023 - Rinoa - Video

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[Have one extremely distraught Rinoa. Her face is blotchy with tears, but there's something more than the pain of another loss. She's angry.]

You know what, I've had it! Garland's playing a game and it's not funny! I'm not playing any more! I'm serious!

[She flips the camera around to show a room - Squall's room, still containing his things, but missing its most important occupant: Squall himself. On the bed is Squall's discarded phone. Rinoa picks it up, strides over to open the window and throws the phone out. Then she climbs onto the window ledge and turns the camera back to herself, her face set.]

I'm gonna find him.

[The sky rushes up, and Rinoa is gone.]

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[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Rinoa?

[That does not sound good, and Raine's got a fair idea what's happened... again.]

Wait! What are you doing?!

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[Several hours later...]

Don't worry about me, Raine. I should have done this a long time ago.

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Oh like she's not going to worry. And nag too. She's all about being independent, but practicality comes to mind too.]

I am worried. You can't go alone, it's not safe.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

What's the point of being safe if everyone is gonna disappear anyway? Just - just go away!

[And she cuts Raine off.]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Raine frowns at the phone, and if Rinoa could see it, is looking very much like Squall in a bad mood. Doesn't stop her from being concerned for the young woman's safety anyway.]