Cecil was feeling strange as he continued to make his way around the ballroom. At one point he stopped and made his way in another direction instead, simply because he felt compelled to go that direction. Without really understanding why, he veered off to the right slightly, and finally caught sight of Rydia, who was dancing with... someone he didn't recognize. He stared, and then suddenly felt an odd sensation like something cold being dropped in the pit of his stomach. He knew this person. But who? After a couple of seconds, it came to him.
Golbez.
It was him. He was damn SURE it was him. Momentary panic seized him, but he forced himself to relax. The man didn't appear to be doing anything particularly terrible at the moment, besides dancing with Rydia.
THAT sent another cold feeling to the pit of his stomach, and caused him to frown ever so slightly. But he forced himself to relax. Feeling awkward, Cecil just stood there, quietly watching them.
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Date: 2009-10-28 03:34 pm (UTC)Golbez.
It was him. He was damn SURE it was him. Momentary panic seized him, but he forced himself to relax. The man didn't appear to be doing anything particularly terrible at the moment, besides dancing with Rydia.
THAT sent another cold feeling to the pit of his stomach, and caused him to frown ever so slightly. But he forced himself to relax. Feeling awkward, Cecil just stood there, quietly watching them.