happy, sad, and a bit of the inbetween

So we rescued Celes the other night, in a fashion that was so perfect in execution that you might think all of us were controlled by the one person, which of course is not true, but what a wacky situation it would be if we were all under the control of some strange puppet master like leader, don't you think?

Actually security was quite light so it was quite easy.

But even though all is well, i feel a bit like i have missed an opportunity. I really wanted just a chance to say a 'thankyou' and maybe even ask a 'how are you?' but i had to keep my mouth shut all night and act like i was a tough mercenary commando with no links to her whatsoever and it was very hard to do when we dropped her off at the bus stop and she looked my masked face in the eyes and said 'thankyou, whoever you are.'

All i could do was give her the sketch of the girl falling down the hole which was all scrunched up because i had to slip it to her because i couldn't let the others know i had it. Even if it is very little, i hope that she sees that sketch and it makes her a little happier.

What a crazy world it is we live in where a simple Blake can be the fuse that lights a giant stick of dynamite that explodes into war and general unhappiness for the population at large.

In any case, Lydia came to my apartment today and said that she had work for me and i was super tired because i hadn't slept very well (another dream about the sad girl with the red eyes and the pale skin. She looked at me in a strange way that made me feel like i had forgotten something important i was supposed to do), and she asked me if i could work because she was being overloaded with deliveries. She said that in the last two days things have gotten really hectic and she needed as many people as possible.

I spent the day bicycling around (it was a beautiful day, and Cleardly has two bikes) and delivering all manner of bits and pieces from a to b and c to x and y to z until it was evening time and even though i was really tired i felt really good for some reason, so i passed by The Alchemist because i hoped Marle might be around to talk to but she still seems to be missing. I asked the manager if he knew her phone number and he seemed to be an understanding sort and gave me her address along with her number because he'd seen me with her before.

She lives quite far away, so i figure as soon as i get a day off i'll visit and see if she's ok because her phone is disconnected.

Blake out.