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mooglenet_backup[And with one simple video, Celes' world has turned upside down again and she's not sure what to think. Gaia is messing with her now. Time was, she'd have rushed straight over to see him, but now... that's just what she needs: time. So she does the natural thing and high-tails it out of Figaro on foot in the middle of the night.
She doesn't leave without shooting off a couple of locked text feeds first, though.
Edgar:
Something's come up. I'm leaving for a few days. Don't try to find me. I won't be gone long.
and Terra:
I'm not in Figaro right now, but can we talk? Text, voice, or in person, I don't care.
After that, she flicks on her Sky Phone to announce her departure to the rest of Gaia via voice post.]
If anyone needs me, I'm leaving Figaro for a few days. Call it cabin fever. I won't be gone long.
[For the early hours of the morning, she will be getting herself beaten up in the Sunleth Waterscape, as per her usual coping mechanisms. Once the sun starts peeking out, she'll head off somewhere else where she won't be found as easily, tucking herself among shelves of books and actually reading to pass the time.
After a while, she gets up the nerve to text Balthier.
We need to talk. Phone or in person, it doesn't matter.]
She doesn't leave without shooting off a couple of locked text feeds first, though.
Edgar:
Something's come up. I'm leaving for a few days. Don't try to find me. I won't be gone long.
and Terra:
I'm not in Figaro right now, but can we talk? Text, voice, or in person, I don't care.
After that, she flicks on her Sky Phone to announce her departure to the rest of Gaia via voice post.]
If anyone needs me, I'm leaving Figaro for a few days. Call it cabin fever. I won't be gone long.
[For the early hours of the morning, she will be getting herself beaten up in the Sunleth Waterscape, as per her usual coping mechanisms. Once the sun starts peeking out, she'll head off somewhere else where she won't be found as easily, tucking herself among shelves of books and actually reading to pass the time.
After a while, she gets up the nerve to text Balthier.
We need to talk. Phone or in person, it doesn't matter.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:06 pm (UTC)[In person, please. She's too worried to distance herself.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:10 pm (UTC)[yes, yes, troll her for her choice of escape later.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:29 pm (UTC)[action]
Date: 2011-05-19 04:35 pm (UTC)As far as looks go, she's a mess. She looks like she's been fighting things recently, but at least she's had the brains to heal herself this time. That still won't take away the exhaustion from getting so little sleep the previous night.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:42 pm (UTC)Oh, Celes....
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:44 pm (UTC)Did you see who's back?
[There are chairs for Terra to sit down in, too, if she wants to.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 05:08 pm (UTC)Yes, I did; Locke....
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Date: 2011-05-19 05:48 pm (UTC)[There's the mess of Balthier now and she has no idea what to do. She rubs a hand over her temple.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 05:58 pm (UTC)But...?
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:22 pm (UTC)I can meet you right away. Where are you?
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:31 pm (UTC)[That's all she really has to say. The rest will be explained when he gets there. She's curled up among books, tucked away in a far corner of the library, though if he asks for someone fitting her description, some of the scholars might point him in her direction.
As far as looks go, she's a mess. She looks like she's been fighting things recently, but at least she's had the brains to heal herself this time. That still won't take away the exhaustion from getting so little sleep the previous night.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 04:55 pm (UTC)[It, of course, takes him awhile to arrive as travel is not instant, but he does make it in a reasonably short amount of time. After asking a couple of the scholars where she might be found, he makes his way towards the corner she seems to have claimed as her own. He notes her appearance -- it's obvious that she's been fighting recently and she looks unwell, or at least like she hasn't slept. He frowns as he approaches her.]
Celes? Are you well?
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Date: 2011-05-19 05:47 pm (UTC)Locke's back.
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:11 pm (UTC)Wordlessly, he removed a single book from the seat of the nearest chair and helped himself to it, clasping both of his beringed hands together between his knees.]
I see. That explains why you vanished so suddenly.
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:16 pm (UTC)I just... thought you should know, if you hadn't figured it out already.
[The fact that she hasn't just gone ahead and told him what she's going to do about it should say enough that she doesn't know what to do about it.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:22 pm (UTC)She just "thought he should know." That wasn't exactly the same thing as "it's over."]
You're not sure of what to do? [It was a question, more than an assumption.] I can only imagine how difficult this must be for you.
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:34 pm (UTC)[And she is, too, but it's complicated now. She isn't feeling the "it's over" vibe and she hopes Balthier doesn't get that inkling.
His continuation gets a soft sigh from her and she shakes her head.]
I think... I just need time. I didn't want to disappear on you without telling you why. It wouldn't have been fair.
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:58 am (UTC)[Text]
Date: 2011-05-30 04:18 pm (UTC)The Sunleth Waterscape... and then the Library of the Ancients. If I'm not back in four days, send a search party.
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Date: 2011-06-02 03:49 am (UTC)[Text]
Date: 2011-06-02 04:13 pm (UTC)[Text]
Date: 2011-06-03 06:40 am (UTC)[Text]
Date: 2011-06-04 04:27 pm (UTC)Fine, if you insist. Noon everyday.
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Date: 2011-06-05 05:20 pm (UTC)[Text]
Date: 2011-06-05 06:25 pm (UTC)I daresay you're in more danger of losing other things at this point. I'll be fine. I'm not planning on dying again.
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