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[Leon was a good tracker right? If anyone could find where Blacky was, it was him. He'd bolted out after her anyway.

Why did she run away like that....wanted to forget everything...the pattern was too similar to a decision she had made last year.

She'd half-dressed up in the outfit Jake had left for her that night when she simply couldn't do it or think about all the swirling thoughts in her mind about that night and her words and EVERYTHING pretty much, and instead walked over to Uxie's dorm and knocked pretty loudly and firmly.]

It's me.

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[And on the other side of the door, a muffled voice in response:]

The door's open, wunderkind.

[No point trying to turn her away; she wasn't about to give up so easily. He'd never been the sort of creature to ignore someone seeking answers, anyway.]

[WELL GOOD because here she is kicking the door in like no big thing.]

YOU.

What did you do with Blacky?!

[A wild accusation. She has no idea if it's him or not, but she wants to remain angry in case she needs to be angry as if Lash needs a reason to be angry]

[Uxie is curled up in a drawer that's been filled with a pillow, barely visible beneath a blanket. A glimpse of yellow shows itself for a moment as Uxie peers out from his little nest, then settles back down.]

Have you mistaken me for the being of emotion, wunderkind? I do not respond to irrationality and baseless accusations. I respond to reason.

Okay then...

[She gets closer to him.]

What. The fuck. Did you do with Blacky?

I don't like to repeat myself: it's a habit of those with nothing substantial to say. If you are going to fling blame about, then I would advise you to at least explain yourself first.

[Having said so, he crawls further under the blanket, until only his tails are dangling off the edge of the drawer.]

No know perfectly what I'm talking about Uxie, don't you try to play coy with me!

[And you're doing this on purpose. Are you trying to trick her, whatever she's so angry she completely falls for it and grabs him by his tiny tail.]

And stop trying to ignore me like I'm not worth your time!

[PUUUUULL]

I want to do what you did with her!

[And Uxie is yanked out of his little blanket nest by the tails. He's only dangling upside down for a second, though, before the Levitation kicks in and he grabs onto Lash's fist and unleashes a brief spray of stars (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Swift_%28move%29) at her -- not quite an all-out attack, but enough to hurt.]

Release me, or I'll open my eyes!

[Ahh oh god, she's already looking away her eyes closed as something seems to smack her in the face. GODDAMN LITTLE BUGGER.]

Owwwww! You asshole!

[But her grip is released.]

[He darts out of her grasp, positively bristling with indignation.]

You aren't worth my time, wunderkind. Without evidence or reason, you invade my room and claim I am responsible for Blacky's fate. You lay hands on me as if I am a toy, hoping to intimidate me because you are bigger than I.

Has it perhaps not occurred to you that I cared for Blacky as well?

[Too bad she's still angry and ignoring most of that.]

You know what she said? She said "I just want to forget everything. I admit it. I'm not strong enough to deal with it."

[Points a finger]

I'm sorry, but that is more than enough proof to...

...wait what you caring for her, you were always at each others throats, that's ridiculous.

[Sigh.]

Yes, of course it is. And anyone who has ever wanted to forget anything inevitably falls prey to my foul, devious clutches. Shall I turn myself into the police for my cold-blooded murder now?

She's not dead, she just ran away, don't exaggerate.

I don't exaggerate, wunderkind.

...what.

Blacky... is dead.

...

[And she falls on Uxie's unused human bed. Lash has dealt with death before of course, hell she's killed countless both directly and indirectly. But having actually talked with someone, cared for them and then know they died...it's...very different than anything she's felt before.

So this is what a loss feels like.]

[Uxie doesn't have it in him to play sympathetic right now. Not so soon after Blacky's passing, and certainly not after the way Lash had spoken to him. He wants little more than to be left alone, and so he retreats back to the open drawer.]

Have you run out of accusations, wunderkind?

...why? Why did she...

[It doesn't make sense.]

Perhaps if she had been a little calmer, she would have displayed more caution? She was frightened, I believe, by several people breaking into her dorm.

[Don't you even DARE suggest that.]

...

That doesn't explain why she was frightened or acting like a lost puppy. I've never seen her do that before, even when she was an eevee for a while.

[Yeah, not so fun when people try to lay guilt on you, huh?]

Perhaps it had something to do with her door being smashed down in the middle of the night. I hear that tends to make people skittish.

[Yeap. It also seems to be a good way to fuel rage.]

Not if you just spoke to them and told them you were coming over!

Maybe she forgot.

You just don't forget. Like that.

Well... you're the expert, wunderkind.

What the hell is your problem?! Do you think this is funny? This isn't funny at all! Stop pretending you care when you just want to play games!

[Just want to play games like she did...]

Ah... I see you still have a few accusations left in you, after all.

[He crawls back under the blanket, this time making sure to tuck his tails around his body.]

Am I the one playing games, wunderkind? Am I really only pretending to care?

I don't know anymore.

[Goddammit, she really hates to be the one on the receiving side of these questions.]

Alright...supposing you did it, but you also cared for her.

Why did you do it then, knowing what would happen?

[It's all theory of course. But it's what makes the most sense with what he's said. She thinks. Man it's hard to figure out anything when dealing with Uxie. She also hates the fact she admires him in that.]

[There are countless things he could say to her. That Blacky wasn't long for this world, and wasn't a sudden impact better than drawn-out suffering? That he couldn't bear to see her so miserable, and had hoped that a blank canvas would eventually bring her happiness? That he truly was the loathesome creature that Lash believed he was, and it had only been an idle game? That he'd seen so many short little lives come and go that they had, as Blacky said, lost all meaning to him, and he'd simply forgotten how to care? That he found ghost minds easier to peer into than dark-type minds, or some other selfish, horrid reason?

...He's too tired for his games. Too tired to shuffle truths and half-truths and outright lies and see if this little human can tell which is which. So instead, a mumbled quote:]

The Pixies though they love us, behold us pass away,
And are not sad for flowers they gathered yesterday.

[Unfortunately, while she might have gotten Uxie's tone, Lash did not understand what he meant. At all. Pixies? Flowers? Why would he gather flowers, or did he gather flowers knowing she would die, did he really love her and could only know he would watch her die anyway, was it-]

...

[But she doesn't say anything. For some reason it seems like the both of them are tired, and whatever the answer is, maybe it's better for her to stay in the dark.]

[And after a long silence, the little lump of pixie curled up under the blanket speaks up again. Quietly, wearily, in a whisper that's weighed down with ancient grief.]

I would like to be alone now, wunderkind. If you have any more accusations to share, please get them out of your system now.

[Of course you still have to be a dick about everything don't you?! But it's not a an accusation, just a question.]

Did she suffer before dying? Was it quick?

It wasn't painless, but it was swift. She died almost instantly.

[Thankfully.]

Good.

[She walks out and closes the door a little less dramatically-than-before.

There might have been a tiny bit of tears in her eyes. Maybe.]

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