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[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
"Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."
*Beep*

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[onerthes]

[Oh, it would have sounded really damned weird, if Reaper hadn't told her that she'd died, Vira hadn't known for a fact it was the second death, or if she hadn't talked to Max yesterday. She knew enough that it was still a little weird, but a lot less than it could have been.

But, instead of weird? It was intensely awkward. Not 'I jabbed you through the eye and now you're insisting on being my friend again' awkward, maybe, but oh way up there. She was pinching the bridge of her nose, trying to think about what to say, feeling the lingering hurt of that conversation bleeding away in just the insane, awkward moment going on here.]

Whatever we were arguing about, I forgive you. We both said some hurtful things to each other. I think it was pretty important at the time, Chloe, but I accept your apology. [Sigh] We're... uh... cool for the moment.

I think... how about we just accept that we were arguing because we both wanted the same thing really badly, and only one of us could have it. And we can both be temperamental, so it might come up again one of these days, but I still forgive you.

[Translation: She still wants to date your best friend who you totally don't remember right now, and she totally knows that might blow up in her face on day, depending on how things go.]

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[tagartist]

[ She lets out a sigh of relief, because she'd actually been worried about her telling her that it had been too important and that Chloe could piss off. ]

Sweet. I don't really like fighting with friends. I know I was in a... A really bad spot, even if the details are fuzzy, and I probably just took that out on you. Sometimes I do that. It's one of those inherent character flaws, I guess.

But thanks for understanding. Seriously.

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[onerthes]

I... don't like fighting with you either, Chloe. But I think this is as much my fault this time as yours, if not moreso. Still, let's not worry about it for the time being. Ok? We're... cool. Yes, we are cool.

[She sighed and smiled.]

Don't mind me. I'm awkward at this sort of thing.

[Who isn't awkward at making up with the amnesiac friend/former casual sexual partner you'd totally been trying to date the best friend/soulmate of because they don't remember any of that crap, Vira? Seriously, Jerry couldn't even come up with this stuff.]