[Voice][Public, and tripping from the results of Rikku's accident]

[theschmotone]

[The accent of the voice is rather French.]

I zay, vhat vas zat? It smells of cherries all of a sudden. It is not unpleazant, though. It reminds me of ze Festival, and of moonlit strolls in ze garden with ze lovely young ladies vhen I vas young...

[Takes another deep breath, and coughs a little.]

I believe it vould be a fine day for zome fencing. Who is vith me?

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[son-of-the-lake.livejournal.com]

*laughing*

I'll fence with you, Dimo.

If I can...get to the practice...area....