fortunefail | - 82 [Voice / Action]

[Yuan's returned from the draft, only to find his house in shambles. Sliced armchairs, lacerations in the wall, upturned furniture, broken floors thanks to Ground Dasher magic... And of course his curtains have been torn. The damn curtains always get damaged. The room he just finished redecorating is a lost cause. Hopefully, the Malnosso will fix the brunt of the damage.

It's not hard to tell who caused this mayhem. The sword Yuan confiscated from Mithos a few months ago is gone, and besides, no one else would be stupid enough to break into his house. His hands shaking with anger, he hastily throws up a filter. Not a perfect one, but at this point he doesn't care if someone actually bothers to hack it.]

[Mithos]

Mithos! You- Who do you think you are?! If you dare to break into my house again, you're dead!

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[And shortly after this, he discovers that one of his most important possessions is gone. The jewelry box is still in his room, lying on the floor underneath a window, but the contents are gone. That's why anyone passing by house #8 will see Yuan kneeling on the ground outside, searching frantically through what's left of the snow. Very frantically. The chances that Mithos actually tossed his precious rings out the window are very slim, but he has to try.]

Damn it all! Where are they?!

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[instant serious]

What'd he do?

I'm sure you can wager a guess.

[The fact that his house hasn't been burnt to the ground to top it all off is actually surprising.]

Not really. Mithos never went to my house and-

[But he had Ozette destroyed.

Let that sink in for a minute.]

[He's back to running his hands through the snow, now.]

... I should hope the Malnosso repair most of the damage.

Yeah. But that's not really the point. I kinda hope it drives Mithos nuts that it all gets fixed, though.

[Hmm. ...Small cold metal thing. Sheena closes her fist around it]

[Yuan doesn't notice. He's still searching the ground himself.]

It won't matter to him. He merely wanted to vent his frustrations and get on my nerves. ... He succeeded in both those intentions.

But he didn't really get rid of your rings.

[Mithos didn't need to get rid of them. Just 'misplacing' them is enough to send Yuan over the edge, so carelessly tossing them out the window is even worse. Of course, he won't admit that outright.]

He didn't exactly leave them alone either, now did he?

I'm just saying it could've been a lot worse.

Hrm. [Yes, that was the best comeback he could give. And now he's moving forward a bit to cover more ground.]

I found it, you can stop looking.

[He immediately looks up at her, before holding out his hand.]

[and she drops it into his palm without a word about it. Here, Yuan. Will you be my ex-boyfriend?]

[Once the ring's safely in his hand, he pushes himself to his feet before slipping it into his pocket, where it can join its counterpart. He won't meet Sheena's gaze when he says it, but...]

... Thank you.

Sure, no problem. Try not to let Mithos trash your house again.

[hoping Mithos doesn't come by to bother her, either.]

[Oh look, the first real smile of this conversation.]

I'll be sure to set some bear traps.

He's not a bear, though.

[they are much better at this bantering]

That doesn't mean the traps will be any less effective when they snap around his foot.

What if he just flies over them?

I'll conceal them, obviously.

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