2010-01-17

[Video; Dated the 10th of January]

[In the video Kain is covered in blood, staring blankly at the recorder. He coughs, choking up a lot of blood, before he gathers breath to speak.]

Rydia... Cecil... I... killed them...


...Let it be known that I am... responsible...

[The device falls, there's more strained coughing, and then everything is silent.]

[ooc; Ahhh so I know this is horribly backdated/late, but I just wanted to get what happened in! XD Obviously he won't be responding.]

[002 // text // Filtered to Ellone, Rinoa and Laguna]

I've been given orders by Squall to meet you all in Troia and accompany the party to Jidoor. I should be arriving via airship in a couple of hours- I'll contact you all again once I've landed.

- Quistis

[ audio ]

[While it definitely sounds like Marquis Ondore had better days in the past, the fatigue within his tone doesn't overshadow his usual well-mannered tone.]

Hm, The Great Skysea of Lemurés...who would have thought that such an oasis could exist beyond Ivalice. If one of the floating islands has taken flight here in Gaia, then--

[Pauses for a brief moment since he is unsure if he should voice this thought or not.]

Magicite. Surely, it has magicite within its core but how can such an island exist still if magicite isn't native to this land? Wouldn't the island fall? Not that I wish it to but this is simply vexing.

Tiresome and vexing.

[Sighs]

Perhaps I should leave the theories to those eager enough to unravel them but I rather not dwell on the ugliness I seen as of late.

[Video/Filtered from Kefka]

[Rydia appears once the screen focuses, looking rather unnerved and disgruntled. She's pacing by the roots of the Iifa Tree, glancing around every so often though sticking to a fixed path.]

It seems I've followed in those moogles' footsteps; slain and then revived by the Tree. Weird, but it's better than the alternative.

[A frown forms on her lips.]

I wish I knew what happened. Kain...the Kain I know wouldn't have done that. Not unless....

[She trails off, uncomfortable. Time to change the subject.]

Um...Cecil, Rosa; I'll be back as soon as possible. This world seems to love coming up with new ways to keep us apart, but I promise it won't be for long.