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5th roar [ audio + text ]
[ Slightly backdated to somewhere between incredibly late/ridiculously early on Tuesday, for those among you who like to tune in at all hours. Someone woke up and couldn't get back to sleep again. ]
Asleep for three days? Tch. Like I'd believe that.
[ Leon's voice is tense and slightly hoarse, hiding the edge of a snarl. He's clearly wound up over something. ]
Has anyone seen Aerith, recently? Long brown hair, wears pink; she has a Chansey with her. I keep trying to call her, but she's not answering, even though her gear is still online.
[ Of course, the last time he tried was apparently three whole days ago, which isn't helping. He knows she's a grown woman and perfectly capable of handling her own, but at this rate it'd be far more reassuring to know she was safe at home rather than lost in a ditch somewhere.
There's a few tiny background noises for a moment, then the feed clicks off. ]
[ Private text message for Lightning Farron: ]
Need to get some air. Up for a spar?
Asleep for three days? Tch. Like I'd believe that.
[ Leon's voice is tense and slightly hoarse, hiding the edge of a snarl. He's clearly wound up over something. ]
Has anyone seen Aerith, recently? Long brown hair, wears pink; she has a Chansey with her. I keep trying to call her, but she's not answering, even though her gear is still online.
[ Of course, the last time he tried was apparently three whole days ago, which isn't helping. He knows she's a grown woman and perfectly capable of handling her own, but at this rate it'd be far more reassuring to know she was safe at home rather than lost in a ditch somewhere.
There's a few tiny background noises for a moment, then the feed clicks off. ]
[ Private text message for Lightning Farron: ]
Need to get some air. Up for a spar?
[Text | Private]
[Text | Private]
Just Odin. Gastly and all my supplies are in my room at the Inn. [This includes her warmer clothing. Lightning is in just her shirt, pants, and boots.]
[Text | Private]
[Text | Private]
[Text | Private]
Got it. Anything else you want me to bring?
[Text | Private]
[There's a water bottle in that bag, so she's fine...but...]
Just be careful. If Gastly gets out of her ball she might try and prank you.
[Text | Private]
[ He'll manage. ]
It's cold out, this time of year. No sense catching something.
[ Leon's awkward way of saying 'don't mention it'? You bet. ]
[Text | Private] /now with 500% less HTMLFail!
[Of course he will. He's Leon, after all.]
That goes for you too. Won't be able to fight well if you get sick and can't stop coughing.
[Repayment in spades awaits, Leon. You want to hit something? You'll get something to hit.]
[Text | Private] but does it have KARATE CHOP ACTION?
Don't worry about me; the cold isn't really an issue.
[ Seriously, what is up with dudes and wearing teeny jackets in January and being like LOL WHAT COLD, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.
Also do you think he's doing this out of the goodness of heart?
Well he istchyeah right, meeting her halfway means he can punch things three days sooner! ][Text | Private] Three days from now, it will~
e-even if he's going to bring her her coat.]I'll take your word for it.
[And hopefully before either of them ends up in a snowdrift!]
[Text | Private] why are notifs being stupid? /punts LJ
With sparring. ]
Good. See you in three days, then. Keep me updated on your progress.
[ It's slow going when you're cold, after all. ]
[Text | Private] Because LJ is being stupid? /punts LJ to the moon
Yeah. I'll see you then.
[That's what Odin is for. Warmth. Because she will never believe such a small creature.]