30 - [Voice/Private to Selphie]

[lunarianlegacy]

[When Ceodore woke up this morning, he was mercifully back in his own body. After a few failed attempts, he finally teleports to the house, grabs a quick shower, and teleports back to the tent near the lake before anyone can catch him at home. The only evidence that he's been there at all is a pile of really dirty clothing left behind. (Yeah that

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[boomchucka]

[She'd spotted that smelly mass of clothes and had practically broken down. Yes, she'd overreacted. Yes, she'd blown it way out of proportion. Yes, she'd scared him off and she's been feeling awful about that. She's been searching constantly for Ceodore and was about to give up when his message appeared.]

Of course we can talk.

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[lunarianlegacy]

About the experiment...

No. About me. I--

[Private]

[lunarianlegacy]

I won't apologize. It's not enough and I know it.

[Private]

[boomchucka]

It's me who should be apologizing...

I overreacted and blew it all out of proportion and I didn't mean to yell at you like that or try to humiliate you in front of everybody we both know.

But where are you...?

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[eidolon_soul]

[The stinky clothes pile is hard to miss as Rydia returns to the house after a morning walk. Caught between irritated and worried, she searches the house before coming to the conclusion that he's not there.

Well. She'd given him a few days to himself. Now, she expects an answer. So, she flips open her journal and....]

Ceodore. Where are you?

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[lunarianlegacy]

Camping.

[Not that he's trying to be rude, but he's still in the middle of self-imposed exile.]

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[eidolon_soul]

It's a little cold for camping, don't you think?

You can't avoid us forever, you know.

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[lunarianlegacy]

I don't care about the cold.

... how's Selphie?