paradisa | 021 Summons ❈ Written & Action

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021 Summons ❈ Written & Action

[Members of Symphonia House may have noticed some strange behavior from their resident ninja, who had seemed to be keeping pretty much to herself for the past couple of weeks, with barely-spoken and written journal responses being the only proof that she hadn't been sent home. She had gone out to check on Onyx, but had bypassed the front door and left by window, and returned the same way.

Despite her conversation with Colette, the ninja just couldn't bring herself to face her friends--even over meals--but she hadn't wanted to go back to the castle, either, needing a "sense" of their presence around her. So, she had remained in her room, keeping busy reading any journal entry--especially Raine's--about the castle and Paradisa she could find in order to keep from thinking certain thoughts, making the occasional foray into the kitchen for sustenance--both microwaveable and non--then returning to her room as quickly as possible before anyone could wake up and question her.

However, not even Sheena's own bad opinion of herself can keep her outgoing personality down, and it had begun to re-emerge more and more as she responded to more journals (her humor getting the better of her in one--or in this one as she draws humorous pictures of Yeleurk the cat doing cat-things), but she's still not ready to leave her room.

Not without assistance, that is.]

[ooc: Like the title says, the journal is open to replies regarding the pictures or just wanting to talk, and action regarding members of Symphonia house (animal included!)--or others who know where Sheena lives--wanting to drag her out of her room. BTW, Lloyd, she may have had one of your Hot Pockets!]

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[Despite what Sheena might think, Lloyd isn't here about Hot Pockets. He'd probably eat all of them and forget he did anyway. Nah, he's more concerned about Sheena's newfound hermitic propensities.

He knocks on her door, but doesn't expect a response.]

[That's a relief, since she hasn't had a chance to replace the one she had taken yet. The guilt over that alone had prevented her from taking any more, so she had stayed with her usual fare of fruit and the occasional sandwich.

Both of which she was in the process of finishing, when Lloyd knocked on the door, startling both her and the cat, and despite her intention to remain quiet, Sheena found herself the victim of a cat pounce as he ran across her to the door.]

OOF!! Yeleurk!

[So much for no response...]

[She's obviously not going to open the door, so Lloyd leans in next to the frame.]

Sheena? Can we talk for a sec?

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[In the middle of rubbing the spot the cat had pounced on, Sheena freezes when she hears Lloyd's voice. He obviously had heard her just now and knows she's in here. Now what's she going to do? Take a flying leap out of the window?

Dismissing that idea, she gives Yeleurk a look, who returns it with one reeking of feline smugness. Sighing, she begins gathering her clothes, really not wanting to have this conversation through a door for too long.]

Yeah, sure Lloyd. What is it?

[Is he seriously going to stand out here forever? Oh well. He crosses his arms and leans against the wall next to the door.]

It's probably none of my business, but... you seem to be spending a lot of time inside your room lately. We're all kinda worried.

[Not forever; just until she gets dressed. Then she opens the door--looking perhaps a little tired and maybe paler than usual?]

Oh... Well, I've been reading some of the journal entries about the castle.

[Especially Raine's.

There are also drawings and sketches about that Sheena made to help her "see" what she was reading.]

[He detaches from the wall when she appears.]

That's good and all, but you're not even coming down for dinner. And you're obviously not sick, so... what gives?

Oh! I guess I kinda get caught up in things and forget.

[A partial truth, since that has happened a few times.

But, she can't completely lie to him, either, and heaves a heavy sigh.]

I don't really know where to begin...

[Lloyd knows he's being fibbed to, so he just waits. Sheena's honest-- to a fault-- and it doesn't take long.]

We're your friends. Don't you think we can handle whatever's bothering you?

To be honest, Lloyd... I don't know how to handle things right now.

[So, she fell on old habits: being away from people.]

All the more reason to tell us. [He reaches out to take her shoulder.] I know how you get. You always think everything's your fault, and then you're too afraid to talk to anyone about it.

Just start from the beginning, if you have to. I don't have anything else to do. Nothing's more important than friends.

[She looks up at him, surprised, though she really shouldn't be. Her friends have been able to read her pretty well for a while--despite all her efforts to hide things from them.

But it's his final words that cause her to look down again.]

I wish I had remembered that sooner, Lloyd.

[Maybe then, people wouldn't keep leaving her.]

You're pretty hardheaded sometimes.

[It could be mean, but he just smiles through it all.]

Let's sit outside on the patio and figure this out.

[She gives him a look before chuckling softly then glancing at the balcony.]

Yeah... But you just want to go out there? I have a chair...

[Still a bit hardheaded, isn't she? At least it's still kind of out of her room.]

[He follows her gaze to the balcony.]

Oh, yeah, sure. If you don't mind.

[She shakes her head.]

No, I don't mind at all.

[And she steps aside to let him in.]

Just watch for the cat. He likes feet.

[He watches his feet carefully as he scoots across her floor. He tries not to shuffle too much in case his toes get attacked.

