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Character(s): Urd, open!
Content: Urd has lost her true love. Can there be comfort?
Setting: Urd and Ge -- ...Urd's house. :( In M6.
Time: Sunset, week 41
Warnings: None.
Note: To consolidate any and all visits from friends, this log is kinda "party style", as in one comment chain for each visit, all in this post. Thanks!

It was so quiet without him around anymore. Urd never realized just how much life Genie brought to the house. Baking in the kitchen or racing tiny motorcycles through the hallways, impromptu concerts and performances, jokes and songs. Now the house was silent as the grave. Now the house was dull as dirt.

She'd run through a gamut of emotions already. Fear, anger, denial...but there was nothing left but to accept it now. But Urd was tired now. Losing Belldandy twice had been bad, but there was always the knowledge that they were from the same world, to say nothing of the fact that the younger goddess was reunited with Keiichi. And when Belldandy vanished, Genie had always been there to comfort her and lend her some of his seemingly endless strength.

Why did they always leave her behind? In this world and the next, Urd was always watching someone's back as they moved on without her. In the empty house that had once given her so much peace and joy, she pulled her knees to her chest.

Laharl's words still echoed dimly in the back of her mind -- she wasn't giving up yet. She would see him again. Even if it took eternity. Even though her heart hurt so very much, she could feel Genie's power through the pain, thumping along in time with her life. He would always be with her.

Right?

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"Drinking with friends is always better than drinking alone," she said quietly, leading the way down the hall to the tea room. Based on the number of empty sake bottles around, Urd had gotten a head start.

She sat on the floor cross-legged, pulling close another cup to pour the strong alcohol into. Passing the bowl-shaped cup to Vyers, she smiled wanly. "Well?"

Krichevskoy nodded a short thanks, took the cup, and looked over at Urd curiously. "Well...?" he echoed, not sure what she meant.

She tilted her head, eyes dark as they took him in. "You're here to comfort me, right? Being nosy suits you."

He sat down nearby. "Now... I would not call it being nosy," he said, and took a drink from the cup. "I thought you might not want to be alone."

Alone...no, she never liked to be alone. Urd looked down into her cup before tipping it back and draining the contents. "Mm. You know...I'm half-demon." She glanced at him and then away again. "I went to live with my sisters and my father when I was still a kid. I grew up being feared and distrusted by everyone except my sisters."

She paused, lifting her hand to scrub it over her face in a tired motion. "I never felt as accepted as I have here. And Genie's the one who made it possible."

"It is difficult to get past prejudices in any world, it seems," Krichevskoy mused, staring ahead in thought. "But there are bound to be more people like your sisters and those who made you feel accepted here, of that much I am certain."

He paused and took another sip. "I am surprised though. I never would have guessed you were half-demon." Though it made a lot of sense looking back on things.

"Really?" she said with a small, sheepish smile. "Most people say they aren't surprised when they learn." Urd moved to pour more sake into their cups. "It's not like I'm ashamed. Being half-demon, half-goddess is what makes me who I am. I learned that a long time ago."

As she gazed down into the cup, her eyes welled with tears again. "He...he accepted all of me, without question. I think he even loved that part of me too."

Krichevskoy smiled at her softly. "Someone may not fit the mold of what others believe they should be, but that does not negate who or what they are. Someday I hope the 'what' will not matter." For the sake of those like Urd especially. The people caught in between always seemed to be the ones that suffered the most.

"I have no doubts that you will meet him again in time, but until then I ask that you remember that there are others here who accept you as well."

She laughed quietly, even as she blinked away the tears. "Why is it you're only charming and sweet during times like these?" Urd looked up at Vyers, seeing the wisdom and dignity within him that so often went ignored on a daily basis. "Are you saying I can count on you as a friend?" She wanted to hear him say it.

Krichevskoy huffed and turned his head to hide an undignified pout. "I am charming and sweet at all times. You simply didn't notice." He glanced back at her. "But yes. You always could."

She smiled at the familiar indignant pout, feeling the grief inside soothe a little. She would find a way to move on even if she'd be alone -- truthfully, Urd was used to being alone -- but it made things so much easier knowing Vyers and the others would still be there for her.

"...thank you."

"There's no need to thank me. I am only telling the truth." And he was absolutely certain that others would say the same thing--in their own way, of course. "And I will stay here as long as you need."

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