Fon Master Ion (
distressedude) wrote2011-02-12 02:48 pm
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[Anise hadn't even been gone a full day yet and Ion already didn't know what to do with himself. It hurt to look across the hall and know that the room was empty. It hurt knowing he wouldn't see Anise's smiling face as she cooked breakfast in the morning. It hurt knowing he wouldn't get to spend another day with her around the village. It hurt knowing he still had so many things he wanted to talk to her about, things he needed to say to her, and now he couldn't.]
[Too many things were hurting and he didn't know how to handle it. He'd never felt something like this before.]
[And the only thing he could think of right now was to try not handling it. He needed time. This was different from the kidnappings; he may not have been able to know when, but he always knew she would come back eventually. And he would be there waiting for her. Now? He wasn't sure he could wait. Naturally, the thought that he might never see her again had already crossed his mind. Even if she were brought back to Luceti, he could be sent back before then...]
[He needed to get his mind off of things. Even if just for a day. Even if just for an hour.]
[Which is why Ion will be making his way around the village today, first stopping at the library and trying in vain to lose himself within the pages of a good book. Or a few books. From there, he wanders the areas around the plaza for awhile, perhaps grabbing something to eat at one of the restaurants despite his lack of an appetite. Eventually he'll give up on this and settle for walking the paths of the village until it gets too cold to do so anymore. By the time the sun has set, he'll be sitting on the front porch of House 1 and looking up at the starry sky, still not quite ready to head back inside.]
[Too many things were hurting and he didn't know how to handle it. He'd never felt something like this before.]
[And the only thing he could think of right now was to try not handling it. He needed time. This was different from the kidnappings; he may not have been able to know when, but he always knew she would come back eventually. And he would be there waiting for her. Now? He wasn't sure he could wait. Naturally, the thought that he might never see her again had already crossed his mind. Even if she were brought back to Luceti, he could be sent back before then...]
[He needed to get his mind off of things. Even if just for a day. Even if just for an hour.]
[Which is why Ion will be making his way around the village today, first stopping at the library and trying in vain to lose himself within the pages of a good book. Or a few books. From there, he wanders the areas around the plaza for awhile, perhaps grabbing something to eat at one of the restaurants despite his lack of an appetite. Eventually he'll give up on this and settle for walking the paths of the village until it gets too cold to do so anymore. By the time the sun has set, he'll be sitting on the front porch of House 1 and looking up at the starry sky, still not quite ready to head back inside.]
They will be bestest friends forever someday or something
Normally he wouldn't bother, but that sort of wandering looks kinda familiar.
So he's gonna just... maybe approach Ion. Uh.
Hi. ]
They can mourn the loss of their favorite ladies together, sob
[For a moment, there's an attempt at a smile. It doesn't last very long.] Hello, Riku.
They are birds of a feather~
What's up, man? ]
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...I'm sorry. I'm a little distracted today.
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So, when Ion enters Seventh heaven, he'll find Dist there, practicing a song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0454e2flnUA) on the piano there. It's very, very sloppy, but Dist has been repeating the tune over and over, so he's gradually getting the hang of it.]
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[He walks over and waits for a pause in his playing before speaking up.] Do you mind if I sit and listen for a while?
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...If you wish. I'm afraid I'm nothing short of a novice, however.
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[He takes a seat nearest the piano, for now just staring silently down at the table and listening.]
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[Action] gasp! ABOUT TIME!!
Hey—it's you...!
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...yes?
Re: [Action] Fancy meeting you here! In your entry. Eheh.
Neck's all better now?
[He shifts the cross on his shoulder, suddenly realizing—]
Ah, right... I was a lot shorter, when you last met me.
[Does the scruffy-headed tan guy ring any bells yet, or should he make sure to be completely obvious?]
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[Action] /slow forever
Re: [Action] /NO GO AWAY YOU FAILURE!!!34324
[Action] JUST FOR THAT /slow again
Re: [Action] FINE I'LL JUST PUNT YOU OFF LIVEJOURNAL!
[Action] /now I'm doing it just to spite you B)
/puts on sunglasses and kanye-shrugs :'(
/WAS HIATUS'D FOR FINALS THIS TIME ):
YOU LIE, YOU JUST SPITE ME ;~;
....../HAS NO EXCUSES THIS TIME SOB ilu
YOU'RE SO LAME. SOLAME!
NO U
W/E I DON'T NEED TO DEAL WITH THIS
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He couldn't be home for a few days. Not often, at least - only coming home at night. So, Luke is wandering again, hands in his pockets and just watching his breath form into steam in the air, when he sees Ion on the pathway near the plaza.
Oh, jeez... Ion. He cared about Anise a lot, didn't he... Luke frowns a little with worry; How had Ion been doing? Only one way to find out.
Luke steps closer to Ion and raises his head a bit to call out:]
Ion?
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Luke... it's good to see you.
[Not even an attempt to smile.]
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He can tell how Ion's feeling, too. The fact that he's not even trying to smile tells Luke just about everything. He walks closer to Ion until he's a few feet away.]
... Yeah. I just needed some fresh air... I guess you needed it, too.
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[Action] I could've sworn I tagged B\
[Action] /tags back even slower
[Action] GOD SARAH WHAT IS YOUR DEAL /stares at own week old tags
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She'll come out once she realizes Ion isn't coming in, joining him in silence on the front porch. Sometimes words couldn't express how one felt.]
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[He looks up at the starry night sky, his voice soft when he speaks.] ...it's cold tonight, isn't it?
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At least the sky is clear...
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[Hopefully the sound of snow crunching beneath his feet as he walks off the path is enough to alert Simon that someone is there before Ion speaks up.]
...Simon?
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Um... hi. What are you doing here...?
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No lectures about how he should be resting or taking it easy. No words, even, if he chooses not to acknowledge her before she gets back inside]
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Nephry?
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Yes?
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