[Entry 45:] Lost in wonderland and fond memories

[closetpervert]

[Video:]
[The feed turns on to show Klarth resting against a tree, clearly exhausted from walking in circles for a couple of hours and running from certain creatures.]

Ah, that's it. I need a rest. Goodness, every which way I go is a completely new labyrinth. Which brings up the question, has anyone actually managed to find a way out of here?

[He slowly inhaled and then exhaled to catch his breath before pulling out some photos from his pouch, smiling to each one especially the last. One was of Tyr as a child, another of Rita dressed up as a princess, another of Tyr and Riou together as well as a rather endearing and rare photo of Toph. The only picture that he found that was directly relevant to him was this photo of Mirald. As if it was meant to fall into his lap that day. The summoner sheepishly smiled almost embarrassed that he's asking this as he addressed his viewers again.

Perhaps there may be more photos of her.]

Ah.. You know... I've given it a bit of a thought and it wouldn't be so bad to hold onto a few of these after all. If there are still any photos around of me that you've found, please let me know. I would appreciate it greatly.

[ooc; Backdated to the 24th for the curse! Also, feel free to claim any of his photos from here! Open Action to anyone else lost in the maze!]

Comments

[negativegate]

I was the only one who fit the costume.

[closetpervert]

Still, that's a rather interesting request to make. A guild job, correct?

[negativegate]

Of course it was a guild job! You don't think I'd normally spend my time doing that kind of thing, do you?

[closetpervert]

I wasn't about to assume and it's still odd to think you've joined one in the first place.

[negativegate]

It was just the one-! I bet you've done plenty of stupid things.

[closetpervert]

And what is that suppose to mean? Just when did I say it was stupid? Goodness...

[negativegate]

I-I'm saying you were obviously thinking it!

1/2

[closetpervert]

You know, I've been meaning to mention this. Don't go about assuming everything I think. I truly think you look good in this picture.

2/2

[closetpervert]

[He smiled.]

Yep, I've decided. I'm keeping it.

[negativegate]

What, you do?

[That gets a blush out of her! And she sputters-]

H-huh? What do you want to keep it for?!

[closetpervert]

I wouldn't have stated otherwise.

[Sighs though he's proud he's getting blushes out of her. Ah~ youth~ He smiled.]

For keepsake. I'd like to remember you by something.

[negativegate]

[Dangit, Klarth...Making her feel a little fuzzy inside!]

Keepsake? Y-you know you can't take it with you when you leave the City, right?

[closetpervert]

[Feel all the fuzz while you can, Rita. He rarely gives them out. Lol]

Of course. Still, I realized that there has never been anything to remember my friends by besides fond memories. And in truth, something that should never be allowed from my standpoint or the course of history may have distorted further.

[He closed his eyes thinking of Cless and the others with a small smile.]

It's a small sentiment. I'm counting on it being here in case either of us are sent back and returned to remember. [He looked at her]

Besides, you never know unless it's done.

[negativegate]

[Secretly, she will! While trying to get at him just a bit.]

Distorted? M-maybe for an old geezer...

[Though she certainly wouldn't mind keeping a picture of him...There's just one problem.]

Anyway, I don't think I picked up any of yours.

[She starts shuffling through some--and there is one of Klarth, young and watching his mother. Rita doesn't notice the resemblance enough to recognize it at a glance, though.]

1/2

[closetpervert]

[LOL <333]

Yes, yes, for an old geezer

[The fact that his memory hasn't been the greatest he'll keep to himself;;]

2/2

[closetpervert]

Ah, all right. Then don't wo--hm. [He paused as he watched Rita stare at one picture.]

Find something?

[negativegate]

[A point for Rita!!

And now she studies the picture, then looks up at Klarth again. There's obviously an age difference making it hard to say for certain, but...]

This isn't you, is it?

[And she holds it up for him to see.]

1/2

[closetpervert]

W-What is it?

[He made a face before she showed him the picture.]

2/2

[closetpervert]

[Slowly his expression soften and then somber as he stared at it with an uneasy smile.]

Yeah... that's me. When I was still a brat. Heh, odd what pictures this place conjures, huh? I never expected to see that one coming.

[negativegate]

Really?

[She looks at the picture again, then back to him, puzzled at his expression.]

So who's that you're spying on there?

[closetpervert]

My mother. [A pained look slightly hidden under his hat as recalled that day.]

[negativegate]

Mother? [Her eyes widen just a little, and she takes another look. She's curious about Klarth's reaction, though.] Was there something going on?

[closetpervert]

[He gave a small shake of his head.]

No, nothing. More so, that day was just like any other.

[The same old quiet house. Lonely and sad, yet she never complained and loved him even so...]

[negativegate]

Huh? What, it was always like this? Why?

[She wouldn't have thought much about the picture, but Klarth's reaction has her interest piqued.]

[closetpervert]

[She wasn't going to drop it, was she? Well, he couldn't blame her. He assumed that part of it is to have a little revenge from earlier. And really there was no need to hide it.]

My father was a passionate and ambitious scholar as well and has always taken favor to his research over his own family. You could guess the rest...

[Something... he wanted to avoid doing but alas... he was his son after all.]