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[cutlery]

[ By the time Sebastian reaches out in Communion, he’s already felt the fullness of his rage and taken it out. Viciously. It’s an occasion where he’s grateful for what Ryad provides, lest he had to express it in a more troublesome way.

Sebastian’s usual affect is warm and friendly, if with a polite distance, but today, it’s ice cold. His Communion is always expressed as something dark, but there’s a secondary sensation that comes today as well. It’s the unsettling sensation of being watched that makes someone’s hair raise. After all, there’s uncountable eyes in that abyssal dark. ]

I shall be brief. Someone broke into my home a few days ago and left a “gift” most unwelcome. A Shard belonging to someone from my home. Yet, though I kept it isolated to inspect it further, that did not seem to matter. It infected the Shard that Lady Yima gave me. A Shard that is now no more, for it burst. The soul that was in that little rock is no more.

[ His voice becomes more tense at that last sentence. It’s clear he’s very intentionally holding back his temper significantly. ]

I make this announcement for my fellow Zenites’ sake that they might destroy any they come upon immediately. Also to inform them that there is a way for these Shards to be tampered with that has been exploited. But let me also be clear.

I will find whoever was unwise enough to step into my home and play with my pet. I went through great lengths to obtain that soul, and I do not take kindly to being robbed of it. But there is no need for threats beyond that, is there?

[ So he says, but it’s crystal clear—Whoever it was, they’re in grave danger if they’re discovered. ]

Comments

[youngprodigy]

[He can't exactly blame Sebastian for being salty.]

Creating false shards...

I would assume whoever is rather high ranking.

[Among Meridian, he means.]

I'm sorry for your loss.

[Not that it seems that Sebastian cares about the person who was killed, but Cid doesn't really care about that. It's the principle of the thing.]

[cutlery]

[ He’s still surprised to receive sympathies, but at this point, he’s accepting them a bit more gracefully. There is a pause, but his voice is gentler when he says: ]

Thank you.

[ That’s it, but admittedly, he also just doesn’t want to talk about it, lest he get worked up again. So, business. ]

I can only assume they are someone quite high ranking. It is a dangerous thing to do in the first place. I cannot imagine someone who is only pledging the most basic of loyalty to be willing to undertake it.

[youngprodigy]

[He frowns, the concentration coming through on his end.]

It'll mean there's a very narrow amount it could be, but I don't know anything about Meridian loyalists.

[cutlery]

[ He sighs ]

The one I know best is the one I also know absolutely could not have done it.

[ …Is Set a Meridian loyalist? Maybe, maybe not, as contrary as he liked to be. Regardless… ]

There is another who I certainly would not be surprised, but if Hayame is able to enter my home without leaving a trace of it, she has changed considerably since we last met.

[ Since, you know. Centaur. He doesn’t even think she’d be able to make it up his stairs, large as she is. ]

[youngprodigy]

...I don't think Hayame could have done it.

[It's been a very long time since Cid encountered her, but that much he's confident about. For obvious reasons.]

Now that you've said something, whoever is responsible is going to be quiet.