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

[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.]

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

[Selphie slaps up a filter asap.]

Frey? Please tell me you've seen Ceodore.

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

[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.]

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

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

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

[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.

[He'll walk in and instead of settling on the couch next to her, stare at her bandaged feet. What......?] What happened?

[Selphie quickly pulls a blanket over her feet as she hadn't even though of putting socks on as she looks up at Frey with a rather blank look. Reality hit her while he was on his way over.]

They took him. [And she doesn't wanna talk about her stupid moment of the century.]

......They did.....? [His face falls at that. Again?

....Can't the Malnosso just leave him alone? It's not right...... He didn't deserve this. Neither did Selphie.]

[he'll sit down on the couch next to her, finally, resolving to look at her feet later.]

Right under my nose. [Selphie's starting to lose count at how many times they've taken Ceodore by now but each time they do, the pain that it causes her gets worse.

What if they sent him home next? What if they made him forget her? What if they took her next and she forgot him? There's a million questions running through Selphie's mind that just have her running herself down into an emotional wreck as she starts shaking from the worry and internalizing that she does so well.]

[He can see that shaking. A sad look in his eyes, he reaches out and pulls her close, hugging her. After so many times... words won't do any good, will they?]

[This makes it the fourth time that Ceodore's been mallynapped as Frey pulls her closer. There aren't enough words to make this any better as she clings to Frey. There's too much going through her mind at the moment that the day has really passed by but she can't cry anymore. There aren't any tears left.]

[Frey's going to continue to hold her as long as she needs it.

This place... as much as he's gotten used to it... it's stil so cruel so often. It's not right.]

Guess all we can do is keep an eye out for him, isn't it?

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