piratejournal | [audio - written] Selphie's Sad Times

*The journal starts off first with a breath, like someone is about to say something really important, but difficult to say. But instead of words, there's just a soft, slow sigh. Talking about this really isn't going to be easy, so she promptly decides to write things down instead. She writes very carefully, not committing to putting the words down until she's got them straight in her head, which is unusual for Selphie*

My whole life, I've never known my parents. They died when I was very young, it seemed, and recently I've gained back some memories of the orphanage I used to live in. I didn't know what they looked like, what they did, what kind of people they were. In a way, I think I accepted that. I was never adopted, and I was sent to live at a military school. That, for me, was always that. Of course I wondered. Of course I imagined they'd come back. But what I never imagined, was meeting someone here who does have memories of my parents.

These past couple of months, it's like my whole world has been flipped upside down, and I'm not even in my home world. Since the new year, one thing after another, and another. Sometimes it's just hard to know what to think anymore. It's not just this place, but the people too. I've always been a think-on-your-feet, live-in-the-moment type girl, but until recently, I don't think I ever really appreciated just how quickly everything can completely change, swept from beneath your feet, dumped on you from a great height.

Now that I've written this much, I'm not really sure what it is I wanted to say. I suppose, just that, even though this world isn't home, there's no underestimating what might happen, and how the people we meet here might affect us.

Just keep happy, everyone.

Just keep doing the things that make you smile.

*Then the journal entry finishes. There's not the usual signing of her name, not the usual message of love and peace, nor a scribbled love heart, or a smiley face. But she does go back to underline that last line, if even for her own sake than anyone else's*

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*Her eyes move to the apple and the drink, and while he's talking about a taste test, Selphie can't help but think of what a sweet gesture this is. Something so easy, from someone she doesn't know too well, but his kindness hits her hand, and she has to rapidly blink away any tears that might glaze over her eyes*

Sure! I'd be happy to help!

*Sitting down at the table, she picks up the drink and raises it to him in a toast before taking a sip, and smiling widely*

Mmhmm.

[Bah. It's not kindness. It's just...making sure he's got the recipe down. And the apple is to help absorb the alcohol so she doesn't get too drunk.]

[No. Other. Reason. ~~Besides, she's nakama, dammit.~~]

[He watches her out of the corner of his eye, cleaning up his workstation.]

Taste about right?

*Killing two birds with one stone then at least, surely. She smiles over at Zeff, then takes another sip, exaggerating her facial expressions as she enjoys the drink*

Yup! It's perfect!

*Then she puts down the drink, and starts helping herself to the apple*

You wanna try some too?

[He shakes his head.]

I usually wait until after the day's cooking is done before I have anything alcoholic. Dulls the tongue if you drink too much plus using knives with shaky hands on a moving ship is a recipe for losing a finger, and I value my hands too much.

That is very sensible of you, Zeff. Guess I'll need to just come down and catch you when you're done one day, so that I can return the favour.

*She lifts the glass and tilts it to him in a silent toast before tucking into the apple, licking her lips and giggling at the taste*

Zeff, you really are a genius, you know!

No need. [Though he's honestly a bit surprised by the offer. Not that the crusty old fart will admit it out loud.]

[He does smirk with pride at the praise.]

Feeding people's my passion. Feeding them food they enjoy and not just nourishes is a big part of that.

But of course there is!

*And she'll happily just continue to finish off the drink, and the apple, licking her fingers once she's done, looking like a cat finishing its cream*

Well, you do a super awesome job of all of that, Zeff!~

[He finishes cleaning up his counter top with pride. Hearing people enjoy his food never gets old.]

The least I could do.

*Selphie scrambles down from her stool, because she's pretty short and she doesn't want to trip. Feet firmly on the floor, Selphie walks over to Zeff and wraps her arms around him in a warm hug*

Thank you.

[He stands there awkwardly for a moment as she hugs him before he awkwardly pats her on the back. The old pirate isn't exactly used to those signs of open affection.]

You're welcome. Now I need to get started on dinner.

*Selphie giggles as she gives Zeff one more tight, cuddly squeeze, and finally steps back*

Okay! I better let you get back to work. But thanks for being so sweet, Zeff!~

[Zeff huffs and waves her off. Bah. He's getting soft in his old age.]

[audio - written] Selphie's Sad Times

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