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[lunarborn]

[Cecil hadn't known he had a son. He hadn't known how quickly he would grow to love that son, nor how heartbroken he would be when the boy would flee the relative safety of his household due to the tiniest of scuffles with a good friend. A good friend who, evidently, had been wildly and passionately lusting after the woman who is now Cecil's wife. Let alone the things he's been doing with Cecil's own adopted daughter. It's been a hard month, and it just became harder with the tree event and subsequent loss of his son's presence in the house. It hadn't taken him very long to become completely enamored with that boy.

This time, lacking a proper confidante, Cecil is attempting to resolve his inner struggles without a physical outlet. He's gone out to the desert today, dug his blade into the sand, and knelt before the design on its hilt. He's having a moment of prayer, but won't mind discussing it if he's interrupted. All are welcome.]

[OOC: This is mostly a placeholder post; threads will be tagged come morning. <3]

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[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra doesn't often visit the desert, but with Moro in such a state, there's no sense in visiting the forest for now. Her plans include sticking near the mountains, but occasionally, she ventures out further when something catches her interest. Like now.

Spotting someone below as she soars around in Esper form, Terra grows curious. When she's close enough to recognize Cecil, the half-esper backs away and checks to make certain that he doesn't notice anything before landing and reverting to human form.

Only then does she step forward, pausing with in a few paces. She doesn't say anything at first, curious...and uncertain if she ought to be interrupting.]

[lunarborn.livejournal.com]

[After a period, Cecil's concentration breaks long enough to recognize the crunch in the sand denoting someone's presence. He glances over his shoulder at her, smiling softly.] Milady Terra. It has been far too long since we've last spoken.

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra smiles in return, remembering that well and relieved that there doesn't seem to be the tension of last time.]

Hello, Cecil...and I suppose it has. What are you doing out here?

[lunarborn.livejournal.com]

[There's been enough time since then for Cecil to calm somewhat and become less upfront about his concerns over Luceti's politics.]

I was utilizing the moment to... commune with nature, as it were. [Somewhat]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra glances around at the desert terrain, a little surprised. Most people don't visit the desert for such things, but then she remembers Moro's message.]

Oh, I see. And you chose the desert because the woods are off-limits, for now?

[She glances at him curiously.]

[lunarborn.livejournal.com]

That also. [Though he looks eager to skirt the topic completely.]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra nods, though unfortunately for Cecil, she doesn't always pick up on subtleties.]

I saw Ceodore trying to commune with nature, too. Sort of. It seems a strange time for it, but I hope it goes well.

[lunarborn.livejournal.com]

Oh, you and Ceodore have met? [There have been far stranger times for such prayer, truthfully.]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. Not far from here, actually.

[She glances around, unable to pinpoint the exact location, but it doesn't matter, anyway.]

He's a very nice boy. I'm glad to have met him.