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Dealing With Loss [after classes]

It hadn't escaped Ben's notice that there was something really weird going on today, which was why he'd tried to avoid speaking as much as possible.

Running a meeting would make that...not a viable solution.

He opened his mouth to say hello to the members of the club...and lyrics came out:

Maybe in another life
I could find you there
Pulled away before your time
I can’t deal it’s so unfair

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven’s so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you’ve gone away

Leaving flowers on your grave
Show that I still care
But black roses and hail mary’s
Can’t bring back what’s taken from me
I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade
I would

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven’s so far away
And it stings
Yeah it stings now
The world is so cold
Now that you’ve gone away

Ben's cheeks turned crimson. "Well, um," he stammered. "How are the rest of you?"

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Like you just heard Ben bust out with some Offspring.

Karla

Elphaba Thropp

Chat! Stare! Sing in an overwrought way about your loved ones!

As a kitty, Karla was not immune to the magic of the island. Just this morning, she'd greeted the day with a heartfelt song about sunshine, friendship, and the power of love. Other songs had followed her on her adventures, including one about how great naps were and another devoted to her never-ending quest to battle the furry snake that kept following her.

After trotting behind Ben to the meeting in hopes that he would feed her and hearing his song of woe, Karla opened her mouth to share, too. But like all of the songs she'd sang thus far today, it didn't matter what the song was about. All of her songs sounded the same.

"Meow meow meow meow. Meow meow meow meow. Meow meow, meow meow meow, meow meow meow."

There, Ben. See how she feels your pain?

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Ben snickered despite himself. "Very nice," he praised.

Karla bared her teeth at him. She wasn't sure why her songs always came out that way, but it wasn't her fault.

Besides, shouldn't he be feeding her anyway? She was pretty sure the answer was yes. She could really go for tuna. Or chicken, yeah.

"We have coffee and ice cream," Ben told her. "You can have some of the ice cream today if you'd like."

Karla could eat ice cream, oh yes. From the lashing of her tail, it might be inferred that ice cream sounded tasty indeed. He was going to get her a bowl, right? She was perfectly okay with getting some ice cream herself, but other people might not want any after she'd licked it.

Karla was just thinking of others, really.

"You can't have all of it," Ben said, guessing from the tail lashing and fetching her a bowl of her own. "There."

Karla happily leaned forward and began licking the ice cream from the bowl. She was a very happy kitten indeed.

Which was probably why Fandom chose that exact moment to turn her back into a person.

Fandom was kind of a bitch that way.

"Kriffing hell!" Ben yelped, flailing.

"Mother Night!" was Karla's ever-eloquent response.

What did one do in this position? She was stark naked, crouched in front of a bowl of ice cream--a position much less graceful when one was person-shaped--with smears of ice cream on her face and chin, and trying to cover all of her important bits at once.

On the plus side, a week spent eating, sleeping, and occasionally getting into mischief moved her from 'ghoulishly emaciated' to 'merely gaunt,' but Karla was pretty sure that no one was noticing that anyway. Instead she was just going to stay hunched over, hiding her important bits with her hands and arms and hoping that the Darkness was merciful enough to kill her quickly.

...She'd remember that whole 'Craft' thingy in a minute.

Elphaba stared for a moment. Well, that explained why the cat had been there. She also was pulling off her sweater and holding it out. "Hurry up," she said, staying calm. She also would have words if any of the boys stared, so she kept her eyes out.

"Thank you thank you thank you," Karla babbled snatching the proffered sweater like a lifeline. "Much appreciated really. Darkness just let me die now please."

She so owed Warren an apology after this. So very much did.

"I don't think dying will do you any good. I mean, then you won't even be able to cover yourself," Elphaba added, a little dryly. "Were you intentionally getting yourself messy with the ice cream?"

Yes, that was the important question.

"I was a cat!" Karla squawked, maneuvering the sweater on while remaining hunched over. She was practically swimming in it, skinny as she was. Blech. You'd think after a week, you wouldn't be able to see her ribs anymore. "I wasn't intentionally doing much of anything."

