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...I can't believe they're all gone.
[For those that know him, they'll note that his voice is softer than it's ever been before. After he makes the call he stares blankly at the phone for a moment or two before setting it down.
Those walking down Beaver Street might see Dist outside in his driveway, like he is almost constantly, but he hardly seems like himself. There are parts strewn all over, both from the Kaiser and from the car, as though he was intending to do some sort of repairs but forgot what he was doing halfway through; he's sitting amidst the mess, staring out at the street with an expression that's somewhere between misery and rage. Sol is curled up in his lap, and next to them is a pot with a single white flower. Now that Anise is gone, taking care of the selenia has fallen to him.
He may or may not snap and scream at you if you come too close.]
[For those that know him, they'll note that his voice is softer than it's ever been before. After he makes the call he stares blankly at the phone for a moment or two before setting it down.
Those walking down Beaver Street might see Dist outside in his driveway, like he is almost constantly, but he hardly seems like himself. There are parts strewn all over, both from the Kaiser and from the car, as though he was intending to do some sort of repairs but forgot what he was doing halfway through; he's sitting amidst the mess, staring out at the street with an expression that's somewhere between misery and rage. Sol is curled up in his lap, and next to them is a pot with a single white flower. Now that Anise is gone, taking care of the selenia has fallen to him.
He may or may not snap and scream at you if you come too close.]
