004 ;; Phone

[nodifferentfate]

I think... I think I died.

[Padmé's voice sounds quiet and confused, like she's still trying to piece things together herself.]

But, how is this possible? When you- [She chokes on the word for a second, before firmly grasping her tone of cool control.] When you die, one normally doesn't return from death. Is it the norm at this place?

[She pauses.]

And somethings still don't feel right. I'm so cold.

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[bread_goes_bip]

Things are... out of sorts here. They don't follow the natural order.

[nodifferentfate]

Yes, I'm just beginning to notice. But this?

[bread_goes_bip]

People used to come back like nothing happens. They're... meddling where they should not.

[Her voice is very firm on that last part]

[nodifferentfate]

Death should never be taken lightly... you sound as if you know what you're talking about.

[bread_goes_bip]

Well... I am Death.

[nodifferentfate]

... You're Death.

[Silence.]

Really?

[bread_goes_bip]

I'm an anthropomorphic personification. The divider of life from all that comes before and all that comes after.

Some people prefer to call me Didi.

[nodifferentfate]

Well.

Hello, Didi. I suppose I should say it's nice to meet you, but most people don't greet Death in such a fashion, do they?

[bread_goes_bip]

No... people are usually frightened, when they meet me. Not that I blame them.

[nodifferentfate]

It's expected. [What is this place? When you can have civil conversations with Death...?]

[bread_goes_bip]

Dying is scary, there's no arguing that one.

[nodifferentfate]

[She hums in response.]

But, forgive me for prying... what is it like being the bringer of death?

[bread_goes_bip]

It's a busy job. But I get to meet all sorts of neat people, so I really like that. I talk to people when they're born, too. They just never remember it.

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[extraordinarily]

There's a revival machine here, so that's why people come back from the dead after twenty-four hours. Though I think there's some sort of penalty now.

[nodifferentfate]

A revival machine...[Her voice turns worried.] What sort of penalty?

[extraordinarily]

I don't know.

[There's a sigh there, as Haruhi shrugs. Not that it can be seen over the phone.]

I think it varies per death.

[nodifferentfate]

[She sighs as well.]

What else can this place throw at people? Honestly, how terrible can it get?

[These are all rhetorical questions, of course.]

[extraordinarily]

It definitely can get... a lot worse.

[Haruhi knows, she's been here for six months. Even though she says this aloud, she's not really talking to anyone.]

[nodifferentfate]

[Padmé lets out a sound that's a cross between a gasp and a sigh.]

How worse?

[extraordinarily]

They mess around with your mind and do things... that is worth than death.

[donttellmetheodds]

[CorSec senses kicking in.]

Wait a minute. You don't think you died. You either did or didn't but...that isn't the issue here. Who 'killed' you?

[nodifferentfate]

I certainly did die, it's not something one forgets! [Pardon her snapping.She's quiet for a few moments as she thinks it over.]

I'm fairly sure it was illness.

[donttellmetheodds]

Illness... Any symptoms? Are you sure you weren't poisoned? Did you get in contact with a doctor?

[loadsaquestions]

[nodifferentfate]

I had a rash, dizziness, hallucinations... I think there were lots of people getting sick. Though I can't be too sure.

[Cool your jets.]

[donttellmetheodds]

Did you have a fever with that?

[nodifferentfate]

Yes...

[donttellmetheodds]

I'll write it down as sickness now considering the circumstances but if you suspect anything, let me know.

[nodifferentfate]

I don't believe there has been any attempt on my life- those I recognize.

[They've happened enough.]

[donttellmetheodds]

Just keep it in mind. You can't really trust the police around here so I'll step up to do what I can.

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[likescats]

[Have a voice in your head.]

NO YOU DO NOT ...USUALLY.

THIS PLACE HOWEVER, ENJOYS MEDDLING WITH THINGS THEY SHOULD NOT.

[Also quite firm about the matter.]

[nodifferentfate]

[She tenses, not completly sure weather the voice is coming from the phone, or inside her mind.]

Yes... I've noticed.

[likescats]

YOU WILL SEE THAT A LOT HERE I'M AFRAID.

[nodifferentfate]

That's not a comforting thought.

[likescats]

SADLY NOT.

[hisnameisthecaptain]

Calm down. It happens here, a lot.

It's weird and no one really likes it unless they're crazy.

What killed you?

[nodifferentfate]

[She huffs, through it's pointless due to the lack of air in her lungs.]

Illness. A lot of people appeared to have contracted it.

[hisnameisthecaptain]

That sucks. Could have been worse though.

Though, I got lucky, my first time dying here I just broke my neck.

[Not going to mention that he was drunk and tried to fly off a roof to impress a kid.

It ended with vertigo, the violent ejection of the alcohol in his stomatch and a fall.]

[nodifferentfate]

You broke your neck?!

[hisnameisthecaptain]

Yeah, they took away all my super powers when I first got here.

That's nothing compared to the time they cut my legs off.

Or that time they gassed me and left me to lay there for hours.

Or crushed me.

I got eaten by bears once...

...

You know, I really hate this place.