presumablyalone | Thirteenth Firefly - [voice/action] - Backdated to the morning of the 21st

--at the right button...? Ah... I really hope it was. [Being blind definitely has it's disadvantages. It was only by luck that he managed to feel around and find a journal just laying in the wet grass beside him. No doubt his, but he's still kinda wary about using it since he can't confirm that.

He'll have to apologize if it isn't his.

Seto clears his throat and wipes the water off his face]

U-Um, can anyone hear me? I could really use some help I don't... know where I am. I still can't see anything.

[The least the Malnosso could do was give him back more of his sight jeez... ] B-But I do know I'm beside a river! [Not. That that will help too much but he's trying. He can only do so much] I'm sorry...

[If you happen to be out and about near building 6, you might spot Seto wandering along the river, wondering which way to go. He's at a bit of a loss]

((ooc: so mini player plot is starting \o\ Details here, you're free to join still if you'd like! Also tags will come slow today, my allergies are flaring up))

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Don't be sorry! I am sure I'll find you eventually.

[And she'll hurry, because of the rain.

It won't be too long before he stops feeling the rain falling on him. Mia can't approach silently, but she can stop and hold the umbrella over him.]

[When Mia gets to him, Seto is busy trying to ring out his pants and coat since he had fallen into the river when he first woke up. Not that it's doing him much good with this rain but WHATEVER.

He blinks when the rain stops pelting him and looks up. He looks around then flails an arm around]

Hello?

It's just me. [Her free hand takes his arm before he hurts somebody.] Look at you, you're soaked through, Seto.

[~~Unable to link to a thing,~~ There was another day in the rain once - at home, on Weyard - where a slip-up left the tall redheaded loudmouth of the party sliding down a muddy bank into the river. Even Mia had a good laugh at him, once she was sure he wasn't hurt. Seeing him covered in mud and river grass and rain was amusing.]

[Seto opens his mouth to reply, relieved that it's Mia, but the moment she touches his arm, his mouth shuts. He can... see it all. A man falling into the mud in the rain and--is that Mia laughing? He almost smiles too, feeling suddenly happy but stops himself.

He doesn't jerk his arm away from her, but pulls it hard enough to get it out of her grip. To stop the memories, to stop the voices... ]

W-What... [He didn't mean to do that]

I'm sorry, did I...hurt you?

[It's not like him to do that, is it? Perhaps he feels he doesn't need help more than the umbrella, after all.]

N-No, you didn't. I just saw...

[A memory? That's what it appeared to be in any case. But how? He didn't mean to do that she just grabbed his arm and... ]

You saw something? [Can you hear the excitement? Maybe the Malnosso got rid of his blindness.] What was it?

[oaehguaehrg don't get so excited Mia]

N-Not like I could see-see! [Flustering. He feels kinda like he just got her hopes up there for a second] It... was in my head. A memory... your memory... I-I think...

A memory of mine? ...Seto, you can read minds?

Not... that clearly. And not accidently...

[He can control it, right? It's always been that way.]

How did it happen, do you think?

I don't know... You just... touched me.

[He stares down at his hands (though he can't see anything but blurriness)] That's never happened before.

...Well. At the risk of sounding strange, would you mind if I touched you again?

[As a matter of personal space...and in case it happens a second time.]

I-I'm not sure...

[Honestly, he's afraid he'll see something worse. That time he felt happy yes but what if it's not the same... ]

Well if I do not, how are we going to get you home?

[That is a good question Mia.]

I could just... follow your voice... That could work, right?

I am not sure about talking that much all at once. [She likes conversation well enough but if you're after a chatterbox you want one of her male acquaintances.]

What about...if we both hold the umbrella, without you touching me?

Ah... That works too, I guess.

[He tries his best to smile]

[Oh, look at his worried face. Mia forgets almost immediately and pats his shoulder.]

Don't worry, I am sure you will feel better once we're inside.

[It rained another day in Imil, during a particularly warm summer - for the region, at least - with the ground covered in icy slush and freezing mud and water.

And a younger, sadder Mia, mourning the death of her mother.]

[A pat and--his heart starts to hurt and his eyes water a little. It reminds him of when Crow died, this feeling does. Too familiar for comfort.

Why is Mia so sad in this memory?]

[The village mourned the gentle healer's passing and Mia wondered for a very long time whether she would ever be able to fill such shoes. There were days - are days, in this memory it seems - where it all felt like far too much to deal with.

Things obviously got better. But the burden of that responsibility still belongs to her.]

Come on, Seto, the sooner we get inside the better. [And she holds out the umbrella.]

[And that is how Seto feels as of right now. Worried, stressed... not all that confident in himself. Is this really how Mia felt? She always seems to happy... well, that's kinda like how people see him.

He doesn't hear her or even see the umbrella that's put before him.]

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