[voice]

[purewhite]

[It's been a few days.

A few days time has not healed the hurt that this has given her. But if no one else knows, then... someone has to say it, if Cecil had not told them first.

Who better than his mother? Rosa can only imagine the future, and actually watching Ceodore grow up, instead of being near her own age. Just thinking about this has the tears gathering once more. The audio feed is silent, save for the sound of someone trying to hold back sobs and sniffles.]

For...


[...ok, try this again.]

For those who might not know, but knew him, my son-- [there's a catch in her breath, and then silence for a few moments--] My son, Ceodore has... he's gone home.

[The feed will cut off here.]

Comments

[action] waifuuu ;;

[paladinlost]

[He wants to say yes, but he cannot truly lie to her.]

...Many battles await him now, and many difficult revelations; but I swear to you that he was unharmed when I was taken.

[action] /fails at tags

[purewhite]

Then, I am sure that he will be fine when we see him next.

[action] /sees no fail

[paladinlost]

...He will be. He has to be.

[Cecil refuses to imagine otherwise.]

[action] <3!

[purewhite]

I pray you are right, Cecil. I don't wish to see harm come to him.

[action] ♥♥♥!

[paladinlost]

...He chose to join the Red Wings. Minimal harm is to be expected.

[Emphasis on minimal.]

[action]

[purewhite]

...I imagine much like how you came home, then.

[action]

[paladinlost]

Perhaps. But I'll ensure that he stays in good hands during his work once everything is over.

[He already has plans for the Red Wings' next captain, after all.]