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[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*And thus, Death wanders into her office, leaving the door open a crack in case anyone wants to talk.

Students, teachers. For therapy, for help, or just for a chat and some scones.*

*... right, there's also a sign on the door!*
ENTIRE SCHOOL:
MY APOLOGIES FOR MY ABSENCE YESTERDAY. THERE WERE MANY THINGS TO ATTEND TO PERSONALLY. IF YOU HAVE ANY CONCERNS WHATSOEVER, OR SIMPLY DESIRE COMPANY, FEEL FREE TO COME IN.

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[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death smiles.*

People say that often. And when I ask if they've looked everywhere? Often, my point is missed. Why do you think that, I wonder?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Probably because people who think that are past laughing.

*Laughs only a little*

Is this where I tell you it's not in the last place I looked?

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Most likely. Where are you looking? And, well, what's wrong? Where do you think it's gone to?

*Introspective questions: the way of counseling.*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*Stares at her. *

Well, I don't know. What's wrong is I'm scared...scared of what? Being alone I guess. The people I love all die...and I can't stop thinking about them. All of them, in my past. I can't let it go.

Yes, that's it. I can't get beyond my life before here. I liked my life before I came here. Since I've been here it's tears and weirdness and zombies.

And I...
*should she tell?*

I'm afraid that everyone that I love dies because of me.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((ooc: I'm playing on as if Death helped CJ realize her problems, just so you know. It's cool to slow play this...but I'm sick of playing angst for a while.))