Emil Castagnier

[This isn't the first time Emil has returned home to an uncomfortably quiet house. It's not unusual for H to be out somewhere during the day, but there's something strange about today, a weird feeling in the house that causes a sinking sensation in the pit of Emil's stomach. Hoping against hope, he's going to head upstairs and open the door to his housemate's bedroom... only to have his worst fears confirmed.

Once again, his journal falls to the ground with a thud, popping open to record a strained, shaky voice.]

N-no... no, not again... no... please...

[OOC: I know, I'm still on hiatus, but Emil wouldn't not react to his housemate vanishing.]

[His voice is calm, level, yet if you listen you can tell that it's somewhat strained as he speaks.]

... I know I've been apologizing a lot lately, but... I wanted to say I'm sorry to anyone I upset over the past week. I can't keep making excuses for it no matter how much I want to. What I said was wrong, and I apologize.

[He sighs.]

I'm just glad that everyone is all right after what happened.

[Considering he just woke up about 30 minutes ago after being out cold as a result of spending such an extended period of time in Ratatosk Mode, Emil has only a vague idea of what happened. All he knows is that it wasn't good, but he hasn't had the time to do more than skim the journals to see what he missed-- meaning, of course, that he spotted his own earlier entry. Well, Ratatosk's entry. You'd better believe he went through all of the comments in that one. He doesn't know any of the details of the battle, nor does he have any memories of fighting in it.

Right now he's just sitting in bed and flipping through the journal, looking unusually solemn.]

[There's the sound of choked, heartbroken sobbing; he's not even aware that he's dropped his journal and that it's now open.]

F-Faize... Faize! W-why did this have to happen... who could've done this to him? And I couldn't... I couldn't do anything to protect him... I failed again... I'm sorry, Faize...

[More sobbing.]


[OOC: Set immediately after this.]

[Private // 5% unhackable]

Cloud is back.

He doesn't remember me at all. He didn't even recognize me... he said he'd never met me before.

What if... what if this happens to Luke when he returns? What if he doesn't remember me either? Or what if I get kidnapped, or Richter...?

We never should have gone into those tunnels. We didn't find anything useful, and now this is happening!

... I want to go home...

[It was over. Everything was over now. And once again, much as it was after they had dealt with Diavolo, Emil finds himself limping back home, exhausted and in pain and vaguely sick at the realization that they'd had to kill Zelman to end all of this. Although he wasn't the one who struck the killing blow, it still distresses him to know that he played a role in the whole thing. At least everyone is safe now... right? He takes his journal out and opens it to ask.]

I-is everyone all right? It's... we stopped Zelman. It's over now... [His voice is tired, shaky, with a slight note of disbelief.]

[Now he just hopes he can make it home without collapsing first.]