Life after Death

[Oh hey it's Pico's voice and she sounds like she's about to lose her mind.]

HELP! HELP! NOIR'S DOWN! There's this creepy Ghost girl and she like...pulled something glowing out of his chest! Hurry someone! I can't do anything!!!!

[The sound of wind whistling in the backround, grunting, the sound of fist hitting things and the cackling of ADR-01. There's sounds of pain from Noir and four words]

I love you Gaia.

[Then a heavy crunch and silence]

[Sounds of people groaning]

Pico...are we dead?

No...dead doesn't hurt like this. What happened?

I remember that Moosemon jumped out at us...then...did we get attacked by a headless horsemen?

You must have dreamt that.

Yeah..yeah probably...what's this soft thing...G-gaia!?!

Oh this is gonna be good.

And as the detective watched the twin taillights of her car getting smaller in the distance a light rain began to pour down around him. The light of the lampost she'd left him other bathed him in a golden hue like an angel's grace. That's what she'd been to him...a fallen angel looking for repentance...too bad in the end she'd had to make a deal with the devil to get it.

But that's how life plays out in the big city, love and loss, stories are a dime a dozen to those tunes especially for a poor slub private eye working out of Crime Alley.

*The sound of a book closing*

That's one's one of my favorites...I mean sure the gumshoe doesn't get the girl...they hardly ever do but that was pretty action packed eh Tiff?

*Silence as Tiffany is still in her coma...and then the sound of Noir shifting in his seat.*

Tiff? Tiffany can you hear me?

What's wrong Noir?

What's going on?

...tears...she's crying.

...but she's not awake.

...*sigh* No...*Pause* Maybe I should have picked a story with a more upbeat ending...

[OOC: Italics are Pico, bold is Yaamon]

Mel, I need words.

First off, how have you been? I've been kinda busy so I missed a few of your shows...what are you up to lately?

Hey Noir?

What's up?

You ever get the feeling you were being watched?

Sure.

Oh good it's not just me then.

I'm also a hyper paranoid headcase who believes that roughly sixty to seventy five percent of the digital world has plans to kill him.

You're not making this easier on me.

Where's my D-comm I gotta send Link a note...

[faillock to Shadow Link]

Hey man it's been awhile, I'm done hiding out so I hope Vio's not still mad for...ya know. I'll be moving back in tonight, Beastboy's got this creepy Lolita hanging out in his room and sleeping in his bed.

Anyway I've been thinking and it's time for me to admit something to you, my shadow powers kinda still suck compared to what they used to be back home.

Your shocked I can tell.

Anyway, you're the only guy I know with similar powers. Would you train me? That way when you guys are done planning and we actually start doing I'll be useful. I'd really like to learn how to make a good shadow blade like you can.