Mar. 15th, 2010

[identity profile] sonoffigaro.livejournal.com
[The screen blinks on, set at an odd angle - sideways on the ground, cobblestones clearly showing in most of the picture, along with some rather charming buildings that certain SeeDs might recognize from a certain spider chase. Those, though, are mostly obscured by the sudden moogle foot and paws that appear, trying to bat something away from the device.]

No, don't do that, kupopo! You're going to break it and we jus-

Nonsense, I'll put it back together once I'm done - this really is an inconvenient arrangement; why did you have to add so many buttons to such a small device?

They all have to be different to dial oth- WAIT! KUPOOO-

[Pseewwww. The screen goes dark again.]

[Several moments later, it clicks on again, from a different angle - moogle-height, this time. The neon "Nautilis" sign can be seen behind a man with long blond hair, tied away from his face, wearing mostly blue clothing that is also partially armor and holding a tiny screwdriver and a pair of pliers he probably got from a moogle. On the ground in front of him is a Sky Phone with the cover opened and thoroughly half the bits and parts extracted and laid out on the ground in front of him in neat rows.]


Fascinating... This seems to run on such a small power source, yet displays capabilities beyond any of the magitek-

Kupooo. [The moogle is plainly worn out by this man.] Please, just take this one and keep it in one piece, kupo!

Ahh, thank you. [He looks up to take the device, and Edgar's face is shown clearly for the first time as he peers at the screen. He seems to consider something for a moment, then slips the phone into a pocket.]

Are you sure this isn't a dream?
[identity profile] tantalus-born.livejournal.com
[Zidane was back in Alexandria for the moment, having returned with Garnet after she'd gotten back from the summ-con, and while he didn't particularly mind being here, he was feeling rather...restless. So, he was out and about in the middle of the night, pacing through the halls of the castle without any particular destination in mind.]
[identity profile] madeofhonour.livejournal.com
[The video feed popped on, rain instantly washing out all other noises over the speakers. The screen was black for a few moments, bits of blue of light flooding in from the sides, before the screen flashed white and focused on the sopping wet man sitting a few feet in front of it. He looked upset for the most part. Anger seemingly more noticeable than anything else -especially to those who didn‘t know him-.

Low light illuminated his eyes as they looked over to the phone with a grunting sigh before looking back out at the surroundings.
] According to this device, I am currently in “Burmecia”. A quarter of a continent, an island and a split ocean away from where I remember being assigned to.

[He fidgets with something in his hands, his brow furrowing. He looks rather cold.] I’ll move out when the rain lets up more. However, by the looks of it… that won’t be soon. In the meanwhile, is there anyone who calls this place home who can tell me where it is exactly I am?

[The feed cuts by itself as a gloved hand fidgets with device.]
[identity profile] xnotyetaherox.livejournal.com
[ Denzel is sat in the garden with some scraps of wood, some nails, a hammer and some wheels. He also has a childish sketch of a wagon. In front of him is a very, very bad attempt at making said wagon. It's very wobbly and uneven and looks like it's about to break. ]

Does anyone know how to make a wagon?
[identity profile] bastard.livejournal.com
Raijin and I just arrived in Troia. We'll be back at Garden within the hour.

[And then a smirk--this time intended specifically for one clumsy messenger girl]

Don't leave without us.
[identity profile] shatterhearted.livejournal.com
[ Fran is sat in the cockpit of the Strahl, and more importantly, she is sat in the captain's seat, rather than the navigator's. ]

To those who know him, or those who know of him... it is my belief that Balthier has returned to Ivalice.

Whatever people wish to believe about the assassination of Vayne is their own choice. Yet I know Balthier is innocent. Believe what you will, yet keep your negative comments from my ears.

[voice]

Mar. 15th, 2010 11:14 pm
[identity profile] firstclassdream.livejournal.com
Woah, Kunsel would kill to have this phone. [A laugh] Though, bet ya I’m talking into my hand right now. Gotta say, this is the craziest dream I’ve had so far.

So, off chance that I haven’t cracked, anyone wanna tell me what’s going? Because I’m pretty sure I have no idea where I am or how I got here. Wait, better question: anyone seen a guy with spiky blond hair? He sort of looks like a chocobo. Goes by the name Cloud Strife. Last time I saw him...well, no need to get into that. I just wanna find him as soon as I can.

Cloud, you better be okay.

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