[Action - Figaro Castle] Myrrh Drop/Chalice

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[Locke is sitting at a table staring at the Myrrh Chalice before him, a half eaten lunch sitting beside him. He's still not quite sure what to do with it, but he recognizes that it's more important than sitting as a trophy in his room.

Muttering almost to himself.]

Now what do I do with it.

[action - Luca, the Strife household] Homecoming.

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[It had taken a while, but Shelke had finally arrived in Luca and managed to figure out her way from the airship dock to the new Strife household. She wasn't entirely certain what she thought of Luca. It was certainly different from Lindblum, more...open, somehow.]

[She paused on the front porch, considering the door carefully, uncertain whether she was supposed to knock or not. It was her home, yes? And all of her things were supposed to be here and such. And yet she had never actually seen it before, so...what was the protocol?]

Mew?

[She shifted as the red and black kitten that was half-dozen in her small shoulder satchel suddenly woke up and poked her head out, peering at the house and then crawling out onto Shelke's shoulder and dropping down onto her bad arm. The small girl winced, but adjusted to the sudden pain after a moment, reaching up with her other hand to scratch the kitten on the head.]

This is home. Please do not fight with the dog.

[And then finally making a decision, she pushed the door open and stepped inside quietly, letting the door close behind her.]

I am home.

[She called out in a slightly raised voice.]

[ accidental video ]

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[ The camera is at an odd angle, the paw of a cat obscuring the shot partially before the creature moves. Rude is on the bed in his room in Lindblum, half-asleep. Curled up against his chin is a black kitten with a bit of white at its throat; it almost looks like it's in a Turk uniform. Absentmindedly raising a hand to stroke it behind the ears, Rude chuckles slightly as several other kittens, these ones on his chest, mew at him before one pounces on another. ]

[video] Don't Play With Your Food

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[Reno is in Lindblum's streets, looking down at something as he walks, something by his feet, out of shot.]

No-- I got enough pets. Go away!

[He sighs slightly.] Yeah, so Lindblum's doing okay since the dragon attack. Looks like repairs are happenin' and-- LOOK WILL YOU JUST GO AWAY?

[Reno speeds up walking, turning down a street.]

Uh, yeah... the kittens are gonna be ready for sale soon. They're getting bigger and looking a lot more like ca-- ...what are you?

[He's looking down at whatever it is.] Why do you smell like onions?

[It squeaks at him and jumps up and down. Reno turns the camera on it to show a Wild Onion bouncing up and down at him.]

What is this? Why won't it go away? [Reno shoves it away with his foot but it continues to follow him. This is going to be a long day.]