[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[The voice on the network sounds very much like a moogle, not a person. There's some strange sounds, similar to what you'd expect to hear from a forest.]

We've got someone down, kupo! Looks like a Sky Person. She landed in the spring.


[A soft, tired, female voice breaks in behind the moogle's message.] Laguna? Please?

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[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

...I'm not sure. It's a trick of time here.

...Where are you?

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Laguna's got a lot of explaining to do. Or Raine really needs to wake up.]

Evil Forest? I don't know if that's the name or the description. These... moogles aren't very clear.

I have to be dreaming. Moogles are a fairy tale.

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

They're real here. I wish I could come there. I'm in Jidoor with Uncle Laguna.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Laguna's on his way here...

He really left you alone?!

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

I'm not alone. The people are used to me here. It's all right.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Why were you both there? How far is it from Winhill?

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

[she pauses and sighs softly.]

This is nothing like home. Nothing's as it should be here. Maybe Uncle Laguna can explain it to you when he gets there and if not... I'll try when I can see you.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Laguna better explain it all.

[Or Raine is going to nag him into an early grave.]

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

Someone will.

...Be careful, okay?

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[There's a prolonged silence, while she stews quietly on this insanity. Then Mom instincts kick in, because what if this is her little Ellone?]

Are you alright?

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

[She waits it out, like a good girl. Can almost hear the smile on her face through her voice when she replies.]

I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. [Even though she knows you will.]

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I'm a mother. I'm going to worry.

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

...I know... Thank you...

[And that's about all you're going to get out of her. Little Elle might be running off to cry in a mixture of pain and overwhelming joy, but she's turning off her Sky Phone first.]