125 Howls: Accidental Video

[coyote_walking]

[Mercy's slamming stuff around 'straightening up' in her bedroom and muttering to herself, completely unaware that her device is broadcasting.]

This is just - dammit.

This is too much.

Jack. Ianto. Tosh. Donna. Derek. And now Mara??

I can't - I can't do this. Can't keep losing -

Dammit.

[She stops for a moment, then moves to kneel beside her bed, hands folded in prayer, with her voice just a little bit too low to be picked up, though an occasional name or sniffle might be heard. There's a louder 'Amen' and she stays there another moment, wiping her eyes before getting up and noticing the device. She picks it up and for a moment there's a close-up of her tearstained face and then the video portion is clicked off.]

Well, since I'm on...

Merlin? How do you feel about taking on some extra hours at the store?

And does anyone know someone who's good at paperwork - or just needs a job? Flexible hours, decent pay, just let me know.

Comments

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

Excuse me, are you okay?

[coyote_walking]

Not particularly, no.

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

Is that why you're looking for workers? So you can have some me time?

[coyote_walking]

Partly. But mostly because two of them worked for me - Mara was really more my partner in the store than an employee.

I'm down a couple of really good workers. And my best friend.

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

Ouch I'm sorry.

I've been the only one from my homeworld for a long time.

[coyote_walking]

Yeah. Me too.

And every friend I make here... goes home. While I'm just stuck here.

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

How long have you been here?

[coyote_walking]

It'll be three years on June 17th.

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

Wow that's a long time. I've been here for a year.

[coyote_walking]

I'm sorry. I wouldn't wish this place on my worst enemy.

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

It's been okay for me...people are nice.

[coyote_walking]

Yeah. They're nice. It's not a bad place, but...

I miss home. Especially with losing so many of my friends here.

[noshiplikefriendship]

Oh, no, don't cry.

[whatfriendshipcantbe]

What's your home like?

[friendshipistragic]

Hey. It's okay to be sad. Let it all out, you know?

[coyote_walking]

Don't worry. I'll be fine.

[coyote_walking]

I live up in Finley, Washignton. Own my own garage. It's a nice place.

[coyote_walking]

Yeah, I know.

[Voice]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Oh...

It would be much easier to try to just not get attached to people here, really. But what kind of life would that be?]

I don't think that should be a problem. Why?

Re: [Voice]

[coyote_walking]

Mara's gone. Dead and gone. We were already low staffed with Donna gone and now -

She put as many hours in as I did and -

And -

I think I just need a little time, too.

[noshiplikefriendship]

No, no, I'm so sorry something upset you.

[Voice]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Ah. Dead, even? Shit.

He keeps his tone light, a little joking, because that's what he knows best.]

Okay. Don't worry about it, I'm sure we can keep the shop whole without you for a while.

[friendshipistragic]

I wish I could say or do something else.

[coyote_walking]

It's just... one of my best friends died. And now they're gone.

[coyote_walking]

I appreciate the thought, but there's really nothing anyone can do.