucking his own worries behind that aloofness.]

[He's still too caught on the idea that Cat died. Actually died. And his response comes after another lengthy pause.]


We should find out whether that means you can't return or not. I know you said you wouldn't want to regardless, but it might matter for going elsewhere. There is a difference between being alive because you're here, because you're not there, or because your wounds were healed by some other means.