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[fortunefail]

[It hadn't taken long for Yuan to notice she was gone. Despite that he'd secured a safe place for her and Cooro to stay, she'd vanished in the chaos. Whatever personal belongings were still left in their ruined house had disappeared as well. All that was left were her last messages, etched into the wall of her room. Not that he cared much what they said.

It wasn't the work of Yazoo, or any other murderous resident he'd been trying to protect her from. It wasn't the work of one of the many demons and spirits that'd invaded the village these past few days. It was the inevitable fate that she'd met twice before. To think this happened only shortly after it literally started raining demons and Summon Spirits... Well, at least she wouldn't have to face all this destruction.

Time to let people know, then.]

[Written]

To anyone who was acquainted with Martel, she's been sent home.

[That's all he's willing to write. His message may go unnoticed in the midst of all this chaos, but at least he's fulfilled his obligation. If anyone needs him, he'll be inside the ruins of their old house. You know, the one that sank partly into a tunnel and then caught fire because of the electrical wires. Not a particularly safe place to be, but at least he won't be bothered by too many people here. That is, unless they know where to find him. There's a female summon spirit standing guard outside. Good luck getting past her.]

Comments

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

And how did he do that?

[fortunefail]

Through battle.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Can I do the same? [He can take you... maybe.]

[fortunefail]

No.

[She's already got a pact with Sheena and now she was tamed by Yuan too. Any more would be insane.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Get out of the way.

[He's rapidly losing patience and there is no power cap. And he's got three lackies strong enough to kill a powerful Shitennou. God only knows what could happen.]

[fortunefail]

Give me one more order and I will be forced to attack.

[The sad thing is that if Zoisite had just asked, instead of telling Celsius to back down, he'd already be inside the house by now.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[He's very much not the asking type.]

Go ahead. I'm not going to back down to the likes of you.

[fortunefail]

[Celsius takes an offensive stance, ready to kick some serious ass. That's when Yuan exits the house behind her. It was kind of difficult not to overhear an argument that was basically taking place on his front lawn. Or, well, what's left of the front lawn. He doesn't look very pleased.]

What do you want?

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[you - you really are down there! yuan, you idiot.]

What are you doing in there?

[fortunefail]

[What, did Zoisite think Celsius was lying? Yuan's hidden himself in stranger places, really.]

What's it to you?

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[He was more or less hoping that Yuan would have enough sense not to lock himself in there.]

Do you really have to ask? [You're my friend, dumbass.]

[fortunefail]

[It's not still burning or anything. It's just a dusty, soothy wreckage. And it was his home for the past two and a half years.]

I don't need your pity. [That's what he sees it as, even if Zoisite is his friend. People are feeling sorry for him and he refuses to let them.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

I don't pity. [doesn't matter, get the hell out of that thing before it falls on you.]

[fortunefail]

[He'll risk it, kthanx.] Then leave.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

I can only stay if I pity you? [He'll stay and keep guard if he has to.]

[fortunefail]

No, you can't stay at all. Learn to listen.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

I'm not leaving you here to get crushed.

[fortunefail]

[Scoff.] Don't be ridiculous.

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Look at that building! It's not safe!

[fortunefail]

It doesn't matter!

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Like hell it doesn't!

[fortunefail]

You and I both know you don't really care! Just stop pretending and leave!

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

What makes you think I don't care?!

[fortunefail]

I've known you longer than today. You don't care about anyone but yourself or your precious master.

[He wouldn't be saying these things if Zoisite hadn't caught him on a bad day, but he does believe it's true.]