Oct 09, 2009 22:15
[Edgar's been shut up in his little workshop area since he found out about Kefka, working non-stop on... something or other. He's trying to set up some kind of defenses for the house, but he's been hitting the work a little hard. Suddenly, there's a loud clang and a sharp intake of breath - something slipped, but he's not stopping to take care of the cut right now. Too much work to be done. Besides, it's minor]
[In any case, he's yet to notice that the journal is recording this. Feel free to draw his attention your way.]
kefka troubles,
end of the world guilt,
!voice,
working