Room 203, Friday most of the day

[stykera]

Stark's room was packed up. Stark did not want his room to be packed up. Being packed up meant he was now left with an even emptier than normal room. He did not want that, either. That might have been why he kept unpacking and repacking one bag at a time. Or that might have been an excuse to stay in his room longer, in the hope that he would see people. Or it might have just been Stark being his not entirely sane self. It was hard to tell.

He was fairly certain that anyone who might care he was leaving knew that this was when he was doing so. He hoped so, at least. He wanted to be able to say goodbye, and any company would have the added benefit of perhaps distracting him for a few moments. He was tired of goodbyes. But not getting to say a goodbye at all was always worse. He knew that all too well. He would take the goodbyes over the alternative, but he'd rather not have to do either.





[Meant to get this up earlier, but work and life got in the way. Repeatedly. SP is everyone's friend. Really.]

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Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

"What are your plans, now?"

Re: Morning

[stykera]

"Just going back," Stark said vaguely. "I'll try to find Moya. And my friends. If I can." And there was always the faint hope of finding Zhaan again, but he wasn't willing to voice that.

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

"Will you ever come back here?"

Re: Morning

[stykera]

"I want to. Don't want to leave at all, but I want to come back. Someday. If I can. Will you?"

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded. "Yeah, I will. I have a lot of people I care about here."

Re: Morning

[stykera]

"Then I hope I'll see you here again. Someday."

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

"Can I give you a hug before you go?"

Re: Morning

[stykera]

"Of course. I would like a hug," Stark said softly.

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe went to him and hugged him tightly. "Be well, Stark. Come find me in California anytime you want a hug."

Re: Morning

[stykera]

Stark clung back just as tightly. "Be well," he echoed. "It would be a long way to go for a hug. But if I am ever there already, I will look for you."

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

"You know you will always be welcomed wherever I am."

Re: Morning

[stykera]

"I do now. Thank you Phoebe."

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

"You're welcome, Stark. I hope to see you again soon."

Re: Morning

[stykera]

Stark nodded. "So do I."

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

She hugged him again. "I should go and finish packing."

Re: Morning

[stykera]

More clinging from Stark, then a nod. "Not finishing would not be good. Go and pack then."

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe clung to him for a moment longer and then kissed his cheek. "Hope to see you again soon, Stark."

Re: Morning

[stykera]

"If not soon, then someday." These things just tended to happen. Hopefully they would keep happening.

Re: Morning

[sensethevisions]

"As long as I see you, then someday is a good day."