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[inyourgarden]

[There's no joking around in Seifer's voice today. Instead there's a clear authoritative tone that brooks no squabbling. You can argue with him if you want, but don't expect to get anywhere. It's pretty clear whatever he's got into his head he means to see done, one way or another.]I want 'em. Whoever has her pieces bring them to the hospital. Is

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[inyourgarden]

What two?

And what did you get into now.

[Sorry Eald'narche, he'd be nicer, but he is more pissed over Grendel dying than anyone wants to know.]

[inyourgarden]

[Seifer's just... sort of used to it. He's made his own mutilated body parts in his time. And he was expecting this.]

Red hair, right? Who took it.

[inyourgarden]

Xellos, hunh... Did he touch you or this just about the head? [He's noticed you're kind of squeamish :|]

[inyourgarden]

What else were you expecting? Cake and a chat about how you're taking to Discedo?

You said two. Who else was with him?

[inyourgarden]

[... ... ...] Sorry. It's not your fault, this isn't normal for you. Forgot that for a minute.

What'd the boy look like, you remember anything?

[inyourgarden]

Alright. I'll keep that in mind if I end up having to pay Xellos a visit. Thanks Eald'narche.

You gonna be alright?

[inyourgarden]

I'm not leaving her in pieces. She may have been a scientist, but nobody deserves being played with like that. She's getting a real burial, I don't care who I have to cut down to see it done.

Just take it easy. I'm sure there'll be something else to bother you soon enough. seems to be the way this place works.

[inyourgarden]

[FFF give him a few days, he'll be back to his usual self soon enough.]

Tch... If I need help I'll grab Hitsugaya. What'd I tell you about worrying about me.

Thanks.