Richard, King of Windor (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ledbythewind) wrote2011-11-14 11:55 pm
ledbythewind) wrote2011-11-14 11:55 pm
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[It started out as a normal day-- if it can be called "normal" considering that two of his housemates are currently about eight years younger than usual, but fairly uneventful regardless. The "keep Asbel from getting himself or Hubert killed" duties were passed back and forth between him and Cheria as needed until finally he managed to escape and leave them to pester Cheria about the dinner she's currently preparing.
... come to think of it, he hasn't seen Sophie all day. He should go let her know that dinner is almost ready.
He hardly gets the door open six inches before he realizes with a sinking feeling that something is terribly wrong. Sophie's room is empty, bare, as if no one had ever lived in it at all. And Richard has been in Luceti long enough to know what that means...
It's with a neutral expression born from years of practice that he shuts the door behind him and heads back downstairs to inform the others of this, opening his journal to send a short message on the way.]
For those of you who knew her, Sophie has been sent back home to Efinea.
[He really isn't looking forward to explaining this to Asbel and Hubert...]
... come to think of it, he hasn't seen Sophie all day. He should go let her know that dinner is almost ready.
He hardly gets the door open six inches before he realizes with a sinking feeling that something is terribly wrong. Sophie's room is empty, bare, as if no one had ever lived in it at all. And Richard has been in Luceti long enough to know what that means...
It's with a neutral expression born from years of practice that he shuts the door behind him and heads back downstairs to inform the others of this, opening his journal to send a short message on the way.]
For those of you who knew her, Sophie has been sent back home to Efinea.
[He really isn't looking forward to explaining this to Asbel and Hubert...]
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I think I'm good in that department, though. Really. I'm the last person you want actually getting a big head about anything.
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...I should get you a hat.
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You should get something that fits your style better.
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[And then he winces slightly again as Isamu finds another sore spot.]
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Our styles are nothing alike anyway.
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... there's a free room now that Sophie is gone. If you'd like to have your own space, I won't object to it.
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If you happen to like it there too, then who am I to shove you out?
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[Never mind that HE wouldn't be able to sleep nearly as well without someone else in the room.]
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[He's aware of that part, Richard.]
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Even when I roll around?
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If you roll too much, I'll simply let you roll right off the bed.
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