[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

voice

[ahappylie]

[He didn't really know Ceodore, but he knows the pain of losing someone and for some reason he feels the need to say something here.]

...I'm sorry for your loss.

[voice]

[manonthemoon]

I am sorry for it, Rosa.

[loving action]

[paladinlost]

[The moment he hears that message, Cecil closes his journal.

He shows up where Rosa is a few minutes later, and gives her the strongest hug he can.]

[Voice]

[mountain_sage]

Ceodore? I see...I hadn't heard from him in a while.

At least he is safe at home now.

[mistlegacy]

[Rydia can't bring herself to respond over the journal, so instead she goes to seek Rosa out. Her bedroom with Cecil is the first choice, but she'll search all over the house and beyond, if she must.]

[goldenglasses]

I'm sorry that he's not here with you anymore.

[Action]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune isn't exactly a worrywart, but, well. When one of your close friends starts spontaneously screaming over the journals and you discover him sobbing and bleeding from unconsciously self-inflicted wounds...anyone would be concerned, magical amnesia or not.

That's why today, Grune woke up early and went on a baking mission. It took her some time to retrieve the proper ingredients from the grocery store and bake it all up, but eventually came together.

And so did her extra present. That took longer still, since focusing for a long period of time isn't exactly her forte. But it was for an extremely important reason, and so in the end, she managed.

Now she's on the front doorstep of House 9 and knocking at the door, a basket covered in a bright tea towel on her arm. She hopes the blueberry muffins--and the extra present--will be able to cheer up Cecil even a little. She hasn't realised yet, however, that there's someone else who was equally shattered by Ceodore's departure.]

[Written] BACKTRACKING BECAUSE I FAILED SOMEHOW HI XD

[dragoon_pride]

Rosa...

[Now that he's gone, Kain is really appreciating just how important Ceodore had become to everyone.]

I'm sorry. Be assured that he's free from the Malnosso.

[It's the only hopeful thing about the situation.]