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[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ah, Mysidia. Ursula was a bit delayed in reaching the mage town, thanks to other issues. Nonetheless, the princess has kept to her word and with Ceodore at her side. An unusually quiet, distant Ceodore. She's still not certain what has triggered the change in his demeanor, but there just hasn't been time alone to ask. Maybe she'll find out later, when he stops denying that he's fine.

At any rate, she's now wandering the town, heading in the vague direction of the Hall of Prayer but also content to explore until she runs into the white mage. The princess is curious as to how the other town from her world is adjusting to Gaia, and so she'll be stopping to chat with anyone who will give her the time. The temporary change of scenery is welcome and she plans to take full advantage of it.

At some point, Ursula pauses abruptly and peers around with wide eyes. She could have sworn she heard a very familiar voice....]

...Mother...?

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[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[While Ursula wanders the town, Ceodore will just linger a short distance away. He's not mad. Heck, he's not even sure what the heck is bothering him so much about that stupid rumor. But he's not about to leave her alone, even in a location as safe as Mysidia. Ursula can handle herself, but if anything did happen to her, Yang would snap him in half for it. Of that he was certain.

So he'll be following along like a little lost puppy, noting how small the community seems from what he remembers. He can't help but notice Ursula's pause and question, however.]

Uh, huh? Urusla?

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

[It's been an eventful few days, between the arrival of the injured stranger and making preparations to go out to the Soil Desert. But there's still time for prayer. There's always time for prayer. When the guests arrive she looks up from praying for the injured man's health and for a safe journey, smiling.]

Ursula! Ceodore-

-hold still.

[And with no warning but that she descends upon Ceodore with a hairbrush. He has airship hair again.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Watching Porom fuss at Ceodore, Ursula tries not to smirk but can't help it.]

It's good to see you again, Porom.

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula peers around intently, then frowns, stumped.]

I...did you hear her?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore frowns and tries to shoo Porom by flinging an arm over his head.]

Hey! Cut it out.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Hear who?

[Ceodore's looking around but really has no idea what she's talking about.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[She sighs, shoulders sagging.]

I thought I heard Mother, but...I must have been mistaken.

[She manages a smile and straightens, not about to let that get to her.]

After all, if she was here, we would all know about it.

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

Fine. You can do it yourself.

[She hands him the hairbrush. Sorry, Ceo, you're not escaping this encounter with unbrushed hair.]

It's wonderful to see both of you in person again. The skyphones are amazing devices but they're so impersonal.

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula nods in full agreement.]

At least they allowed us to meet again. We would have arrived sooner, but I had to return that item I found to its proper owner. At least that matter is settled.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore chuckles and nods. Fabul's queen isn't a quiet woman.]

Sorry, Ursula. You okay?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[No sorry, he doesn't want the hairbrush and will be shoving it back at Porom. Maybe he doesn't want airship hair either, but he's already touchy about other stuff and can we please not humiliate him in front of Ursula?]

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

[She's not going to be overtly pushy about this with Ursula around, she is the twin with some tact after all, but she is going to be passive-agressive and refuse to take the hairbrush back. And periodically give him glares that somehow communicate 'brush. your. hair' until the airship hair is dealt with.]

That's good. You've both been well, then? Has his highness recovered fully?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, really.

[She pauses and looks him over, wondering if she should ask.]

...are you? You've been a little quiet. Are you sure you're all right with accompanying me?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula nods.]

He's doing well. I would not have suggested us departing were it otherwise.

The town seems astir, though. I kept hearing about an injured traveler...?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Fine. FINE! But he's not staying here to do it. The girls are talking anyway and he feels like a third wheel so after an annoyed snort, Ceodore will just walk off where he can't be seen.]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Sure. I don't mind. Let me know if I get in the way.

[You know, in case your mystery beau shows up and you want alone time with him. SIGH.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Okay, that earns him an odd look.]

Get in the way of what?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

You and that guy. Or whatever you and Porom were going to do.

[On one hand, he's a derp for believing it. On the other hand, at least he's derpy enough to blurt out what's on his mind. More or less.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

...what guy?

[Ursula is completely in love with Delita, of course. Which is why she has forgotten all about him and their meeting.]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

The one you met in the gardens at the party.

[He's forgetting that there was some sort of blip in that system, but is remembering having gotten an invite that he thought was from her.]

I heard about it. Um, sorry if...

[Heck pretty much for existing at this point. His self-worth is totally shot.]

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[Ursula raises an eyebrow.]

Oh...him. Now I remember. You heard about that?

[And then she frowns.]

Ceodore....

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Y-yes?

[Why is she only just remembering?]

[praygenius.livejournal.com]

[Porom nods.]

He arrived a few days ago, injured from falling from his chocobo. He's doing much better now, he's still in the infirmary if you want to visit him.

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

[She crosses her arms, less than pleased.]

Just what kind of person do you think I am? Do you really believe I would kiss you and then go run off for a romantic encounter with someone else?

[monk-princess.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wouldn't want to disturb his rest. I'm glad he's doing better, though.

[She watches Ceodore retreat and shakes her head.]

He's been a little odd ever since we left Troia. Maybe I was wrong to encourage him.