[Voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I would have never imagined a city could be so big. How do people find their way around without a map? Does anyone know what those horrid smelling pickles are that are being sold in the Business District? They really should be outlawed.

Ellone, I hope you're okay by yourself. I still feel bad leaving you behind. Are you alright?

Are you available to talk? I owe you an apology. I would have called, but I don't have the number.

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[voice]

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

They are Gysahl Pickles, a local delicacy.

As terrible as they seem, I developed quite a liking for the pickles during my pregnancy. No longer, however.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Truly? I craved fish.

I don't even like fish.

[voice]

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

Nor I the pickles.

... You have children?

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Yes, I do. Two of them. My son was born three and a half weeks ago.

[There is marked pride in her voice, but at the same time, a hesitancy as if she's unsure how to answer.]

[voice]

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

A strange coincidence, for my own son, Shain, is merely nine weeks of age.

[Ashe senses that hesitation but she knows when to be subtle, however curious.]

[xredthespianx.livejournal.com]

Gysahl Pickles, they taste a lot better than they smell.

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I believe I'll take your word for it. I'm not sure I could get close enough to one to take a bite.

[voice]

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

I actually kind of like those pickles...

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

You do?

[voice]

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

Well, the smell is a bit off-putting but the man insisted they were good, so i tried them. And they do taste very good.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure I'm brave enough to try them.

[voice]

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

Well, you don't have to.

But you might enjoy them if you did?

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Oh, Gyshal Pickles. They are horrid. Once was enough for me.

[Voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

You've tried them? I'm not sure I am that brave.

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

I thought the smell might be worse than the taste. I was wrong.

I'm Rydia, by the way.

[Voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

My name's Raine. It's very nice to meet you, Rydia. I'm very glad I asked about them before I was coerced into trying them.

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

You're another Sky Person, then? I've never seen Gaians ask about them, even though they don't sell the nasty things everywhere.

[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

Horrid smelling pickles? OH! You must been the gysahl pickles! Those things aren't so bad once you get over the smell.

Although, I can only take a few bites of it at a time before I start gagging.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

I can't abide the smell enough to even think about tasting. So you like them?

[voice]

[pinkgospel.livejournal.com]

Well... [Taking an honest to God moment to think about her answer, Aerith recalls the first time she tried that awful smelling pickle. She was on her own in the streets of Lindblum until that foul odor found her. Like Raine, she was repulsed instantly but then a wave of curiosity in the form of braveness got her to try one.]

I guess you could say I do but only in moderation. I don't want to stink! Not even the sweetest smelling flowers could hide an odor like that.

Those gyshal pickles are only good when you're feeling a tad bold.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Funny you should mention that. The first thing I wanted to look for after that was a nice flower shop.

[Right now, her boldness is being pushed to its limits by even visiting a city so large.]

I think I'll let others be the bold ones. Being here is bold enough for now.

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

I'm all right, really. [Way too used to it to be bothered, Raine.] It's peaceful here.

Isn't Lindblum fascinating?

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

It's... big.

[Which is about as close an admission to her feeling uncomfortable in the city as she'll own up to.]

Laguna certainly seems to like it.

[voice]

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

I kept getting lost while I was there.

[She understands... but she's been getting used to Esthar, so Lindblum is similar for her.]

I'm sure he does. It's like a smaller version of Esthar.

[voice]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[Mention of Esthar forces Raine into silence. Her impressions of the country are less than favorable, especially when looking at what it's cost Winhill and her family.]

I still don't understand how Laguna could... nevermind. You know, the houses and streets reminded me of Winhill. I told him all we needed was you prancing around with a garland in your hair again and it'd be just like one of the village festivals again.

[Is that wistfulness in her voice? Why yes it is. Grown up children that should be small is still upsetting for her.]