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[firstroar]

I have found no trace of Asami Sato.

I did find a small note left in our shared quarters. All it says is "Find Jack. Thank him."

Perhaps those of you acquainted with her may know something of this? If it is hers...I do not know her handwriting well enough to be sure.

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[frorn]

[ Well, Blue's been in his head before (kinda?) so Jack doesn't really see a problem with it. It's not exactly the most comfortable prospect but if it can help Blue, he's willing.

He murmurs an apology for the coldness of his hand before closing his eyes uncertainly. ]

Okay. [ He does as asked, remembering that late afternoon of being in the clouds, trying to make it snow and finding a boy falling from the sky. ]

[firstroar]

[the cold -- he seems to only recognize it when mentioned, moreso with the thoughts for snow in Jack's mind.

he's a spectator, drifting into a memory in Jack's eyes. the vision ripples with Blue's surprise, seeing himself so small, let alone...plummeting through the air. hearing himself. all the while, wondering...when is this? how close to the beginning...

somehow, though, the taste – it's called 'sweet' – finds its way to Blue's mouth, lingering even after he withdraws his hand, staring at it in silence, pressing fingertips against thumb until the warmth comes back.]