And All the Little Pieces

[kursetheseeds.livejournal.com]

[Inside her house in Narshe, hiding away from visiting SeeDs - not very difficult, as she's simply avoiding leaving the house and not giving them cause to approach - Ultimecia is lying on her bed, arms crossed over her stomach as she puts herself into a light trance.]

[It's time to contact her knight.]

[Her breathing slows as she falls into the trance, then begins to reach down the link tying him to her, reaching for his mind. She announces her presence by a sharp stab to his mind, not enough to cause pain, and then waits for him to respond.]

[ video--filtered to the Turks ]

[cyke.livejournal.com]

...

Think there might have something you forgot to mention about this place.

[You know, like the fact that dead people show up ... only they aren't dead anymore.

Here's looking at you, Reno]

[ action ]

[loyalties.livejournal.com]

[Be on the lookout, Ondore. There is a none-too-pleased Dalmascan knight currently attempting to track you down within the walls of your own home.

Given Vossler's tendency to lash out at those who invoke his wrath, there is no telling what the unstable captain might do in such a state. If nothing else, The Marquis should consider himself lucky to have chosen such a spacious estate in which to take up residency.

But there are only so many hallways, and sooner or later Ondore's pursuer is going to catch up with him]

[Video/Filtered to close friends of theirs]

[waterblade.livejournal.com]

[If you're a relatively good friend of either Tidus or Yuna, assume you can see this.]

[Tidus is... not in Luca. Why doesn't he learn. Anyone fairly familiar with Gaian cities can tell he's recently arrived in Alexandria, its airship docks behind him - he's taken the day off from training to go "pay a visit" to a certain castle and probably a certain knight.]

Hey guys, blitz season's starting soon - so why don't we have a party? Down in Luca, I don't think most of you've been there yet, but it's pretty cool! I'll get everyone into the game [he hopes], and then we can all go out swimming and sailing!

Uhhh... Yeah, I'm gonna go get my boat back now.

Stupid idiot not even asking questions [something garbled here] better've fixed that window-

[Feed is cut off.]

[Video | Backdated to MARCH 13TH]

[lionsguard.livejournal.com]

[ Black and various shades of it is all that can be seen at the feed's start. Anyone who might mistake this for an accidental broadcast of some sort will find him or herself swiftly corrected by the brief, semi-subtle sounds that result from the Skyphone being handled not by bare hands, but gloved ones instead. As movement of the phone ceases, the picture comes into focus, clean and crisp. The pre-dawn shadows can be observed run-running across the vast sea from a horizon tinged with the beginnings of soft morning hues.

Seconds pass like minutes, minutes pass like hours. Pale, cream-colored oranges and soft, rosy pinks are actively painted into and over as the sun peeks at the expanse laid bare before it and, seeing no threat to its dominion, begins its ascent by first moving to crown the horizon over which it peeks. As it does, the shadows shift and morph, adopting the shapes of all they can grasp, and sleep's veil begins to slip from the now stirring harbor at the far side of the image.

Gulls' cries become more prominent as the sun stretches its arms in all directions, staining the sky both regal red and shimmering gold as the slivers of purples begin to fall below the horizon and long, slender puffs of cloud drift into view. In the distance, nearer than further from the Skyphone, the whistle of a ship announces breaks the seeming silence and cuts through the docks' haze.

White wings flock to the sky and the feed is cut short.

It is ended with the flawless beginning of a new, unblemished day. ]


[ OOC: Observe the subject. Log in the log community to follow. I'll update this with a link to that after it's up, Elle. Will probs be later today. Final. XD ]

Video

[te-dirige.livejournal.com]

[[Tseng's cleaned up, and looking and sounding far better, but a half dozen potions and some bedrest will do that for you. Now he's staring into the handphone, expression solemn.]]

For those of you who were acquainted with Elena - it's my belief that she's returned to our world. It seems that those that leave and return have no recollection of their actions here, which means I will be resuming any and all contracts she held personally.

If you were in negotiations with her, please contact me, and I will ensure our agreements are kept.


Locked to Turks and the President
Keep an eye out and listen for any information regarding Elena. I have cause to believe the ship's captain that she disappeared mid-flight, but I would like to ensure we do not have a repeat of my own disappearance.

Report 001 [Video]

[brewing-storm.livejournal.com]

[There's a soft click, a little bit of creaking-- all too familiar sounds of leather, a soft rasp-- and uh... is that a terrified sounding Moogle making noise over the wind? It's certainly making a lot of racket! The disturbing part? Figaro Castle kind of has the unique coloring only half-coagulated blood can ever give; browned, mixed with sand, and in the middle of it is our lovely Commander.

Grasping at the massive icicle sticking out of him.]

--SeeD operative-- (Breathe, Leonhart-- guh...! It's deep, can't even get it out like this--) R-requesting immediate back up--

Ah--hn! [There's a another gasp when Squall's hand falls away, his face twisted up in snarled agony, and the Moogle making more noise, and the words 'a lot of blood, kupo!' are a little too apparent before the feed clicks out.]


[ooc: The rescue log is right here.]

[Transmission Broken - 002 (Trace is scrambled, Filtered from Edgar)]

[magicclown.livejournal.com]

[KefkaEdgar stands in front of his throne contemplative]

I suppose many of you have questions as of late as to why another handsome devil in this world.

Truth is, I am uncertain, however I can be certain that I am the true Edgar Figaro. Flesh and blood.

[Looks away]

The only conclusion that could lead me to believe why there is two of me, is that someone is playing a sick game. Possibly wanting to tarnish this castle's king and his people.

I will be in the castle tending to some of the people here and assessing the situation. If any of you out in this world called 'Gaia' see another me out there, he is not to be trusted. I say this only to protect you from whatever lies or actions he may do.

Lord Figaro, your bath is warmed up just the way you want it

[Clears throat] Yes, well...that was a bit...uncalled for.

...

If you'll excuse me I have some executive decisions to take care of.

[Transmission ends]

((OOC: YEA WHAT NOW EDGAR!? KEFKA HAS JUST SHUT YOU DOWN!))