He lets himself out onto the balcony and doesn't stare too hard at the state of her room. He's kind of intruding, after all. He turns a chair out so that she can sit in it easier, the equivalent of pulling a chair out from a table, and sits in the other one.]

[Despite Lloyd's efforts, Yeleurk's ears perk up at the sound of new footsteps, and has begun the cat ritual of crouching and behind wriggling when the cat's target disappears outside causing the feline to flick his tail irritably.

Stifling a chuckle and unaware of the impression her room has made on him, Sheena joins her friend, lightly blushing at the gentlemanly gesture. Accepting the offer, she sits and smiles at him.]

Thanks, Lloyd. So, what did you want to talk about?

... What do you mean, what? You said you're having trouble with something. So start with that.

[He sighs.]

You shouldn't act like everything's fine when it isn't.

[She should have known he really wouldn't have been distracted enough by the cat's threat to forget what she had said before.

Her smile fades and she looks out over the yard.]

I know. But I can't help it at times, Lloyd. It's almost like breathing.

[She sighs.]

So is being hardheaded.

It's okay. Everyone has something they're afraid of talking about. [It can't be as bad as Colette hiding the fact she was going to die, honestly.] I just want to help you.

[He considers, then reaches out to take her hand.]

Start from the beginning, okay?

[No, it's not as bad as that, thank the gods.]

You'll probably laugh... [Which is one of her fears; a leftover from when she was a child.]

[She looks off into the distance, not even aware he's taken her hand.]

But do you remember those nutcracker things?

I'm not a jerk, you know. I want to help you, not make fun of you.

[He watches her, not intently enough to be creepy, but he's paying attention.]

Yeah... I remember. [Didn't they kiss? That was also around the time he got together with Colette...]

[No, he's not a jerk, and she immediately regrets what she had said.]

I'm sorry... I didn't mean to imply you were...

[She sighs.]

And do you remember that I went into the Dead Zone almost right after? [Ironically, their kiss had nothing to do with that trip; to her, it had been a reaffirmation of their friendship.]

[He waves off her apology.]

You left pretty quickly. So it... had something to do with the nutcrackers?

[She nods.]

Yeah... I screwed up pretty badly. So much that I almost lost two friendships over it.

[She's quiet a moment.]

And a third was worried about me, but I was too stubborn to check the journal to see...

And now he's gone, and I never got the chance to tell him...

[She trails off... This is kinda hard for her, okay?]

It's not like the nutcrackers were your fault.

[He rests his chin in his hand.]

So you... feel bad for not talking to the third guy. Hmm... Why don't you write him a letter?

No, they weren't my fault, but afterward was...

[She looks at him, obviously upset.]

What good would a letter do? He's not here anymore, and even if he comes back, he probably won't remember me...

Writing a letter will help you sort things out, I think. There's a lot of things that-- when it comes down to it-- we really suck at saying. I know for me, everything tries to come out at once and then I end up saying something dumb.

[He smiles encouragingly.]

Besides, we have friends who've left and came back, and remembered everything. Don't give up, all right?

[She looks at him, surprised.]

I've never thought you or what you've said were dumb. [She blushes.] I, uh, even try to remember a lot of it--especially what you said in Welgaia. But, I sometimes can't...

[She clears her throat. Enough of that.]

Like you said, I blame myself for this. I start to like someone, and be like other people, and he's suddenly gone. I start to feel okay because my friends are here, and one by one, they start leaving again. [She knows it sounds silly, but it's how she feels.]

I'll be writing a lot of letters, Lloyd...

[:<

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Hey Sheena hey sheena hey Sheena, someone is knock knock knocking on your door]

[Sheena isn't lightly napping, she's in the middle of organizing her pictures--with very little help from Yeleurk, who keeps reorganizing--when a gentle rapping, rapping comes upon her chamber door.

She has an idea who it is, but old habits die hard, and she hesitates before opening the door using the oldest trick in the book.]

Coming!

Okay. [Colette gives a quick reply, fiddling with her fingers in the meantime. Dum dee dum, stressing out a little trying to think of the perfect thing to say]

[Sheena stops in mid-stride. It's exactly who she thought it'd be. Taking a deep breath, she opens the door.]

Hi, Colette! What's up?

[How's her nonchalant, innocent act?]

Um! I was wondering... if you wanted to have dinner downstairs with the rest of us.

[Her eyes narrow wryly.]

Have you been talking to Lloyd?

[:<]

Yes... I talk to Lloyd.

[She has to smile.]

I mean before coming up to talk to me.

[she shakes her head]

No, why? Did Lloyd come here too?

Yeah. He came up here to talk.

[She's not going to tell her he was worried about her.]

Oh... I'm sorry, am I bothering you by coming as well?

[NO NO NO NO...THAT'S NOT WHAT SHE HAD MEANT!!!!]

No, Colette! Never!

[Dear gods, someone sew her mouth shut so she'd stop saying stupid things!]

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021 Summons ❈ Written & Action

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After Lloyd's visit? :D (And apologies to Edgar Allen Poe.)

Sounds good to me!

<3!

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