40th Sphere (backdated to Saturday morning after the event)

[got_blitzed]

[Jecht wakes up with a gasp safe and sound in his own bed - well, the one he's been calling his own for the past couple of months, at least.  For some reason, Yuugi isn't there passed out drunk next to him like she usually is, but that isn't the first thing on his mind.  Growling and rubbing at where he'd been stabbed in the neck the night previous, he throws off the covers and storms downstairs to use the phone.]

"Banika Conchita.  Dunno who the hell she is, but she fuckin' stabbed me in the goddamn throat and killed me in that stupid hotel last night.  Figured the rest of you'd wanna know there's one more psycho murdering bitch runnin' around this town.  And if you're listenin' too - you're dead next time I see you.  Eye for an eye.  I'm sick of this bullshit."

[Jecht slams down the phone, wandering toward the door.  He's intercepted by Yuugi's drone, who is already awake and cheerfully fixing breakfast.  Grumbling angrily, he picks the phone back up and dials out again.]

"Oh yeah.  Yuugi's droned too, for anyone who gives a shit about that.  Anybody needs me, I'll be on the beach."

[He doesn't wait for responses to the second call, heading straight outside to swim and relax on his makeshift beach.  It's Labor Day weekend, after all, so it's more or less getting to be his last chance to do stuff like this before the weather starts to get cold again.  After a short time, the postman comes by to drop off a package, tipping his hat and grinning.  Jecht doesn't trust it, but he figures everything else that's arrived this way has been fine, so he eventually decides to just open it.  Out of the long and bulky package, he draws a pretty badass looking greatsword.  After grinning and taking a few practice swings, he plunges it into the sand next to his lawn chair.]

"Well, 'least I got somethin' back for my trouble."

((OOC: Please let me know whether you're responding to the phone stuff or the action stuff when you reply.  For anyone who wants to talk to him about Yuugi, they can respond in person at the action part since he hung up right away after announcing that.))

Comments

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

It was a beautiful place...before my mother ordered it destroyed.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

Your mother... the queen, huh?

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

Yes. She...became obsessed with waging war after my father passed on. Her grief turned to greed, and it ended up consuming her. [She's hesitant to mention the little detail about her mother forcefully extracting her Eidolons and sentencing her to death when she outlived her usefulness.]

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Just sort of nods slowly, thoughtfully.]

"...Losin' people is tough."

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

...Is it wrong of me to miss her...after she killed so many? She even extracted my Eidolons and used them to wage war.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Oh god, Garnet, asking Jecht about emotions and moral justifiability of things. He's silent for a few moments, mulling that one over. This kind of stuff isn't Jecht's strong point, but he wants to be there for Garnet.]

"...Who gives a shit if it's right or wrong? If it's how you feel, it's right for you. That's all that matters. Screw anyone who has anything to say about it."

[That's about as sympathetic as it gets with Jecht, but he hopes it'll help a little.]

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

[His reply leaves her momentarily stunned. It isn't that she's left feeling rebuked or insulted, but Jecht's way of putting it just never occurred to her before. Her life revolved around pleasing others; as queen, it was her solemn duty. To think that she could do otherwise for once...it's worth being selfish about.] Those are wise words. Thank you, Jecht.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Smirks a little, laughing.]

"Wise... now there's somethin' I don't get called much."

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

But you are! It's just that I...I'm so used to living my life by the leaves of others...that sometimes I forget that my mind and my heart are truly my own.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

Might as well enjoy it while you're here, right? You can do whatever you want in this town.

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

Here, I am free. I...feel terrible admitting to this, but in that respect, I prefer Mayfield to my home.

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

...Guess no place is totally bad.