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[Ever-interested in Penelo's welfare, Mjrn nonetheless feels more at ease when her friend is on the road to recovery. And since Penelo doesn't need her every moment of the day, the young Viera will be wandering the grounds of the Solidor estate. It will do her some good to stretch her legs a bit and see what is happening elsewhere.
As she wanders, plans form. Her first stop is to visit Irvine, if possible. She has heard of his status and hopes that now may be an opportunity to see him. Her concern also lays with Selphie, and she has little doubt that she will find them together. Hopefully, they won't mind a brief visit from the neighborhood Viera.
At some point, she settles down in a parlor and stares at the fire. For some reason she can't explain, Mjrn is feeling nostalgic tonight. Therefore, she takes out a carved wooden flute from her back, one carved by Jote for her a long time ago. It causes her to smile a little and she brings it to her lips. Her playing is a bit halting at first, but after a moment, her fingers relax while she falls back into old habits. The tune she plays is simple and a shade melancholy.]
As she wanders, plans form. Her first stop is to visit Irvine, if possible. She has heard of his status and hopes that now may be an opportunity to see him. Her concern also lays with Selphie, and she has little doubt that she will find them together. Hopefully, they won't mind a brief visit from the neighborhood Viera.
At some point, she settles down in a parlor and stares at the fire. For some reason she can't explain, Mjrn is feeling nostalgic tonight. Therefore, she takes out a carved wooden flute from her back, one carved by Jote for her a long time ago. It causes her to smile a little and she brings it to her lips. Her playing is a bit halting at first, but after a moment, her fingers relax while she falls back into old habits. The tune she plays is simple and a shade melancholy.]
Irvine's Room
Date: 2010-04-30 03:17 am (UTC)...
[His blame on Quistis's death still lingers with him]
[A sigh] Get a hold of yourself Kinneas.
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Date: 2010-04-30 04:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-30 04:57 am (UTC)You don't have to knock to come back in you know that right?
[Thinking it's still Selphie, grins]
Unless you have something naughty on, to which come in quicker.
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Date: 2010-04-30 05:23 pm (UTC)...may I enter?
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Date: 2010-05-01 01:23 am (UTC)...Mjrn? Wh-What are you doing here?
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Date: 2010-05-01 02:35 am (UTC)I wished to learn of your current status. I heard you were wounded.
Is my timing poor? I can return later....
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Date: 2010-05-01 06:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-01 10:56 am (UTC)[Seeing Selphie do her thing and Mjrn's reaction, chuckling]
See what happens when you run too fast Selph, [Looks at Mjrn] You alright?
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Date: 2010-05-01 04:37 pm (UTC)[Mjrn straightens, brushing herself off. Nothing serious.]
I am glad to see you both, though I wish circumstances were different.
[She looks over Irvine with a more critical eye this time.]
How is your recovery?
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Date: 2010-05-02 07:40 pm (UTC)[Looks over to Mjrn, a little more serious] Yea, I kinda wish us meeting would be a little more happier. [Shakes his head] And I'm fine, trust me Larsa was helpful enough to get someone to help with my wounds.
What about you Mjrn, how are you?
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Date: 2010-05-03 04:32 am (UTC)I am well. Penelo has been laid ill with fever, but she is now recovering. Larsa has been very generous, and we shall remain guests for a few weeks yet.
[Slightly less enthusiastic about that part, but it isn't Larsa's fault that she has no love for the cold.]
...blitzball? Ah, the Luca game. Perhaps Tidus will take part?
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Date: 2010-05-03 10:56 am (UTC)[Worry] I do hope your friend gets well, if you need anything from the Garden, I'm sure we'd be happy to give you some supplies for her.
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Date: 2010-05-04 06:42 pm (UTC)I will appreciate what aid is offered, for Penelo's sake. I would not see her relapse.
[She watches Selphie with her phone, nodding at Selphie's suggestion.]
A curious sport...I wonder how they manage to hold their breath for such an amount of time.
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Date: 2010-05-04 10:44 pm (UTC)[Listening to Mjrn holding breath] Holding their breath? [Confused and curious]
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Date: 2010-05-05 08:48 pm (UTC)Rest, Irvine. There is no need to strain yourself.
[She glances over to Selphie.]
But Rikku has returned, has she not?
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Date: 2010-05-06 10:49 am (UTC)[Looks at Mjrn] Don't worry the only time I strain myself is when me and Selphie-
[Clears throat] Well that's something we shouldn't discuss.
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Date: 2010-05-07 04:20 am (UTC)A common happenstance. Even so, perhaps she would be willing, were she befriended again.
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Date: 2010-05-07 10:28 am (UTC)[Listens to Mjrn and Selphie talk now]
Parlor
Date: 2010-05-01 03:54 am (UTC)Making his way into the parlor, Gabranth quirks a brow at the viera with her wooden flute. As far as he is aware, she was once courted by the boy he had murdered with Basch's guise.
Making no verbal acknowledgement of her, he simply crosses to the window and sits on the window-seat, his gaze on the sky.]
Re: Parlor
Date: 2010-05-01 05:53 am (UTC)But then stubbornness reasserts itself. She shouldn't have to leave! She had arrived first and has just as much right to linger as anyone.
So, she watches him warily while continuing to play, determined not to even think about departing until she has at least finished her tune.]
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Date: 2010-05-01 05:57 am (UTC)He just has his own personal arrogance now.
Once she finishes, he glances over, speaking for the first time since Quistis' death.]
You play well. It was... [He doesn't finish his sentence, instead looking back out the window.]
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Date: 2010-05-01 08:26 pm (UTC)...thank you.
[Her tone was intended to be carefully neutral, but some slight curiosity was growing. There is an air of melancholy that even she notices, though the reason be unknown to her. Then a thought occurs that forces her into conversation.]
You are troubled. Is Larsa unwell?
[Her brow furrows, hoping that Penelo's illness had not spread to Larsa. He had been at her side nearly as often as herself and is less hardy.]
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Date: 2010-05-02 02:14 pm (UTC)Nay, he is well. 'Tis another matter entirely. Naught you should concern yourself over, though I thank you regardless.
[His gaze had found her, for a moment as he spoke, but he soon looked away. He had no right or reason to speak with her.]
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Date: 2010-05-02 08:37 pm (UTC)There's a brief nod and then she glances down at her flute. She nearly lifts it up to her lips, then pauses.]
If you wish for solitude, I shall depart.