May. 31st, 2010

[identity profile] recites-always.livejournal.com
[The video has been turned on, no not accidentally. Genesis had been originally wanting to make a video post, more to muse and see what was going on with the rest of the world but remembered something and simply didn't turn off the video. It is leaning on a windowsill of the Wutai castle and has a partial view of a mirror and the redhead standing in front of it. He is taking off his shirt, revealing several bandages on his arm and around his torso. His black, heavily bandaged wing is in view as it is only his right shoulder that is slightly obscured due to the position of the Sky Phone. However, he takes off the bandages from his chest and arm, revealing smooth, remarkably unblemished skin. Thanks to the Mako. Though at the moment, more fresh, pink claw marks adorned his back and more on his chest that is barely seen in the mirror.

He sighs softly. Ah, well, those would disappear soon enough. Next, he stretches his wing and unwinds the bandages. He smirks slightly, satisfied that there is hardly any pain from stretching the wing. Once the bandages are on the floor, he flexes the wing, carefully moving it and flapping it a couple times. A little stiff, but that was expected.]


Well, then.

[And then, his wing folds back against his back and then... it goes into his back! Most never see this as he normally has the wing out. Other days, he'll have it in. But he chooses this in the mornings, but considering what had happened... well, he couldn't exactly do this again. The wing has now fully disappeared and there is hardly evidence that it was ever there save a thin line down the left side of his back. His crimson shirt comes back on, buttoned up easily but lazily, leaving the top half unbuttoned. He then walks back to the windowsill and takes his sky phone.]

Still on? Ah, well, no matter.

[He opens the window and looks out. His glowing blue eyes, brighter in the sun, look back at the phone.]

And so, how fares everyone else upon Gaia?
[identity profile] smallmage.livejournal.com
[The screen flicks on to a... field of nothing but white and a few sun-dappled cloudy shadows, apparently. The sound kicks in quickly, though, beginning with a giggle that turns into a real, happy laugh very quickly as the picture refocuses and settles right-side up to show a round, smiling, black face and two curly-cue horns in the middle of the sea of white fuzz. The creature baaaaahs and lunges forward, nudging the camera, as the voice laughs again in delight.]

This is amazing! They're adorable! The dwarves say they showed up out of nowhere, like everything else in this world, but I didn't think anything this good came over!

[Refia's in full-on animal-geek mode; the camera turns to show a field practically buried in fuzzy round white puffs, Conde Petie not too far off, and Alfa the chocobo in the midst of the new animals. The sheep don't seem to care about the chocobo at all; the chocobo, though, is obviously puzzled over them and occasionally reaches down to tug gently with her beak at a hunk of their fluff, earning some protesting noises as the sheep moves away from the tugging thing.]

I have to get her to stop doing that, but this is wonderful. It's so nice here, even if the dwarves aren't just like the ones at home. They're close enough, and they're helpful and friendly to everyone. [The picture turns once more to show Refia herself, sitting amidst the sheep and practically surrounded by them, leaning on one with a happy and content expression on her face.] It's not home, but it's the closest I've found here. I wish I could stay longer...

(ooc: Reffie's totally singing this in her head.)
[identity profile] brewing-storm.livejournal.com
[Well, he's been meaning to get this out of the way, so might as well, while he's got the time at his desk.]

Your attention, please:

Garden will be hosting sparring demonstrations during the festival. They will be open to the public and students. Those of you that want to sign up, let me know.

[Just text on a screen, but he's hoping effective enough.]

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[ooc: replies back after volunteer work is done! \o/ Baaaack!]

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