Twenty Rose Petals Fall - [Voice]

[its_rose_damnit]

[It's never simple with the Malnosso. Never. You give, they take, it's common knowledge around these parts now. Expecting anything less is just asking for trouble. Perhaps that's why Dist happened to return from his mission in the midst of an experiment. Or maybe his luck really is as poor as he complains about. Take your pick.

Regardless, instead of a man casually returning to the village, a young and very nervous young boy is stuck wandering around the square. He...knows this place. He remembers it. The name isn't ringing any bells right away, but Saphir knows he's been here before, long ago. And he also remembers two very important things about his sudden surroundings:

The Professor is here, and there should be a book - a book he can talk into.

In no time, Saphir locates his journal and hesitantly opens it up. He fiddles with it and - due to his skill with mechanics - figures out how to turn on the audio as well as make a filter. He doesn't understand, though, when the filter breaks, and just talks regularly into the strange and fascinating little book.]

P-Professor? ...Professor Nebilim, are you here? I-I think...I'm lost...a-again. [He ducks his head, somewhat ashamed, and on the verge of a meltdown.] Can you come get me? I'm...I-I see the fountain. I can wait there. P-Please hurry...

[There's a lot of really weird stuff wandering around right now. Halp. ;A;]



[OOC: So Dist here is now chibified! Replies will come from minifontaku!]

Comments

[seleniahymn]

[Tear was just returning from having to do some errands, and for all intents and purposes she would rather return home as soon as possible and not have to come out for the rest of the day after yesterday's embarrasing Shift. But when she happens to spot a rather familiar-looking child, she has little choice but to stop and gaze at him worriedly.

She couldn't in good conscience leave him here on his own when he's so clearly distressed.] Are you all right?

[It was a pointless question with an obvious answer, but it was better to ask anyway.]

[minifontaku]

[Saphir turns with a bit of a muffled squeak - he's never going to get used to people just suddenly calling out to him - and shakes his head meekly. This isn't the Professor either...where could she be? It's been so long since he contacted her before, should he try again later? Ah, but for now, there's this lady to contend with.]

I-I'm not hurt, I just--...I'm looking for the Professor. P-Professor Nebilim. I tried talking to her, but she didn't talk back yet. [Maybe he did the filter thing wrong. This technology was pretty funny.] She's my teacher.

[seleniahymn]

Professor Nebilim? [Of course he would seek her out right away, but to explain that the professor was no longer here was likely not something she should be tasked with. She had respected her and been taught by her to a degree, but by no means had she been close with her.]

How exactly did you try to talk to her? [Was it through the journal, or had he already tried to seek her out in person?]

[minifontaku]

With the book! [Saphir timidly holds up his journal, which should be noted has a very similar look and feel of Dist's journal.] It's...i-it's what I should have used, r-right? I tried making a message just to the Professor, but she didn't respond yet... I don't know if I did it right, I...I don't think I did. It felt f-funny, when I tried...

[Maybe that's why she didn't respond. He just didn't do it right. The book wasn't something he ever really had much time to examine, after all. He remembered it, but only vaguely. Plus, with such an important tool such as this, Saphir was a little afraid to take it apart like most other fontech - he could at least put those back together after.]

[seleniahymn]

You tried to make a filter? [That was what would make most sense, and as would be expected it must have broken because the Professor was no longer here. Carefully she takes the journal from him, glances briefly at it then proceeds to close it with a soft sigh as she kneels down closer to his level. There was no easy way to do this.]

I don't think you're going to be able to reach her.

[minifontaku]

Wha--why not?!

[Saphir tries to hide the edge of fear that crept into his voice just now, but it's a bit too late for that. Why wouldn't he be able to contact the Professor? Should he have written in the book? Did he not do it right? Was Gelda busy or something? Why couldn't Saphir get to talk to her?]

[seleniahymn]

Because she's not here anymore, not in this village. [It was the truth at least, and better than outright saying that she had returned home. Tear knew little about the professor's personal life, so she couldn't even say what she had returned to Auldrant to do. This task was honestly better left to someone like Nephry.]

It's nearly impossible to contact anyone outside of Luceti while we are here. [Once again a half-truth, for no one had seemed to be able to contact their worlds.]

[minifontaku]

[Though Tear may have had the intent of not terrifying the poor boy, that was not to be the case here and now. Hearing that the Professor wasn't here, in the village at this time, seemed the trigger to a small and silent panic attack. Saphir's eyes grow wide, brimming with tears, and he sputters somewhat as his face becomes pale and ghostly. Why wasn't the Professor here? Where else could she be? Why was she gone?!]

But--why?! Why's she gone? Where did the Professor go?! Is she coming back? I-I don't know anyone else here--!

[seleniahymn]

I don't know if she's coming back. [It was the smallest possibility that she could, but she wasn't about to waste time or breath on attempting to convince him that she could.] Even if you don't know anyone here, no one is going to hurt you.

If you want, I can help you meanwhile, and I know of someone else who would be willing to as well.