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((Wow you do play a good Cliff! Ya know, before you I was gonna take the role of the da big lummox, but the guy-dude who was playin' Albel didn't show up, and since I litterly begged for the role...I got it! Anyways, great job!

Where have I been? Gosh, working, working and more working! I really don't have too much time like i used to! Haha!))

((Yeah! I'm a lady-type! And I'm also evil! Muahahahaha! I was too busy combating communism and fighting gang wars to come take up my role as Skirt Boy. And it's all true!))

Clair was entirely annoyed at her father while he spoke, Farleen grinning while he talked, but her eyes opened up wide and she turned her head towards her father very quickly after hearing his last statement.

"YOU DID WHAT?!" she exclaimed, letting go of her father's arm she was pulling on and glaring daggers. Oh, she did not like this one bit. One bit at all.

"Oh, there is knocking on the door!" Farleen interrupted, looking at the door and back at her angered commander.

Sighing in anger, Clair turned from her father and towards the door, walking towards it.

"Father, we will have a serious talk about what you do with my name later," Clair growled, opening the door after a small jig was knocked on it. ["What a nice song! : D " - Farleen ]

"Who is it-? Oh my! Cliff!!!" Clair uttered in complete surprise, shocked at seeing the soaking Klausian in the rain.

"Oh, Tynave will love this! 8D " Farleen giggled in happiness [sarcasm?].

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"I have another bad feeling..." Tynave grumbled under her covers.

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Nel was heading down the stairs when she heard knocking and the opening of the door after a long knock.

She had a... a hunch on who it might be.... Oh dear, she already knew who it was. She never got hunches unless it was...

"Cliff!!!"

Clair's voice.

Crap.

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(( By the way, when I say serious, I mean realistic, as in realistic things happening. D8

I don't mean having Cliff act like a stick is up his butt. XD;

Go ahead and be silly, but be REALISTIC about it! -nods-

Which is why I love how you guys are adding humour to my serious characters! XD In a realistic sort of way! 8D ))

Albel turned around at the sound of that familiar voice...could it be?! Cliff!

Albel turned around and gave Cliff an angry glare..."So...you've come back. What brings you back here you fool?" His arms crossed, looking very impatient and was waiting for Cliff's answer.


((Lol, Cliff IS a big lummox...and maybe i woulda played Roger...but i never really liked him in the game, nor did i think he was handy in battle! Meh, thats just me! And your welcome! Thankies for all the glomps! biggrin ))

(Yeah Albel should still be in bed. I doubt he would leave without Tynave saying something.)

Adray grabs Albel by his dress shirt thing and throws him upstairs.

"You stay up there and get better you fooling fool!" Adray said, still upset that he was "tricked" as he put it.

Adray spotted the visitor.

"Hey aren't you...ummm...Stiff? Diff? Triff?" Adray asked. He didnt know the man to well. Really, he only remembered Fayt and Maria. And thats because he was hoping to get him hooked with his daughter. And also Maria was the only other one with blue hair. And she scared him a little.

{{Mr._Stabby, you made me LOL, which makes me happy xd Stiff? Diff? Triff? Miff? Muffins?? surprised Hum, upstairs he is, then sweatdrop
Know what else makes me happy? The Renaissance-style pillow my mom bought me heart ... Cept my cat's gone and stolen it for her own guilty pleasures crying }}

Cliff entered the mansion, dripping cold rainwater on the clean floor without too much remorse. He shook it out his hair--as a wet dog would to its fur--but was careful not to splash anyone... too much. It couldn't be helped.
"Albel?" Cliff repeated, cocking his head to the side at Farleen as he spared a little time to roll the name around in his head. If Albel hurt Tynave... (again)... it would be safe to assume...."You guys still at war with Airyglyph or something?" The way he said it held an inkling of concern and grim.
The blond male answered Adray reluctantly, almost sheepishly, as Adray spoke. Truth be told, he didn't remember much about the old man either... except for the little detail of the lacking of a shirt and the presence of a skirt, that is. It was something one found hard to banish from one's memory. Oh, that and Adray's name. Yeah.
"Cliff," he said, as if introducing himself for the first time. "Cliff Fittir. Glad to see you again, Adray."
Then Cliff looked up, hearing his name called upon. He wore a blank expression at first, but then, after blinking collectively, frowned a little. "So you are in Arias," he said slowly, looking his old friend up and down. "What happened to your green dress? And what'd you slap me earlier for??"


{{Nostalgic? Awwww <3 And um... Cliff can't quite seem to comprehend the fact that Nel isn't the only red-head in the eternal sphere sweatdrop ... (although it sure seems that way xd ; )
Hm... I'm thinking about reserving minor characters for meself later on... For the sake of 'W's, can I have Welch and Woltar? 8D}}

{{Mwahaha! Although, I'm still upset that they made Welch rather than Albel and Maria... Dammit crying Welch is still cool, though xD
I'd expect it to be boring! Why, if I were in a peaceful medieval-ish world without my cat, I would be sickeningly bored, too! War is just so much fun like that X3 (Not real life modern wars, mind you; those are no fun p: ) }}



"An accident, huh?" Should he take her word for it? From what he's heard from Fayt a long while back, Albel had changed a little during their travels. A little. Hm, he'll just go ahead and trust Farleen for now. It wasn't like she would have any reason to lie. A hunch nagged at the back of his cranium, but, for once, he ignored it. Either that, or he didn't notice it. (Let us hope for the former sentence, Cliffers might get into less trouble that way.)
Cliff was very, very puzzled for a minute by Nel's remark, and it showed clearly in his features. He then proceeded to conclude that she had lost her memory, and got it back in a very short amount of time, therefore forgetting that she had slapped him and wore a green dress. Genius! "Ah well," he said, letting the matter drop easily. He grinned a friendly grin as he palmed his hip. "It's great seeing you again, Nel."
As soon as Clair spoke, Cliff felt a strong urge to wander around the hallways and do some exploring, see what's changed since the last time he had been here. It took an equally strong will to hold himself at bay. "All right," he had said simply, bringing up a hand to acknowled--DAMMIT!
He really needed to stop using that arm so much... Cliff brought it down to his side, heaving a heavy sigh. Such a nuisance. He covered it up quickly by beaming and giving a thumbs up with his th--AGH!
.... Surely they didn't see that, surely. He had a hunch they didn't. Okay, fine, he wished he had a hunch they didn't.



{{I felt silly writing the last part rolleyes Poor Cliffers, he shouldn't have been chosen by me, I have a tendency to torture those under my control... usually mentally :3 ... W00t for Mental Torture! <3
... I had a sudden vision of Cliff wearing slippers...}}