[Seychelles dashed out of Blitzball practice early today, and ran home to get a little something she made last night. So now she is walking to England's house carrying a small tupperware container. She has a determined look on her face. Nothing is going to deter her. There will be no failure on this mission...And, as usual, she has a faulty inner ( Read more... )

[Seychelles has gotten all dressed up, trying to look as pretty and mature as she can. She is making her way towards France's house, intent on asking him out. She's sadly oblivious to the mother's day effect, and is muttering encouragement to herself.]

Okay, here goes. I can do this. I know I can...

[Her goal is France, but feel free to approach her ( Read more... )

What the hell was I thinking? I'm not nearly strong enough for this. Stupid.

[Seychelles is limping home in the middle of the night berating herself for her own gung-ho stupidity. Learning Blitzball from Jecht was one thing, but learning to fight? What had made her think that was a good idea? In addition to the way she is limping along clutching her ( Read more... )

[Her coach had told her that she needed to work on her aim. So Seychelles is in the new graveyard, using England's grave as a target for the soccer ball she brought along. Not that she's upset with him for getting his stupid bushy eyebrows stuck in stupid Westport. And she certainly isn't worried. Not even a little....]

Damnit, Eyebrows.... If you ( Read more... )

[After her confrontation with England, Seychelles had gone home and sequestered herself in her room. She told the Mayor (of Townsville) that she wasn't feeling well. And used the same excuse that morning to avoid school. Today also marks her first absence from blitzball practice. All day long she sat in her room and just thought.

The conversation ( Read more... )

[Why on earth had England taken her from France. Seychelles has been bothered by this question for a while now. So she's going right to the source. Knocking on England's door, all serious business. If someone else answers, she'll just wait for England to return. So here she is, walking up to his door. Giving herself a little pep talk.]

Okay, don't ( Read more... )

[Seychelles is putting in a little phone call to one of her fellow nations. There are important things to discuss.]

Hey Japan, It's Seychelles. If you have a minute, there's something I need to ask you about.

[Inspired by a comparison between herself and Taiwan, Seychelles is walking toward 504 Ricardo street with a determined stride, muttering to herself.]

Okay, this is it. I'm going to do it today. I'm going to tell him.

[She marches right up to the driveway, turns toward the house..........and then scampers away.]

What am I thinking? I can't do this! ( Read more... )

[Seychelles is a little overwhelmed by the number of phone calls. It's like every phone in Mayfield is ringing constantly. She keeps answering though, in the vague  hope that it might provide some information about the the town. Or maybe 'cause she keeps hoping that France is calling her. One or the other...]

Hello? This is Seychelles speaking. Who ( Read more... )

[Seychelles is suddenly roused from a peaceful sleep by an unfriendly alarm clock. It's set for school, but she doesn't know that. She sits up and blinks at it sleepily]
Huh? Why is that going off at this hour? I'm not meeting with my boss until 10...

[She looks around the room, stops, rubs her eyes and looks again.]

Wait a minute... This isn't my ( Read more... )