56th Draw = Something's not right... [Voice/Action]

[selphie_t]

[Something's just not right in the house when Selphie wakes up. There aren't any arms folding her into a warm embrace that she has to worm out of and the other half of the bed and decidedly cold. Ceodore's the late riser of the two of them unless he's plotting something and even then, he would've tucked the blankets around her. Instead, her back is exposed as she rolls over to discover the mess that their room has become. She's sitting up immediately and sees the broken window and his sword and armor knocked over and scattered across the floor amidst crushed glass.

She's gotten too soft in the place as a remarkably bitter expression plants itself on Selphie's usually smiling face for several minutes. Her hands are instinctively wrapping around a teddy as she hugs it tightly to herself. Why hadn't she woken up? The sounds of the droids breaking and entering into their room usually would've had her awake in an instant as she falls into a small pit of regret. She should've been able to stop this. She could've helped him, protected him. Like she'd made him promise all those months ago.

We protect each other.

And now he's not here and she's feeling a bit lost. Had any of the others heard anything? She can't just assume that it's the Malnosso up to their old tricks but it's really the most logical decision but Selphie's refusing to believe it. The destruction of their bedroom is enough of an indication but she has to make sure as she reaches for the clothes she'd laid out the night before to get ready to face the day. With that done, her nunchaku is gripped with a white-knuckled grip and her journal is in the other. She steps through the mess and doesn't even wince as she feels glass shards biting into the skin of her feet before she's hobbling upstairs to bother her housemates.

Eventually though, she opens the journal and puts out a general query to the people of Luceti. But not before she looks down and sees the damage that she's done to her feet. Nevermind the fact that she could use Nala's magic to heal herself but she's got some lovely glass in her feet and she's not prepared to pull it out.]

[Filtered to Dr. McCoy.]

Uh, Doctor McCoy? Is there any chance you could make a drop by House 32?

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Has anybody seen Ceodore today? He's been a puppy for the past few days but he hasn't left my side and he's always the last one in the house up. So if anybody's seen him, could you let me know? He didn't leave a note or anything and it's not like him to... wait it is...

Ceodore if you're listening, please tell me you're all right?

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[paladinlost]

[Cecil is in his room, trying to shoo out the last few ravens through the open window, completely oblivious to any kidnapping that might have happened downstairs. Telling his about it might be a good idea.]

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie knocks on the door and waits for him to open it.]

Cecil? It's Selphie.

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[paladinlost]

Selphie?

[He goes to open the door, followed by the remaining ravens. He opens his mouths to greet her, but the state of her feet suddenly catches his attention.]

What happened to you? How did you get hurt like this?

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Hmm?

[She hadn't noticed what she'd been walking on so this is the first time she's looked down at her feet. They start crying out their protests of pain as Selphie grimaces.]

Ow. Leaving mine and Ceodore's room.

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[paladinlost]

Sit down. You should not walk on these.

[He ushers her toward a chair, and starts rummaging through his belongings to find anything that could serve as bandages. He finally takes out one of his scarves.]

Did a glass fall to the ground? I can go clean it up, if you wish.

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[She seats herself on the chair as she shakes her head.]

You... haven't seen Ceodore have you? [Please just let him be training... this is all just some cruel joke.]

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[paladinlost]

No, not since his latest transformation. Is he staying at a friend's house?

[Looking those feet over now. He wipes some of the blood off, but he wouldn't dare try to pick up the shards with his hands, and a Cure spell would be useless with them still in.]

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Ow! [She can't hide that wince as her face drops to stare at her lap.]

I think he's been kidnapped...

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[paladinlost]

[Upon hearing her words, Cecil drops Selphie's foot. Cecil drops the scarf he was using. Cecil drops everything he was holding, everything he was thinking. He cannot even raise his gaze to look at her.]

...What?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ house calls. hah. ]

Sure thing, kid. I'm on my way.

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Thank you. You'll have to let yourself in though.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Fine with me. Just sit tight.

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

See you soon then.

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ and with that confirmation, McCoy closes his journal and prepares a first-aid kit instead. and once he's finished, he abandons his research at the battle dome clinic and heads over to house #32. ]

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie's waiting patiently in the kitchen with a towel underneath her feet so she doesn't get anymore blood on the floor. McCoy is going to have her head for this isn't he?]

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ following a trail blood. how grim. it's possible she might escape a scolding from McCoy if he finds out how she sustained those injuries, although the blood in the kitchen is enough to incite rage in the doctor and he looks at the towel. ]

Sorry for keeping you waiting, kid.

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

It's fine. Thanks for coming.

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[falenandawn]

[A worried frown crosses Frey's face as he hears this message. Not good.] Selphie?

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie slaps up a filter asap.]

Frey? Please tell me you've seen Ceodore.

[Voice/Filtered]

[falenandawn]

[A long pause.] .....I'm sorry, I haven't.

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[If she had the energy, she'd scream in frustration.]

...I see. [Don't ask if she's all right, Frey. The answer should be obvious.]

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[falenandawn]

.....I'm coming over, ok? [Not waiting for an answer, he's already leaving.]

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

See ya soon, then. [She's been hoping he would.]

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[falenandawn]

[He'll be there soon, not bothering to knock at the front door. Selphie needs him more then manners right now.] Selphie?

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[She'll call out to him from the couch. Bandaged feet are a little bit tender at the moment.]

I'm in the living room, Frey.