Grell Sutcliff (
redcinemareel) wrote in
crux_fleet2014-08-09 09:25 am
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☠Fourth Reel: Can the stars stop spinning? [TEXT]
[Having just gotten out of the infirmary, from a coma no less, Grell is a bit...disoriented. Last time she was in a coma, it was in Balamb Garden. But this time, she woke up in the place where her last mishap occurred with Marco.]
Just checked out from infirmary. No recollection of how I got there. Please tell me it did not involve angry, multicolor clowns or sorceresses with a penchant for destroying the use of technology.
I hope someone took care of my cats.
-Grell
Just checked out from infirmary. No recollection of how I got there. Please tell me it did not involve angry, multicolor clowns or sorceresses with a penchant for destroying the use of technology.
I hope someone took care of my cats.
-Grell

[Text]
Angry or friendly.
[That seemed like a strange assumption to make. He knew nothing about sorceresses, but why clowns?]
Have you been in there all along?
Last I saw you was when we escaped the throng.
[Text]
Good. Unless they're good at being sneaky, I'll put a note next to them.
I believe so.
[Now she wonders who this is. She hasn't communicated with him via text before. So she does some digging and sees it's Francoeur. She didn't catch his name before.]
[Permatext]
Are you now feeling well?
[Even though he saw her before, it was difficult to communicate his name given their previous circumstances. However, he easily caught Grell's name after their rescuer had shouted her name so loudly.]
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