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[If you'd been anywhere near the border this past week, you may have heard, and seen, a loud ruckus caused by one seriously not-happy alien mama. Sephiroth disappeared just as she was beginning to latch back onto his mind again, and having him suddenly torn from her grasp--no, that hasn't made her happy.
But you should be glad that most of this was spared from the journals, she left hers back at home. Now she's calmed down some, and taken it back up again to await news from more... conventional methods. You can find her sitting on the railing of one of the bridges with the book open, occupying herself with the panpipes Martel gave her ever so long ago. She's been practicing.
It's not a happy song in the least, but did you really expect it to be?]
(ooc: And I know I am going to fail so hard at this embedding thing...)
But you should be glad that most of this was spared from the journals, she left hers back at home. Now she's calmed down some, and taken it back up again to await news from more... conventional methods. You can find her sitting on the railing of one of the bridges with the book open, occupying herself with the panpipes Martel gave her ever so long ago. She's been practicing.
It's not a happy song in the least, but did you really expect it to be?]
(ooc: And I know I am going to fail so hard at this embedding thing...)