Room 308, Monday, All Day

[the_merriest]

She was mostly packed. Okay, she was totally packed, except for Petey, lying on the middle of her floor and burbling happily with one of his toys. But she liked calling it mostly packed, anyway. It sounded less final.

She had to ... take everything out to the Causeway, and meet up with Yunie and Lulu, and ... go home. Even though Fandom was what felt like home, to her.

She had told people to write, since e-mail was going to be a no-go. She'd bought extra batteries for her cell phone, and could beg people to send more. Now she just had to ....

Well. Leave.

Not just yet. First, she was going to sit on the floor and play with Petey and pretend she didn't have to, just yet.

(Rikku's goodbye post. Any and all are welcome.)

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[heromaniac]

"Sounds like she should come here and visit! Then you wouldn't be able to leave and I won't be sad and we can all have ice cream! A perfect master plan!" Momoko nodded a moment, then dropped her shoulders and pouted. "This is so not fair! Everyone I know is leaving. You do have email and phones, right? You won't forget to let me know how you're doing? And I can write or call you when I've done something stupid because the island is crazy again, right? Right?"

[the_merriest]

"I can't get her to stop," Rikku sighed. "I've tried. It's better when I'm there. I think that was my real role, as Guardian. Making sure Yuna didn't implode from all the pressure."

She sank down onto her bed. "Phones, yes, but it's gonna be messy. We're just getting cell towers, so the signal drops like crazy. So if you can't get through, just know that I'm thinking about all of you anyway, okay? No e-mail, which is going to suck. But letters go through just fine. And I'm probably going to be writing a lot, on nights when I don't have any signal."

She'd be staring at her phone and wishing she could talk to people, and probably writing really mopey letters. Especially to Reno.

[heromaniac]

"Letters." Momoko repeated with a pout. "I know you're going home to your family and your old friends and all, so I am happy for you? But this sucks. Next year I'm not going to make any friends with any seniors." Or cute boys who can set themselves on fire, either.