Seph: | You're back? |
Feyn: | Yes, and no. |
Seph: | Another short visit then. |
Feyn: | Yes. Though I wish I could stay longer. |
Seph: | So, did you ask Kamahn to visit? |
Feyn: | I didn't manage to go home and invite him over. |
Seph: | Oh. I kinda thought you'd have been back home at least for a while. You're rather busy, huh? |
Feyn: | *sigh* Do me a favour. |
Seph: | What? |
Feyn: | Get me that SD doll we had been talking about. |
Seph: | What?? |
Feyn: | I mean it. I'd like it soon. Now that I've remembered this...pet of mine, I can't pretend I haven't. |
Seph: | So? I thought he was just some servant you had around. |
Feyn: | He's not a servant... I don't even know what he thinks he is. I don't want to leave him alone, and he can't settle in with Kamahn and the devil child. So I want him here, with you. |
Seph: | Feyn... |
Feyn: | Look, I've talked it over with ____. He's fine with it. |
Seph: | Yeah? |
Feyn: | Yes, he is. Kamahn won't be coming back here so he won't notice an extra shell that shouldn't be here. |
Seph: | Waitaminute! Kamahn won't be coming back here? |
Feyn: | *wince* Well, we thought that if we got you to get me that body I need, then it would be best that Kamahn doesn't see it... |
Seph: | HEY!! |
Feyn: | Be a dear, and don't argue. |
Seph: | But Khamiel was to be next!! And the boys and I are all hyped about starting that fund for ____! |
Feyn: | Well, they won't notice if you've spent it. |
Seph: | And what am I going to say when we get that new body and everyone looks at me like I'm the bad guy again?? |
Feyn: | I'll explain things then. |
Seph: | FEYN!! |
Feyn: | Look, I would love to debate over this, but I can't. I have to go back before my boy starts falling apart on me again. |
Seph: | Gods. What the hell does that mean? |
Feyn: | It means I've got a mess on my hands and I'd like to fix it as soon as possible so that I can get back to doing what I want. |
Seph: | . . . is this like Shy? |
Feyn: | No. *sigh* Oh. What about Shy's body? It's empty, isn't it? |
Seph: | Wait!! No way! We're not giving Shy's body to that 'boy' you're talking about. The body we'd talked about doesn't even come close to Shy's. |
Feyn: | Seph, I'm desperate. |
Seph: | . . . |
Feyn: | Please. Get me that shell I want soon. You'll like him. I'll bring him over one of these days. |
Seph: | . . . what if we use a temporary body until we can afford to get him a proper one? |
Feyn: | I want him grounded onto something physical--and somewhat permanent--soon. It drives me crazy to have him follow me everywhere. |
Seph: | You don't sound like you really like him a lot... |
Feyn: | . . . well... |
Seph: | You forgot all about him until only recently... |
Feyn: | . . . *sigh* Do I have to explain? |
Seph: | It would be nice... Because right now, all you seem to me is a jerk who's remembered something he's left behind and he wants that something off his hands and is very willing to dump that something wherever he thinks it'll be suitably taken care of... No, you're not looking like a very nice guy at all, right now. |
Feyn: | Because I am _not_--and have never been--a very nice guy! |
Seph: | Yes, so there's not reason for me to help you clean up your messes. |
Feyn: | . . . fine! Let me say goodbye then. Because you won't be seeing me for a long time! |
Seph: | HEY! |
| *The both of them glare at each other* |
Feyn: | He's a nice boy. Razkil and Silren will love taking care of him. And Ferrahn will love pushing him around. Errand will adopt him as a fellow...companion. |
Seph: | And you? |
Feyn: | And I will feel better about him. Look at it this way, having him live with you is a lot better than trying to have Kamahn and Khamiel live with him. |
Seph: | I suppose so. What's his name anyway? |
Feyn: | . . . I...well...he never seemed to need one... |
Seph: | . . . |
Feyn: | You can give him a name when you meet him. |
Seph: | . . . |
Feyn: | Oh, _don't_ look at me like that. You named Shy, didn't you? |
Seph: | You're impossible!! |
Feyn: | Yes, and irresponsible. So please do take this boy off my hands and give him the care he needs. I can't give it to him right now. He--he suffocates me. |
Seph: | . . . |
Feyn: | Please? |
Seph: | . . . |
Feyn: | I will promise to cherish you forever. |
Seph: | *rolls eyes* |
Feyn: | *small smile* So, yes? |
Seph: | I'll talk to the guys--when I can. |
Feyn: | Thank you. |
Seph: | . . . is there something wrong with him? |
Feyn: | . . . no. He...he's just...quiet. |
Seph: | . . . good quiet? |
Feyn: | . . . needy quiet. |
Seph: | . . . |
Feyn: | He just needs to be around others more. |
Seph: | *raises an eyebrow* Like Kamahn? |
Feyn: | In a way. *groans* I do think I will drown myself in a bit more guilt. |
Seph: | *sigh* |
Feyn: | Goodbye. |
Seph: | Bye. |
Feyn: | I'll bring him over as soon as I can. So that you and the others can meet him. |
Seph: | Yes, but tell him there will be mixed reactions. |
Feyn: | Of course. But he'll adapt. |
Seph: | I hope so. |
Feyn: | He will. And you will all love him. |
Seph: | Stop saying that. It drives me to anticipate the worse even more. |
Feyn: | You'll love him. |
Seph: | Shouldn't that be: you'd better love him?! |
Feyn: | I'm not going to keep talking in circles. Send my love to the others. Good bye. |
Seph: | Feyn! |
