May. 1st, 2010

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May. 1st, 2010 12:12 am
[identity profile] for-every-task.livejournal.com
[The camera flicks on, and a cold face flickers onto the screen. She absently goes reaching for her glasses, but they're not there. Ahh, yes, she had crushed them earlier in her rage. The city of Alexandria is behind her.]

As much as I hate admitting this, I'm in need of assistance. Any words uttered by this... thing-

We're Moogles, kupo!

Moogles, yes. I wish to return to Eden. At once. I will not stand for this kidnapping. I have work to do.
[identity profile] dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com
[Mjrn is wide-eyed and sprinting across the snowy landscape just outside Narshe, as the sun rises. The screen angle is shaky, as she doesn't dare stop.]

Lord Larsa! There is an emergency--

[She nearly stumbles, but keeps going, and pans the screen back enough to show the large swarm of Silver Dragons soaring toward the town. Then she picks up the pace, darting into town and back toward the Solidor's estate as swiftly as her feet can take her.]

[ooc: Spam away, all ye who live and work and recover in Narshe.]
[identity profile] fulminous.livejournal.com
[ Lightning is outside, eyes narrowed, the device in her hand at an upside down angle. She's glaring up at the rising sun, as if looking for something.. ] I must have been hearing things—

[ She turns to go back inside, bringing the phone up to shut it off when there's a rather loud screech, and Lightning whirls around, the device in her hand all but forgotten as it drops to the ground. The view, after it's done bouncing, is now pointed directly at the gradually lightening sky, with hundreds of black dots quickly coming into focus. Lightning herself is only seen as a large boot, but you can still hear her movements and voice rather clearly; there's the sound of her drawing her blade, and the crunch of the dirt under her feet as she turns on her heel. ] Snow! Get Serah into the house and hide!!

[ The dots are now rather visible as large silver dragons careening into the city, attacking anything they can get their claws on. Lightning's footsteps are heard gradually running away, only to come back as she scoops up the phone and makes a rather mean face into it. ] This is ridiculous.

[ Click! ]
[identity profile] waterblade.livejournal.com
[With Yuna gone, Tidus had woken early after having kind of a bad night's sleep. He was preoccupied by getting out of the house without either waking Lulu or her kid - he wasn't exactly all that quiet, after all - but eventually he'd gotten a piece of fruit out of the kitchen and was out the front door, wandering down towards the docks without really noticing. He had practice that day, but not until later, so-]

[What was that? He spun at the sound, reminded of some of the fiends they'd seen along the Pilgrimage - especially the big ones, which wasn't comforting. The roar came again, still distant, but Tidus squinted into the rising sun as it started to be obscured by something... something that moved...]


SHIT!

[If ever there was a time for cursing, it was now! One hand went into his pocket, where the Sky Phone almost always was, pulling it out and dialing a very familiar number even as he turned and pelted as fast as he could towards his house.]

Come on Cloud, pick up!
[identity profile] sixth-sefira.livejournal.com
[The man had been up with the dawn. Considering he no longer had Masamune to wield, that meant he would have to get used to using a different sword. He had worked some with it the night before when it had arrived by of all things a moogle, but he would need considerable more practice with it before it would feel like an extension of himself the way Masamune did. Discarding the shirt and resting the phone on top of that so both would be out of his way, he proceeded with his work out until the sun actually rose high enough in the sky for it to be considered morning. He'd paused in his actions as the sky began to darken and looked up about the same time as a shriek cut through the air.

Grabbing the shirt, the phone was unceremoniously dumped off the table as the shirt was pulled out from under it. The impact turned the phone on and the network gets a nice shot of a ruined courtyard, plus a sky dark with dragons overhead. The owner of the phone is seen pulling the shirt back on before briefly exiting the courtyard, intent on seeing whom else is awake and if none are, he'll wake them up and set them about the task of making certain that no citizens are caught outside when those dragons descend to attack.

It's several minutes later when the feed catches the man's return and approach to the phone. Picking it up, he studies it for a moment before speaking.]


I don't know what is behind this, but there are a considerable number dragon's over Wutai. I would advise any one near or on these islands to seek shelter as soon as is feasible. You should be safe inside any sort of building or structure which has a roof and door to it, once inside, stay inside until you either receive word the threat is over or there are no more dragons to be seen.

[That said, the feed clicks itself off and the man leaves the courtyard once again to go rally what he can of the army that Vayne put together.]
[identity profile] nethi-cite.livejournal.com
[Dawn has never been a friend of the doctor, but it never once has been a foe of his either. Once the morning rays shined upon the land, a terrible screech followed suit. The sky was blanketed with white, the early morning glow of the sun blocked out by this whirlwind of destruction. Gazing out the window in silence, Dr. Cid reached for his spectacles as he hurried out the room. There was no time to process what was happening, so instead of the assessing the issue with a scientific approach, Cidolfus decided to on handling this method a different way.]

I suppose skipping out on the morning brew of coffee is a must this morning. A shame really, I tend to be rather unlikeable without my precious caffeine. [He mutters this as he activates every one of his Rooks within the makeshift laboratory within his home.]

Arise! Certain death is upon us.
[identity profile] dragoon-rising.livejournal.com
[Kain has just stepped out of 'Mount Ordeals' to find that it's no longer there, and there's no return to it. He heads outside somewhere on the fringes of Troia to brood about that loss. As he walks along, his rage grows, and he tosses away the first thing that comes to hand- his communicator. It clicks on as it's thrown. The sound of his voice picks up along with the image of scenery flying by, before it comes to rest face-up showing the sky.]

-how could it just disappear!? I had so much to accomplish and-

[Kain pauses as shapes can be seen descending in the video. Many, many shapes of silver dragons. He growls something under his breath, then shouts once the threat becomes more apparent.]

Incoming! There's an attack incoming at Troia!
[identity profile] notathiefcole.livejournal.com
[Sitting lightly in a tree, Locke is catnapping. After all it's too early for thieves to sleep and too late for decent folk to be up.]
[identity profile] championofwutai.livejournal.com
[Ring ring! Hurry and pick up the phone, Rikku!]

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