[voice]

[implanta]

[What the journal picks up is the sound of one groggy teenager stirring out of slumber. Ceodore's only half awake when he sits up, half sprawled in a laundry basket, dressed in New Feather clothing. He goes to rub his face, only to find a pair of ladies' knickers draped over his head.]

Wh-what?! This is... WHOA!

Where am I-I-- aaaaah!

[In trying to get up and attempt to figure out where in the moon he is, where everyone else is, and why he's in a basket of underthings, he gets his foot hooked in a bra strap and faceplants right into Cloche's unmentionables.]

[...meanwhile, Cloche is out in the common room and making her way back into her room when she hears a voice and a thud.

Ceodore's journal is going to pick up the sound of frantic footfalls, and then a scream. A loud one.

And a voice that would be incredibly recognizable:]

Wh... WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY UNDERCLOTHES?! PERVERT! LECHER!

[there's another scream and then the sound of... well, nothing too terribly heavy being thrown. The most Cloche has is plushies in her room, and those are being thrown at the poor New Feather who had the most awkward appearing place ever.]


[ooc: responses will be from both Cloche and Ceodore, if you'd like! If you want just one of them, put their name in the subject line~]

Comments

[lastoftheredwings]

[Ceodore scrambles to his feet again, only to have to dodge a volley of funny soft objects being thrown at him. Fortunately, he's quick. Unfortunately, he's got no idea what's going on.]

Wh-wh-what?! Wait! H-hey! N-no! D-don't! Aaaaaaaack! It's not what it looks like! Don't throw th- PLEASE!

[One poorly timed dodge later and he's back into the pile of underthings, flailing and trying not to touch things. Which well, he's now covered in them. Clumsy boy.]

[Voice] + [Action]

[falenanthief]

Cloche!?

[Fuck this, he's coming over while keeping his journal open.]

[Voice]

[mistlegacy]

[Rydia checks her journal just as that scream erupts and she just stares for a moment, too stunned for words. But she has to snap out of it at some point, and then--]

Ceodore?!?

[Voice]

[lastoftheredwings]

[Wait a second, that sounds like...]

Rydia?

[What the heck? Where is she? And ugh more thrown things..]

Wait, no! Please!

[Voice] + [Action]

[lastoftheredwings]

[Okay where are these strange voices coming from and what's a Cloche?

When Roy gets there, he'll find one teenager tangled into Cloche's unmentionables, trying to extricate himself and making things worse.]

[voice]

[paladinlost]

[That was Ceodore's voice, wasn't it? Could he finally have returned to Luceti? Was he-

...He did not just hear that, did he?

Of course he did.]

...Ceodore?

[So very torn between HAPPINESS and HORROR right now.]

[voice]

[lastoftheredwings]

...

[That voice. It... it can't be? Can it? Of course not. Ceodore can't even see his father. This room is just full of ghost voices and one irate woman throwing things at him. And underclothes. Why are they seemingly multiplying the harder he tries to get out of them?!

But then... it's been so long. If there's even a chance...]

...Father? Is that you?

Let us make this as horrendous as possible. [video]

[falenandawn]

[He hadn't expected to hear that voice ever again.

It had been several months since Ceodore's departure, and Frey had managed to handle it well enough. He and Selphie had managed to pull things together. But to hear his voice here once more.....

And the he hears yet another familiar voice, screaming accusations, and cannot help but let out a bark of laughter that isn't all humor, slightly sad, slightly relieved, and slightly exasperated.. He continued to have the worst timing, didn't he.....]


Cloche? Cloche! It is a misunderstanding. I can vouch for him.

[voice]

[paladinlost]

[It truly is Ceodore. This lifts Cecil's spirits so much that he forgets to actually answer the question. Then again, Ceodore's safety is most important at the moment.]

Tell the young lady whose room you found yourself in that you are a New Feather. That should make her stop attacking you.

[Written]

[dragoon_pride]

Ceodore?

[Voice]

[mistlegacy]

Yes, it's me. I'm so glad to hear your voice, Ceodore.

[She sighs in relief, then raises her voice.]

Miss--Cloche, was it?--please, stop! I know him, and he must be newly returned. It's not his fault for being there, I promise you.

[Voice]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune isn't exactly able to follow what's going on (and wouldn't understand what was so bad about a teenaged boy with a faceful of panties even if she could), but there is one thing she gets, and that is--]

Ceodore!

[Everyone is going to be so happy!]

[implanta]

[Well at least it's not song magic yet.


...oh yeah, I can do that, huh? She's not focused enough for her giant magical cannon (yet), but a simple fire spell? Sure can sing for that! She'll let it get from just the ball of fire to the pumpkin, and let it build up.]

[Voice] + [Action]

[implanta]

[Ok, she's heard Roy, and...]

Rooooooy! Help! There's a pervert in my room!

[Voice]

[implanta]

[Oh Rydia. Poor Rydia. New Feather or not...]

HE'S IN MY UNMENTIONABLES!

[voice]

[implanta]

[And again. The situation is not that simple, sadly.]

My unmentionables. HE IS IN THEM!

[It'll be funnier... uh, later! Maybe. Cloche might not be forgiving about that, but she might be friends with him after!]

rofl YES LETS [video]

[implanta]

IT IS NO MISUNDERSTANDING THAT THERE IS A PERVERT IN MY ROOM AND IN MY UNMENTIONABLES, FREYJADOUR!

[why yes, with Cloche caps lock is cruise control for cool!]

[Voice]

[implanta]

[Everyone sounded happy that he was here.

Cloche was decidedly not. Boys didn't go into a lady's room and... and...

swim around in their undergarments! Cloche was horrified enough that she could have sworn he was wearing one of her (really girly) bras on his head at one point! It may or may not have been true, but he could be a panty thief masquerading as a New Feather!]

He needs to be OUT OF MY ROOM AND OUT OF MY PANTIES!

[...just what needs to be said over the network, right?]

[Voice] + [Action]

[falenanthief]

I'll be right over!

[And he will. By going to the above tag to punch that bastard.]

[PUNCH] I mean [Action]

[falenanthief]

[When he see the guy, Roy walks on over and throw a punch at him.]

[Action]

[implanta]

[by this time she's probably thrown a couple of spells at poor Ceodore, but Roy's here now, so! She'll promptly run behind Roy.]

[lastoftheredwings]

What the-?!

[That fire magic is turning into a... something? Something big. He throws up a hand to shield himself from whatever funny Eidolon that is she's summoned over her head.]

Miss, please!

[Trying to pick the panties off as rapidly as he can, honest! Just to be on the safe side though, a quick application of Shell because whatever that is she's doing, it looks potentially painful.]

[Action]

[lastoftheredwings]

[Yep, slightly singed Ceodore who doesn't even attempt to block the incoming blow. Something about the horror of finding himself caught holding a pair of panties has him too stunned to even try it.

As a result, he ends up sprawled out on the ground in the most undignified manner possible with an OOF!]

DELICIOUS. [video]

[falenandawn]

He's probably just arrived! The Malnosso must have dumped him in there.

[Oh Cloche.]

[Voice]

[lastoftheredwings]

I'm wh-

...

!!!!

I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

[And now he's turning a hundred shades of crimson. Just kill him now. No really. Please do.]