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[fortunefail]

[Yuan's returned from the draft, only to find his house in shambles. Sliced armchairs, lacerations in the wall, upturned furniture, broken floors thanks to Ground Dasher magic... And of course his curtains have been torn. The damn curtains always get damaged. The room he just finished redecorating is a lost cause. Hopefully, the Malnosso will fix

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[voice - filtered to Yuan]

[imatreenow]

Dead? By your hand, I presume? [whatevs, brah. Have a scoff.] I'd like to see you try. [...Actually, no he wouldn't, because there's a fair possibility that Yuan would succeed. But this is how one appropriately handles threats.]

[voice - filtered]

[fortunefail]

Don't challenge me. I've had plenty of chances to end your life already.

[It's half a bluff. He knows perfectly well that killling Mithos in this place is a stupid idea. He would just return, more vengeful than before. In fact, Yuan had already killed Ratatosk- as far as you could call that "killing", and it hadn't made any difference in the least.

What a depressing world, where death threats are utterly pointless.]

[voice - filtered]

[imatreenow]

Yet here I still am. [He is very aware that Yuan could have finished him off that time his wing had been broken, when he had passed out. But even though they both know better, he still prefers to maintain the illusion that his bite is in fact on par with his bark.]

To think that one as miserable as you detained me from my goals for so long. [And the feeling's mutual, in regard to the uselessness of death threats.]

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[fortunefail]

[Yuan's still trying to wade his way through the wrecked hallway as he talks. He's half expecting to see the words "Mithos was here, Yuan is a loser" scribbled on one of the walls with crayon.]

And to think someone as childish as you managed to keep Cruxis running for that long. Of course, you had Kratos and myself do most of the w- [He cuts off abruptly when he finally manages to push his way into his bedroom, only to greet utter chaos. It's like a hurricane hit.]

... Fuck!

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[corrinesbell]

[Yuan is crawling around in the snow. ...Well, he did have his world all shaken up and then get drafted. Maybe he lost it. Sheena's been working on getting over the idea that they kissed - passionately - several times - and enjoyed it - but he just looks so distressed right now that she kind of feels like she has to stop and ask]

...What'd you lose?

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[fortunefail]

[Of all the people- Of all the people to show up right now, it had to be Sheena. The fact that they haven't spoken since the Valentine's Day experiment ended isn't making this any easier. Yuan's been trying as hard as he can not to think about what happened that week, but now it's basically being thrown into his face. All the more reason to stubbornly avoid Sheena's gaze. He'll just keep staring at the ground before him, even though he isn't actually seeing it anymore.]

It's nothing you need to concern yourself with.

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[corrinesbell]

Just shut up and accept the help already.

[We don't need to turn this into a big scene. And Sheena's not so wary about stepping on his toes anymore. Last time this happened Kratos nearly ran him through.]

And tell me what you're looking for. Two people'll find it faster.

['I'm willing to try to forget it if you are.']

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[fortunefail]

[You'd think Yuan would have learned his lesson about letting other people help him search during that time he lost Martel's engagement ring and it turned out Lloyd had it all along. Of course, he's still just as stubborn as before and admitting to Sheena that he lost wedding rings this time isn't going to make him look too good.]

No. I don't need your help. [See? He's got one already- ... Wait, no. It's just dirt.]