- 87 [Accidental voice / Action]

[fortunefail]

[Locked]

[Yuan's scribbled something in his journal. It's a tally on how often certain people from Aselia have arrived in Luceti, to his knowledge. He was hoping to find a pattern, but there doesn't seem to be one.]




[Voice]

[And just as Yuan finishes locking up the filter, something distracts him, causing him to activate the recording function without realizing it. It's a soft but rapid tapping sound.]

Oh, Selene. [Footsteps, and a window opening.] It's snowing again, hm? ... Come in, then.

[The window is shut again and the journal catches a glimpse of Yuan walking past, holding something small, grey and fluffy in his hand. He's on the other side of the room now, but his voice can still be heard if you listen closely.] I doubt the cold will let up any time soon. It'd be best if you continue to sleep here until winter ends. ... No, I won't mind at all.

[He returns a moment later to find that the journal is recording him and shuts it with an annoyed grunt.]


[Action]

[Four years. Four years of being stuck in Luceti. He remembers being astounded for his first anniversary, but four years is something he never expected to happen. Compared to the long life he's already lived, four years might seem like nothing- just a small fraction. Yet Luceti's always been so hectic, so full of painful and awkward experiences that those four years seem like an eternity in itself.

Martel is in Luceti. Yuan still hasn't spoken to her since she left the house to meet with Mithos. Not properly, anyway. He knows she's all right, because she sent him the occasional message on the journal system, but nothing concrete. He never got around to telling her anything about Cruxis, the Church of Martel, the Desians, the Renegades... All the mistakes they've made after her death. ... He couldn't even tell her that she'd died. But how much had Mithos told her by now? How far would he have twisted the truth? He must've told her who's responsible for his death penalty. There is no excuse for this, Yuan knows that, but he still feels the need to explain himself to Martel.

It's leaving him very restless and the fact that Lloyd is still staying in the house isn't exactly helping that. Despite the cold, he's been venturing out into the forest every day to train- 'Train' being a very generous word for it, because most of the time is being spent just sitting and thinking in peace.

Feel free to catch him either by house 8 or in the forest itself.]

Comments

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[Yuan is carrying something. ...And it looks like something cute!

Grune peers closely at her journal, but she can't quite see what it is. And so, after a moment, she asks:] Yuan?

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

[Oh, great. Another response to that unfortunate-- Ah, it's Grune. Yuan can't bring himself to ignore her.]

Yes?

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

Did you make a new friend?

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

Not precisely. Selene's been visiting me for over two years now.

[Mostly during wintertime, really. Selene enjoys being outside, but she detests the cold. Such a spoiled little bird.]

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[She leans in a little closer, trying to get a better look at Yuan's friend. Maybe they can be friends, too!]

It's nice to have visitors, isn't it?

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan's 'friend' is currently settling down on top of Yuan's wardrobe, where she has a little nest all to herself. But if Grune asks nicely, maybe she'll come back down to see what all the fuss is about. Meanwhile, Yuan will be trying his best not to make a fuss.]

Hm. I suppose so.

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[And now Grune is kind of ignoring Yuan in favor of waving at Selene. How well this comes across in a voice post is up for debate.]

Hello there!

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

[Now Selene is wondering just who that lady in the book is calling out to. She hops down from the wardrobe and flutters over to the desk, landing right next to the journal to peek down at it curiously.

Say hi to the cute little owl, Grune!]

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

Oh, my. [She giggles.] Yuan, your friend is so cute!

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

... Hm. If you say so.

[Yuan would never admit that finds Selene a bit endearing. He just calls it obnoxious.]

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[?]

Oh, don't you think so?

[Voice] 1/2

[fortunefail]

No, not particularly.

[Voice] 2/2

[fortunefail]

[At the sound of that Selene ruffles her feathers indignantly and hops over to Yuan's hand to nip him in the finger. Hard.]

Ouch! You little-

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[Blink.]

Oh, my. That wasn't very nice at all.

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

[See, Grune, this is exactly why Yuan will never openly admit that she's cute. If he does, her ego will go through the roof.]

She's quite the devious little one. [Selene puffs out her feathers again at that remark, but lucky for Yuan, his hands are now out of pecking distance.]

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune watches those feathers puff out in concern.]

Selene, you should be nicer to Yuan. He's a good person.

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

[Selene responds with "I know!", which will only transfer as a short hoot through the journals. Oh, animal language barriers.]

It doesn't matter. I've known her long enough to realize she doesn't mean any harm.

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

That's good. It wouldn't be very nice at all if she meant to hurt you.

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

[Oh, Grune. Selene did mean to hurt him, but it was more of a warning than actual malicious intent.]

No, it wouldn't be nice. [He throws a pointed glance at Selene, who tilts her head away from him in a way that only owls can manage.]

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

Would Selene like a visitor?

[It would be fun to play with her!]

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

She came here to rest. I don't think- [Yuan breaks off suddenly. He has to, because Selene just started squeaking at him, her small wings flapping to make an even bigger fuss.]

... On second thought, I'm sure she would like that.

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

All right! I'll be right there!

[...Eventually.]

[Voice]

[fortunefail]

All right.

[Yuan will be here. Yyyup.]

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[And after a good long while, have one Grune knocking cheerfully at your door!]

[Action]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan is a bit surprised at the knock- he half expected Grune to forget all about their little 'appointment', but here she is. He answers the door with a mild smile nonetheless.]

Grune.