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

[presumablyalone]

--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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[frost_jewel]

[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.]

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[presumablyalone]

[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?]

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[frost_jewel]

[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.]

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[presumablyalone]

[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.]