Oct. 13th, 2010

[identity profile] waterblade.livejournal.com
[When the camera turns on, Tidus is seated on the bed in his and Yuna's bedroom, looking halfway like he only just rolled out of bed (which is close to being right). But he's got a question to ask before he forgets, so he'll just make this post as is, with shorts on but no shirt yet.]

Hey, if we're all gonna be-

[And he's interrupted by a loud, yet still breathless, obviously feminine voice gasping very loudly not too far away.]

[That gasping was actually Yuna gasping out his name. She’s off in the bathroom just a door away from their bedroom down the hall, standing in front of the full-length mirror. No one will be able to see it but she has her top lifted up over her belly and is looking at herself at a sideways angle, blue-green eyes rooted on the rather small bump of her lower abdomen.]

Tidus..! [She calls out his name this time in case he didn’t hear the first time, a hand pressing lightly to her stomach, feeling how firm the bump actually is and staring in wonderment.] There’s something there! I see it!

Tidus!


[And his entire demeanor changes in less than an instant - the phone drops to the bed as he pratically jumps to his feet, showing a picture of the ceiling over the bed and a long shot up his right arm.]

What?! What's there, are you okay?!

Yes! Come see!

[One-two pounding steps, then Tidus remembers the phone and grabs for it. The picture flails wildly with his movements, and it quickly shuts off - but not before he yells something that might or might not have been meant to be transmitted.]

We're having a baby!
[identity profile] marquisofthesky.livejournal.com
[The clashing and gnashing of steel is the main focus here, along with the sight of dozens workers scurrying about through what seemed to be an aerial shipyard. Humes and Bangaas alike toiled about, while the moogles could be seen overseeing the activities taking place. It was a chaotic and noisy scene, but if the onlookers listen carefully they could hear a familiar voice speaking.]

Is the prototype completed yet?

[There's a muffled "No" followed by some inaudible words. Whatever was said leaves Halim in mild agitation.]

Why this taking so long? We cannot linger idly while half of the known world goes up in flames. This vessel must be finished before the New Year comes. You cannot expect the Gilgamesh to be only flagship within this armada.

[Apologetic words are offered, but the Marquis let's out a frustrated sigh in response.]

All this talk of sorcery and magical stones has done nothing to aid in our endeavors, but we must press onward.

[Halim let's out a deep sigh.]

At this rate, we'll be sooner in our graves than closer to defeating the knaves that haunt this realm.

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