Ever since Shy disappeared so many months ago, his body has been left empty. Quite recently, Seph found that she didn't like seeing the body as it was. Admittedly, it was probably the thought that Shy would never come back and occupy his shell again that prompted her to see if another less disturbing shell could be found for him. After discussing it with the guys, most of whom didn't give it much thought, it was decided that the petite ai body Shy used would be sold if someone wanted to buy it. And so Seph tried casting around and a day later, someone offered to take the petite ai off her hands.

Almost too quickly, the parting with the empty shell takes place.

Errand: Don't worry. I'm sure whoever Seph has sold this body to will love it. Ferrahn: Someone out there has to appreciate it more than we do. Seph: That isn't very comforting, Ferrahn. Errand: It's true though. Seph: Look, you guys don't like this shell because of Shy, not because it's not cute. Ferrahn: If you insist. Razkil: . . . Everyone: . . .

Seph: Hey, I said I'd be getting Shy another body soon, didn't I? Razkil: Yes, you did. Seph: So cheer up.

Ferrahn: Besides, we don't even know if the imp will ever come back. It doesn't matter if Seph gets him another soon or not. Razkil:. . . Everyone: . . . Ferrahn: *hiss*

Errand: Don't listen to him, Razkil. Luthien: So you think the imp will come back? Errand: . . . Luthien: *chuckles* Silren: Don't worry, Razkil.

Feyn: *sigh* Come on, let's put the doll in the box and let Seph pack it up.

Seph: Right, let's put all his things with him. Errand: Here's his fur wig. Ferrahn: It's a good thing she'd never bought him much. Seph: Ferrahn.

Feyn: Well, I guess that's that. Seph: Right. I'm going to put the box in the shipping box now.

Razkil: . . .

Everyone: . . . Seph: *sigh* Come on, you guys go back inside while I pack the box. Errand: Come on, Razkil. Silren: Let's go. We can wonder about what body Seph plans to get Shy. Seph: I've already got one planned. Admittedly, I'd been thinking about it before I raised the issue of replacing Shy's current shell. Ferrahn: Just say that you'd wanted an excuse to sell the ugly thing. Silren: Ferrahn.

Razkil: You really will be getting Shy another body? Seph: Yes. ^_~ I will. Don't worry. You'll see it sitting on his bench soon.

Silren: Please stop being so sad, Razkil. Ferrahn: She said she'll get him a body, and she will. Even if it takes her years to get one. Seph: It won't take so long. -_- Errand: It will. Seph: You be quiet.

Razkil: *hugs* Silren: You'll make everyone sad if you're sad. Ferrahn: *purrs* That's a good boy.

Feyn: . . . Seph: . . . Feyn: Did you give him any empty promises? Seph: No. Feyn: He would be a lot more devastated if he understood what his parting meant. Seph: You said you would try to fix Shy. Feyn: I said I would. But I didn't say I could. Seph: If Razkil wants to believe you'll be able to, then let him. Feyn: That's rather cruel, isn't it? Seph: Well, you try to tell him to give up hoping that Shy will come back.

Errand: Come on, Razkil. Let's go inside. Luthien: Moping won't bring the imp back. Errand: Can't you say something nice? Luthien: Why should I? Seph: *sigh* Inside, everyone.

When they had left...

Feyn: I will not promise to bring Shy back. Seph: I know. I know. Feyn: You will make that clear to Razkil. Seph: Feyn, I'm sure he knows. Feyn: Then I don't see the point in getting another shell for Shy. Seph: Look, it'll make Razkil feel better. -_- Feyn: I'd rather he accept that Shy's gone forever. Seph: But Feyn, you won't know till you've tried. Feyn: He'll forget about Shy soon enough. Just get a new toy to distract him with. Seph: . . . Feyn: From now on, _don't_ bother me about Shy. If I work on him, I will. I very much doubt I can recreate him. I can create another hybrid, but not the 'Shy' you all know. Seph: -_- Feyn: *shrugs* If Razkil asks, I'll tell him that. Seph: *sigh* If he asks, do that then. And we'll see what he decides. Feyn: He was just a toy with a bit more personality than others. Seph: But what if Shy really did become something alive like Razkil always believes he is? And the shock he suffered from the fight just jarred him loose from the shell he was bonded to and he's been lost all this time? Feyn: If you believe that, try and find him and bring him back. If you know where to start, I'll even try to help. Seph: . . . Feyn: You see how impossible it really is? Seph: *sigh* You'll break it to Razkil gently. Feyn: It'll be what the cats have been telling him. Seph: It'd be more final when he asks you. Feyn: Another responsibility I do not wish to shoulder. Seph: Live with it. You're the one who created this mess in the first place.