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Jill Warrick ([personal profile] tilfrosset) wrote in [community profile] shellphones2025-02-01 10:14 pm

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Sender ID: tilfrosset (Jill Warrick)
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Subject: Clive's Departure
Warnings: Possible mentioning spoilers for the end of FF16? Let me know if you want to avoid them.

Good evening, all. This is Jill Warrick.

While I do not enjoy announcing bad news, I am aware he had a fair number of acquaintances who should be notified that Clive Rosfield has left. It seems his last day here was yesterday, perhaps early this morning.


[If this all sounds cold and businesslike, it's on purpose. It's far easier to pretend that she hasn't been crying her eyes out all day through text than any other method of communication.]

With that said, though we did not have plans for a grand event, I must also announce that there will be no wedding. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.

[Inconvenience? Sounding like she's putting others out as if she's not the one who lost her other half. But of course, years of hardening her heart against emotional disruptions sure taught her how to fake it until she makes it. Or at least attempt to, badly. She's experienced loss before, but this? It's different.]
apothecarry: (chin taps)

[personal profile] apothecarry 2025-02-25 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
I'll swear it on my satchel!

[He thinks about offering her his arm, then thinks better of it. There's only so much pushing he'll get away with, if his gut's right, and the walk shouldn't end before it starts.]

Anyone gets too close, I'll chase 'em off! [He grins, rubbing his chin like he has such a good thought.] The suggestion that they stop an' take a rest usually does the trick.

[Some of the crew, in particular, are experts at simply disappearing when Alfyn is around and concerned about their welfare.

When they are down the hall and out the door, Alfyn steers the path away from the harbor, toward a little rocky walking trail that overlooks the water instead. It's still chilly, but the weather isn't too bad otherwise. There's enough of a breeze, in fits, that any worry Jill might have about the state of herself will be easily explained by the gusts.]


Been quite a while since I came out here. Not much to forage for, just now, but it's about time to start lookin' again.