020 Summons ❈ Dictated & A little written

[rose_of_battle]

[(Broken Filter) Private]

At first, when I arrived, I was happy to see people I knew from home; it made it so much easier to adjust.

And I was able to make friends here--one I had hoped would go further.

Until I was a jackass, and never said anything before he left.

[There's a pause as she responds to a quiet "meow" with a soft "shhhh".]

A part of me still feels like it's my fault, somehow, that Cloud was sent home--despite what I was told. That it's normal and natural. If that's so, then why am I feeling guilty about the others that have left?

[Small doodles appear of those Sheena's currently missing--including a cloud and a kendama.]

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

[He is so not in the mood for this broken filter business. He is not even going to comment on what she said, because hey, he doesn't want to know. People are entitled to their own private thoughts, he of all people knows that.

Still, he needs to talk to her so:]

Yeah, I'm not even going to filter this because, hey even if no one else has noticed the journals aren't working right. Jeez you people.

Yeah, everyone can see this. Gasp shock horror. I'd throw some ink on it or something.

Just come to my room, okay? We need to talk and I am not doing it over the magical busted book.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Not!sis! Nora frowns at the journal. She's been having fun reading everything put out over the journals but, well, some things just shouldn't be heard.]

Hey, Sheena. Wanna come over or something? We haven't hung out in ages.

Dictated

[tapshoetomove]

Are you all right, miss Sheena?

[axwielding]

[Presea isn't sure what Sheena is talking about, nor does she think that Sheena meant to say this to everyone.

There is something that she's curious about however.]

Cat?

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena's at first surprised by who's talking before everything else sinks in.]

Once-ler.

[Waaaaait for it.]

What do you mean the journal's broken?!

[rose_of_battle]

[It takes Sheena some time to recognize the voice before she responds.]

Nora? Yeah, it has been a long time, hasn't it?

Dictated

[rose_of_battle]

[Once-ler's already broken the news about the journal, so Sheena can't hide anything, but by the Gods of Mizuho, she's gonna try.]

Yeah, Luke! I'm okay. How are you doing?

[whichwayyoulean]

The filter's stopped working.

...Seriously does no one check them before they start speaking into them?

[rose_of_battle]

[Out of all that, Presea focuses on the "meow"?

Thank you, Presea.]

Yep. A friend gave him to me. His name is Yeleurk.

[Another "meow" sounds over the journal when the cat hears his name.]

[rose_of_battle]

I've only spoken with two people; I just thought they were having problems.

[whichwayyoulean]

No, it's an entire journal thing.

Again. Seriously. The talking, we need to do that.

[rose_of_battle]

Oh. I didn't know that.

[That explains some of the entries then; she had thought they seemed a bit odd.]

We do need to talk. [She's just not sure she's ready to yet.] Your boot's not going to get me, is it?

[Otherwise, she'll start taking the window.]

[whichwayyoulean]

No you do. You're welcome.

[He's still pointedly not talking about the contents of her entry. After all, he knew, even if he didn't know NAMES, he knew enough from what Ino had told him]

No boot. I've turned it off. I promise.

[rose_of_battle]

Oh, uh, thanks. [Wow, she really is in shock, isn't she? Forgetting to thank him and all.]

Okay. I'll be there as soon as I can.

[She's in the house, so it's going to take her a while to get to the castle and his room.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[And here was him being sarcastic about it.

Still, he'll wait for her. After all, it's not like he'd be going anywhere else anyway]

[rose_of_battle]

[She's not getting sarcasm too much lately--more so than usual.

Before she knows it, she climbing the steps to his room, but hesitates for several moments before knocking.

She may not be ready for this, but she's got to do it.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[He's not especially looking forward to the conversation himself. But he knows it has to happen. He needs to put this whole thing at rest, but to do that he needs to speak to her. So maybe she can understand why.

Or...you know, stop speaking to him again forever. Whichever]

[Action Forever] (Forgot to put. *///*)

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena, on the other hand, is convinced that this conversation will be their last one forever. That he's going to sever the friendship that she had never wanted to lose in the first place.

Just another in a long line of people gone from her life.

Steeling herself, she knocks on the door, each rap sounding like a death knell to her ears.]

no worries!

[whichwayyoulean]

[He'll eventually open the door, giving her the awkwardest of waves. He's at least recovered from his loss a little, but still...this was something that had been playing on his mind]

Hey. Come on in.

*hugs*

[rose_of_battle]

[As the seconds pass, Sheena's fears rise, and she's on the verge of abandoning all hope when the door suddenly opens, making her jump.]

Uh, yeah. Hey. Okay.

[Pushing her fear down, she steps inside, but stays just inside the door. After all, he'll probably want her to leave as soon as possible.]

<3

[whichwayyoulean]

[Okay. He can do this. No. He HAS to do this. If he wants to salvage anything of their friendship again, he has to get this out in the open. All the cards on the table]

I...uh. You can sit down. If you want.

[He'll just stand there like a lanky awkward piece of furniture ]

[rose_of_battle]

[Absent-mindedly crossing her arms in front of her in the classic sign of emotional protection, Sheena shakes her head and replies in a soft voice.]

Thanks, but I think I'll stay standing...

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh...well. Okay.

[He'll wander over and close his door anyway, just in case someone decides to eavesdrop, his eyes falling on an unless as it scrawled across the wood. Right. Okay. He could do this.

It takes him a moment to eventually turn to look at her]

I'm sorry. For what happened on my loss. I wouldn't have... I wouldn't have been so selfish otherwise. [Or at least, he'd like to think so] I would have thought first and I didn't.

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena keeps her distance from him and lets her eyes wander all about the room--everywhere but where he is. She can face just about anything but the rejection and termination she'll see in his eyes; better to just listen, nod, then leave.

All of which she's prepared to do: until he surprises her. Then her head shoots up and she finally looks at him.]

Who said you were being selfish?

Dictated

[tapshoetomove]

I'm all right, but I'm more concerned about you.