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mooglenet_backup[She'd been hoping... she'd been hoping and praying to whatever gods or goddesses existed in this world that she'd been wrong. A first if there ever was one. Celes didn't normally want to think of herself being wrong. But this?
This she'd prayed for.
The answer she'd gotten when she returned from Memoria, when she'd finally gotten her courage up to call his phone... that clinched her fears. The dead signal, the moogles complaining that she'd cracked her Sky Phone and how hard they were to fix when they were that bad...
The general had nearly thrown the phone back in their faces. Luckily for everyone involved, all the static on her phone could pick up was the sound of her punching a wall in anger. Her voice echoed down the corridor and through the staticy phone, and a smear of blood remained, marking the place where Celes' frustration had been made known.
The next phone that was offered to her really was thrown across the room. The moogle that had brought it to her must have been new and didn't know not to anger her. So in her wild rage, she'd taken the Sky Phone and smashed it into the wall farthest from her. The moogle left in a hurry.
After that, she'd taken refuge up on the roof and that's where she can be found all night. Another brave moogle soul comes up to give her another phone. Having spent herself throwing things in a private room and wearing herself out, she takes the phone without response, curling herself away in a shadowed corner of the rooftop and letting the wind ease her aching heart.
Eventually, she uses that phone, clicking it onto voice feed. She can't bear to use video right now.]
...If anyone sees Locke... tell him... [what, that she misses him? That she's angry with Gaia for taking him right from in front of her?]
Tell him I'm looking for him.
[Her voice isn't strong at all. It's nothing like it normally is. Her tone is tired, aching, voice so quiet the phones almost don't pick it up at all.]
This she'd prayed for.
The answer she'd gotten when she returned from Memoria, when she'd finally gotten her courage up to call his phone... that clinched her fears. The dead signal, the moogles complaining that she'd cracked her Sky Phone and how hard they were to fix when they were that bad...
The general had nearly thrown the phone back in their faces. Luckily for everyone involved, all the static on her phone could pick up was the sound of her punching a wall in anger. Her voice echoed down the corridor and through the staticy phone, and a smear of blood remained, marking the place where Celes' frustration had been made known.
The next phone that was offered to her really was thrown across the room. The moogle that had brought it to her must have been new and didn't know not to anger her. So in her wild rage, she'd taken the Sky Phone and smashed it into the wall farthest from her. The moogle left in a hurry.
After that, she'd taken refuge up on the roof and that's where she can be found all night. Another brave moogle soul comes up to give her another phone. Having spent herself throwing things in a private room and wearing herself out, she takes the phone without response, curling herself away in a shadowed corner of the rooftop and letting the wind ease her aching heart.
Eventually, she uses that phone, clicking it onto voice feed. She can't bear to use video right now.]
...If anyone sees Locke... tell him... [what, that she misses him? That she's angry with Gaia for taking him right from in front of her?]
Tell him I'm looking for him.
[Her voice isn't strong at all. It's nothing like it normally is. Her tone is tired, aching, voice so quiet the phones almost don't pick it up at all.]
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[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 08:29 pm (UTC)[Relm sounds almost concerned. She knows that sometimes, all her childishness needs to be discarded for other peoples' sake. And so she tires her best to forget that she's tired and upset and furious and stuck somewhere weird and to be mature and strong instead.]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 09:17 pm (UTC)...I will be.
[Which is neither a yes nor a no, but is probably closer to a no.]
Are you back yet?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 09:24 pm (UTC)You back home?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 09:26 pm (UTC)Yeah. I haven't been here long.
If you're stuck in Memoria, just keep moving forward. Eventually, it'll let you out at the end. Try not to worry too much. They're only memories.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 09:31 pm (UTC)...you think he's gone?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 11:15 pm (UTC)...Seems like it.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 08:48 pm (UTC)Celes....
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-18 09:16 pm (UTC)Terra... are you okay?
[And there's confirmation that at least two of her friends are still here.]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 01:33 am (UTC)I'm...still in Memoria. I'm sorry. I wish I could be there right now.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:34 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:36 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:41 am (UTC)I'm not going anywhere.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:48 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:54 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 04:03 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:31 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:23 am (UTC)Celes.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:40 am (UTC)And here I was thinking everyone had left. Don't tell me you're stuck, too.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:47 am (UTC)[He pauses, and then-]
Is it true, then?
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:53 am (UTC)[She doesn't even have to ask.]
....I saw him. His phone won't connect.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 03:58 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:33 pm (UTC)I'm staying in Figaro. I'll make sure nothing happens until you get back.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-20 05:47 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-21 02:02 am (UTC)I won't let you down.
[Having something to do will certainly help.]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-23 02:02 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-23 02:53 am (UTC)I'll be sure to do that. They should know not to doublecross me by now.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-23 04:28 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-24 04:35 pm (UTC)[She's... half-teasing, while trying to make herself feel a little bit better. She wouldn't hurt moogles... er, well, normally anyway. Phone safety, though, is totally up for debate.]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-29 04:50 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-31 09:40 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-04-02 04:28 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-04-02 03:39 pm (UTC)[Because goodness knows once he's back there will be enough spice to go around.]
[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 06:14 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:34 pm (UTC)Yeah. He... I can't reach him.
[It's so hard to admit she saw it.]
[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:41 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:42 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:43 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:45 pm (UTC)It's hard not to be sure when you saw it happen.
[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:46 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:49 pm (UTC)He'd better give Kefka a beating for me.
[voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 08:04 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:26 pm (UTC)Then... he is missing.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:30 pm (UTC)...Something like that.
[Missing or disappeared.]
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:35 pm (UTC)[The words aren't enough; she knows this, but they're genuine. Her own grief is still too fresh to merit elaboration.]
I'm sorry.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-19 07:38 pm (UTC)...At least tell me Memoria was kind to you.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-20 09:53 am (UTC)I was parted from Shain, yet he was found and cared for. I now make my way to collect him.
[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-21 02:22 am (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-22 05:32 pm (UTC)[Voice]
Date: 2011-03-23 02:04 am (UTC)