Strange stories to be told... but I suppose that's only to be expected here.

[Locked to Impa // Unhackable]

My lord, I wondered about something we proposed the first time that you came to this place.

[There is violin music, which continues for a minute or so, something delicate, but not as mournful as the last. After that, it is set down, and Sheik speaks with a voice not quite so weary as it was before.Naoto, I trust you have your blade back? It seems I have some free time, if you would yet grant me that spar ( Read more... )

...A keaton.

[There's a small, long-suffering sigh.]

My lord, when would you have us go?

Can you... Feel that, my lord?

[Sheik's voice is all but wholly recovered, to any who heard it during his illness. There's still a weary edge to his, as there often is with anyone healing from sickness.]

I have the distinct impression that hasn't actually gone away.

[Locked to Genesis and Zack]

The three of us. There's only so many things it could be, is there not?

[Locked ( Read more... )

Well, I found my own and yours, my lord. And I believe we may have a problem.

I would advise my lady to stay indoors, with two members of her guard. I like this not.

I'm going to be working. I'm staying out. Don't think aught of it.

And Zack? Listen to my counsel this time.