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Sender ID: tilfrosset (Jill Warrick)
To: Public
Subject: Clive's Departure
Warnings: Possible mentioning spoilers for the end of FF16? Let me know if you want to avoid them.
Good evening, all. This is Jill Warrick.
While I do not enjoy announcing bad news, I am aware he had a fair number of acquaintances who should be notified that Clive Rosfield has left. It seems his last day here was yesterday, perhaps early this morning.
[If this all sounds cold and businesslike, it's on purpose. It's far easier to pretend that she hasn't been crying her eyes out all day through text than any other method of communication.]
With that said, though we did not have plans for a grand event, I must also announce that there will be no wedding. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.
[Inconvenience? Sounding like she's putting others out as if she's not the one who lost her other half. But of course, years of hardening her heart against emotional disruptions sure taught her how to fake it until she makes it. Or at least attempt to, badly. She's experienced loss before, but this? It's different.]
Sender ID: tilfrosset (Jill Warrick)
To: Public
Subject: Clive's Departure
Warnings: Possible mentioning spoilers for the end of FF16? Let me know if you want to avoid them.
Good evening, all. This is Jill Warrick.
While I do not enjoy announcing bad news, I am aware he had a fair number of acquaintances who should be notified that Clive Rosfield has left. It seems his last day here was yesterday, perhaps early this morning.
[If this all sounds cold and businesslike, it's on purpose. It's far easier to pretend that she hasn't been crying her eyes out all day through text than any other method of communication.]
With that said, though we did not have plans for a grand event, I must also announce that there will be no wedding. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.
[Inconvenience? Sounding like she's putting others out as if she's not the one who lost her other half. But of course, years of hardening her heart against emotional disruptions sure taught her how to fake it until she makes it. Or at least attempt to, badly. She's experienced loss before, but this? It's different.]
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[They've had this discussion already. She doesn't want to pull out the long list of her crimes again and lay them out next to the cold chicken wings. All she knows is that perhaps this is the long overdue karmic retribution she had coming to her. She took husbands from their wives, fathers from their children, and now fate has decided it was time to have the one consistently good thing in her life taken away. One must feel the pain they enacted to right the world.]
How dare I expect to live the way I have been when I didn't afford that to others?
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[There's a line of questioning here that he knows might pull her from this. But it's a gamble. But Jill's spiraling. And sometimes, a shock to the system is a good way to...recalibrate.]
[Slowly, Darin takes a sip of his drink.]
Is that what Clive would say?
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[She knows Clive went through a period of self-loathing. The man had one single mission on his mind, then his entire life got flipped upside down, and the next thing all he wanted was his own death.
Time has passed in the form of years and through hard work and many conversations between them, Clive grew to accept himself, his faults and strengths both, with Jill at his side. Which brings her to her next point:]
But I was there for him. He's not here for me.
[She's not alone; there are others willing to be there for her now, but she feels lonely. How does she describe that feeling in words?]
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[At this point, Darin stands and, for a moment, Jill might think that maybe he's had enough and intends to leave. But instead, he takes his chair and drags it very loudly, very pointedly, until he's right next to her.]
[Darin might not know Jill especially well, but they have a remarkable amount in common. As he does with a lot of the Dominants. And gods above has Darin been in similar situations before — feeling like he was all alone in the world. Like his sadness, his pain, were inconsequential in the grand scheme. People with power, they're expected to just endure. Their bodies might bear incredible power, but their hearts are human. They feel pain. And no amount of callouses and scars can ever truly dull that.]
[He takes a heavy seat, then reaches out an arm and drapes it across her shoulders. Darin's never been one for personal space or boundaries and he won't be offended if Jill pushes him away. But Darin remembers a time when all he wanted in the world was to feel the warmth of a kindred spirit. A hand on his shoulder. A hug. A shoulder to lean on. His adopted father gave him that and it was a moment of true realization: that Darin didn't have to be a monster sometimes. That, sometimes, he was allowed to want to be cared about. He was allowed to not want to be alone.]
...I know.
[His words are low and soft. Full of empathy.]
I know he's not here for you. And I know I'm a pretty poor stand-in but...
I won't let you be alone. Even if that's what you say you want, I'll be around. Somewhere.
Because I'm your friend.