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[Accidentally turning on the sky phone once he brushed up against a nearby branch, the first thing anyone sees is just the darkness of his coat pocket. During the entire time of this static filled audio, a faint beep emanates from the sky phone.]
There is a boundless source of energy sitting right beneath my fingertips! Why haven’t I been alerted to such bounty before? Surely, someone must have known about the fascinating power that lies beneath the Iifa Tree’s core.
[A beeping of his sky phone finally captures the doctor’s attention and he reaches to pry it out. Smirking into the camera of the phone, Dr. Cidolfus points the camera away from him and over towards the glittering green liquid-like glow before him.]
It’s as powerful as the Mist lingers within the Four Jagds. Although, it seems quite different from anything I’ve studied before. This power…what is it?
[Something starts to glow within his right pocket of his coat. Catching the eerie glow from the corner of his eye, the doctor sets down the sky phone for a moment as he pries out a chuck of nethicite out.]
What is it? That light, it thirsts for this power!
[Raising the nethicite towards the turquoise glow of the Lifestream, the rock begins to shine even brighter once it began to siphon the magical energy before it. Drinking it’s power to its full, the nethicite actually floats from Cidolfus’ hands, hovering high above this endless mystical ocean of greens and blues.]
…This power, is it native to Gaia?
There is a boundless source of energy sitting right beneath my fingertips! Why haven’t I been alerted to such bounty before? Surely, someone must have known about the fascinating power that lies beneath the Iifa Tree’s core.
[A beeping of his sky phone finally captures the doctor’s attention and he reaches to pry it out. Smirking into the camera of the phone, Dr. Cidolfus points the camera away from him and over towards the glittering green liquid-like glow before him.]
It’s as powerful as the Mist lingers within the Four Jagds. Although, it seems quite different from anything I’ve studied before. This power…what is it?
[Something starts to glow within his right pocket of his coat. Catching the eerie glow from the corner of his eye, the doctor sets down the sky phone for a moment as he pries out a chuck of nethicite out.]
What is it? That light, it thirsts for this power!
[Raising the nethicite towards the turquoise glow of the Lifestream, the rock begins to shine even brighter once it began to siphon the magical energy before it. Drinking it’s power to its full, the nethicite actually floats from Cidolfus’ hands, hovering high above this endless mystical ocean of greens and blues.]
…This power, is it native to Gaia?
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Date: 2010-02-27 05:09 am (UTC)The Princess of Dalmasca hated Vayne to the point that she would sell her very soul to slay him! Have you forgotten how adamantly she fought against the Empire in pretense of saving her country from the Empire's grasp?
Do you think such hatred would quell here on foreign soil!?
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Date: 2010-02-27 05:16 am (UTC)How can you defend her still after all she done!? Are you a Solidor or not, Larsa!
Hatred doesn't vanish, it lingers and pools within the hearts if impure dastardly men! Hatred taints the minds of those who indulge it's wrath, that hate lingers forevermore until they reek revenge in the form of bloody murder.
[video - filtered] Starring Larsa Ferrinas Solidor & Dr. Bunansa
Date: 2010-02-27 05:35 am (UTC)You are no Solidor, child. Not if you defend such monsters and shun your brother so. I treated Vayne like my own son despite my less than regal blood but you...
You are his kin and you still forsake Vayne for those who mean to crush you and the Empire both!
[video - filtered] That's EXACTLY what I was thinking!
Date: 2010-02-27 06:00 am (UTC)You'll have to catch me first, little boy, if you wish to scrape your dagger upon my tongue.
Best be off now for my son isn't the only Bunansa who's fond of running.
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