[Accidental Video]

[inyourgarden]

[The video turns on, but it isn't by Seifer's hand. Water crawls over the screen before slinking across the ground to somewhere offscreen. Seifer's there though. Down at the lakeside by the docks and looking at someone also off screen. He looks tired. And maybe in a way haunted. A gloved hand, feminine in appearance, waves into view, as if

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[daddyslilpyro]

... Whoa.

[inyourgarden]

What.

[daddyslilpyro]

Who... was that?

[inyourgarden]

A mass of water pullin' a bad impersonation. Just another case of someone not usin' the safehouse.

What about it?

[daddyslilpyro]

Who was it impersonating?

[inyourgarden]

Someone above its station. [Pause. Yes he realizes that sounds idiotic and crazy.]

A sorceress.

[daddyslilpyro]

No kidding...

She was hypnotizing to look at...

[inyourgarden]

[...] Her name is Ultimecia. She's the sorceress I serve back in my world.

[daddyslilpyro]

You? Serving someone? She must really be something.

[inyourgarden]

...She is. [...] She's everything.

[For him anyways. The only thing he has left.]

[daddyslilpyro]

Whoa...

Did you... love her?

It's okay if you don't want to answer. I know it's none of my business...

[inyourgarden]

[...He's not even sure how to answer that. Does he love her? Like her? He never even thought about it before.]

...She's my sorceress. [...] I can't depend on anyone else.

[...Which sounds horrifically self-pitying and stupid.]

Tch. That's just the way it is.

[daddyslilpyro]

.... Just the way things are, eh?

I won't pry anymore, then.

[inyourgarden]

[...] Thanks.

[And because she's been so considerate when fff he didn't expect any from anyone:]

How've you been?

[daddyslilpyro]

Busy busy. We've got a lot of work to do to get ready for winter.

[inyourgarden]

Tch... we even got time for that?

[Winter wasn't exactly that far away after all.]