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Fon Master Ion ([personal profile] distressedude) wrote2012-11-17 06:41 pm

026 ~ [Voice/Action] | Forward-dated to Sunday

[It's been two weeks since the incident with Arietta, and there was still no sign of Anise in the village. They never even had a chance to speak before she left for a mission, likely in an attempt to put some distance between herself and Ion after their argument. It's strange to think that the last time they went this long without speaking to each other by choice was around this same time last year, though for a very different reason. He's been so caught up in dealing with all of this that he actually let the anniversary of the day he first confessed his feelings for her pass by without a single thought!]

[It was strange to think so much time had already passed. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about it really.]

[But sometime in the late afternoon, he opens his journal. There's no need to bother with a filter while Anise is still out of the village, and it isn't as though Arietta is the one he's trying to reason with here. Her anger is easier to understand and deal with. There's an uncharacteristic hint of exasperation in his voice when he speaks, having spent the last week and a half mulling over this without any obvious solution coming to mind.]


How do you stop two people who hate each other from continuing to hate each other? [Not a very eloquent way of asking, but it's the simplest way he can think of to explain the situation.]

Though this isn't the sort of problem I'm expecting an easy answer to, I was hoping someone might be able to offer some suggestions. Or perhaps if anyone's had any experience in dealing with a situation like this, it might be of some help.

[And regardless as to whether he's heard any solutions to this problem or not, he'll be spending the remainder of the evening in various places around town. He spends about an hour at the library, not quite able to concentrate on his reading. Giving that up, he goes for an aimless walk, lingering on the various bridges around town for a few minutes before moving on again. He probably looks more spaced out than he usually is, and the cold chill in the air probably isn't helping matters. By the time he arrives back home, it's been dark for awhile and he's shivering quite a bit. He probably should have worn his winter coat today.]
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[personal profile] mysicksadlife 2012-12-15 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[This might be a lost warning when people in Luceti seem to believe everything they hear, but...]

I'm not so sure I believe things just because these people you say are our kidnappers tell us them. It'd make a lot more sense for them to lie to us.

[In short, the Malnosso are probably behind a lot more than they claim they are, if they exist.]
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[personal profile] mysicksadlife 2012-12-15 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Daria takes the hint at secrecy, and makes a mental note to ask around about the subject in a less obvious way later on.

They're also finally getting to reasonable evidence to suggest Ion was right.]


That makes more sense, at least. Thanks.