She reached up to wipe off her face and then remembered she was wearing someone else's sweater. And that she could just call in napkins. And clothing.

She facepalmed. "I hate everything," she muttered.

Elphaba made a mental note about Karla's skin-and-bones nature, but did not say anything. She had that much tact, at least.

"Well, that was my question," she said. "Whether you were more animal or Animal. I see it was the former. And I don't see why you must hate everything."t

"I was an odd mix of kindred and landen," Karla said, pulling up a sight shield and vanishing for a moment. Oh, blessed, blessed Craft. Don't worry, Elphaba, her voice still carried. "I could do Craft, but I wasn't communicating the way I did last time. Things were much...simpler."

It had been nice.

When the shield lowered, she was in proper clothing again, but still wearing Elphaba's sweater. She'd return it when she had a chance to get it laundered. There were still flecks of ice cream on the collar for one. "Let's just say, turning into an Arcerian cat was the highlight two weeks," she said dryly. "Everything else has been pretty awful."

"You've not been eating well," Elphaba remarked, no longer feeling the need to dance around it. "I don't know what has happened, but I do hope your appetite returns soon. For your sake."

"It...wasn't my appetite," Karla said, brushing her hair back from her eyes. "I used too much Craft too quickly and without enough food to make up the difference. The energy needed to come from somewhere." She gestured down at herself with a nonchalance she didn't really feel. "I look a Hell of a lot better now than I did when I came back."

Yup. Totally casual.

"Then I'm glad I didn't see you when you came back," Elphaba said. "As I imagine I'd have been able to see your skull."

Karla shrugged, not denying it. "Everything has a price. I needed the Craft for Healing. I thought it was worth it. Hopefully it's not something I'll have to do again."

She wrapped her arms around herself, trying not to shiver. She was cold again, but it was more the memory of Agio that caused it.

Why did she just have to be so... blonde, Elphaba thought.

"Well then, I hope it was worth it too," she said. "And now that you're yourself again, I think maybe you should be... building up your reserves."

It was probably a good thing Karla lacked Deadpool's ability to read narrative, or she'd be wondering what her hair color had to do with anything at all.

"I helped save lives," she said quietly, memories crowding close. "Less than a quarter of the village, but still..." she trailed off for a moment, then shook her head. "It was worth it."

She gave Elphaba a wry smile. "I think Fandom wanted to make sure I spent the past week doing little more than eating and sleeping. Which is why I spent it as a cat."

"Less than..." Elphaba's mood darkened quickly, finally grasping the seriousness of what Karla was referring to. "There was war?"

"No," Karla said, shaking her head. "It wasn't a war."

It had been a slaughter. But this wasn't the time for that. Except...well, maybe it was. This was a club for dealing with loss, wasn't it?

"A war suggests they had a chance to fight back," she said quietly.

"Then I apologize for my insensitivity," Elphaba said. "I am sorry, Karla. I hope those who were saved will remember your good deeds."

She kind of shrugged at Elphaba, waving her hand to let her know there were no hard feelings. "You didn't know. You couldn't. I don't think anyone's talking about it much. It was..."

She trailed off a moment.

"Too much," she said finally. "Too big. All of it."

"I can't even imagine," Elphaba said. "Nothing all that bad ever happens in Oz."

And she couldn't imagine it ever happening, really.

"I used to say the same thing about Kaeleer," Karla said quietly. "I was wrong. I hope you're not."

"As do I," Elphaba said. Fate would not be kind, there.

"I think I might be in the wrong group meeting," Elphaba said, tentatively.

Ben sighed and put his head in his hands. "The island is being insane today."

"I guess I should be grateful I haven't had the urge, yet," Elphaba said. "I'm not really the singing type."

"Neither, obviously, was I," Ben said with a blush.

"You were more than adequate," Elphaba said. "And the song was... heartfelt, I thought."

Ben nodded. "It's kind of the problem with today. The songs are always heartfelt."

Compliment the lovely singing voice that he doesn't really have.

Who is trying very hard not to open his mouth.

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Anakin had found an out-of-the way place to sit--he didn't want to seem like he was trying to eavesdrop on any conversations.

I want to go back to sleeeeeeep.

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