Quest 190

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[Voice Post]

[The audio switches on to the sound of shaky, uneven breathing, punctuated by the occasional sniffle; it is immediately evident that the person behind the device has been crying, and is doing everything she can to keep herself under control long enough to speak. Perhaps it would have been easier to rely on text for this post, but there is something removed, something impersonal, about the thought of delivering this message in writing. So she will speak, even if she has to fight to retain her composure every step of the way. When she finally does manage to find words, they come in a thin voice that trembles every so often, and threatens to crack at any moment.]

My best friend once saved the whole world.

[She draws a slow breath, then continues:]

He showed me once--well, no, a few times, really. They made a movie about what he did, you see, and he had it and he showed me. We watched it together. I remember thinking I could never do the things he did--I was scared out of my wits, just watching those events on the movie on the screen. I could hardly imagine what it must have been like, being there in person. But he was, and he did, and the world--the whole world, every bit of it--was saved. Because he was there.

He...he was always there. For me--for anyone who needed him. I think I just needed him more than most other people. He once...he once burned his eyebrows off, saving me from a dragon, and oh, didn't he look silly afterwards--and I teased him about it, too, and took pictures, but I was always so, so glad, even so, because if he hadn't been there...I don't know what I would've done if he hadn't. There were a lot of times like that, when I don't think--when I'm not sure what might've been, if he hadn't been there. But he always was.

He was.

[She swallows hard.]

That's...what he's doing now. Sam Witwicky, off to save the whole world. It needed him again, and he...of course he...

[And now, at last, her voice breaks, and a single sob escapes her lips. As she reaches to switch off the Network device, intent on ending the recording before she breaks down any further, her last whisper reaches the microphone.]

He's really gone.

[And then, with a click, the recording ends.]


[OOC: BRB CRYING FOREVER. So Sam has left the City and returned home to save the world once again during Transformers 2; Rosella is understandably distraught, considering she's just lost her best friend of a year and ten months. But at least he managed to say goodbye, so...she's not quite as much of a wreck as she might've been. But please, won't someone give the poor princess a hug? :( ]