Nightshift 26: F25

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

The man on the radio and the... Head Doctor, Celes supposed, had finished their tired arguments and left Celes considering her options. First and foremost, she would be waiting for Larsa and his companion. Still, her curiosity ran thickest when the man on the radio said something about a fire monster.

Asleep, in ice... Well, certainly she had an idea, and the blonde woman ran her fingers through her hair, considering her options. There was also this thin, green-tressed girl to think about. Hmm. The General settled herself at her desk, legs crossed at the ankles, flashlight up-ended on her desk for light.

Hopefully, the wait would not be long.

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[lady-general.livejournal.com]

"I have no problems with it, Miss Mion, and young Lord Larsa seems to be of an especially friendly kind. I would think he would not mind." Celes replied in answer to her request. Besides, Mion was a child, at least to Celes's eyes. "My I ask why you refer to yourself as an 'old man'?" Was there a bit of magic or anatomy Celes was unaware of?

If it were so, well, that only posed more questions that the general had no desire to think upon.

[inb4crazy.livejournal.com]

"Alright, thanks. Oh, you don't have to call me Miss... Mion's fine," Mion blinked at the question. People were just used to the old man thing where she was from, so she really had never had to explain it. Or maybe they just accepted her as a weird girl, which was true in it's own right. Unable to give a good answer, Mion shrugged.

[lady-general.livejournal.com]

[[go down! Follow the bouncing General!]]