↳ oo1 [ audio ] “ Baby's black balloon makes her fly ”

[needsmorefiagra.livejournal.com]

[ The incessant thrum of raindrops are evident upon the start of the transmission. There's a soft breath — almost like a sigh, though he refrains from speaking for the time being. Instead he remains in his contemplative silence as he studies the dreary rain-washed scene with a sharp gaze. Indifferent but not oblivious to those eerie stares from vacant eyes, he merely turns away, his footsteps sounding hollow as he seeks refuge under a simply decorated archway. The pitter-patter of rain sounds muffled now, creating an almost intimate ambiance to compliment Genesis' melodic lilt. ]

When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.

Rain holds the power to mesmerize... Gaze intently enough and you may just catch a tale unfolding. A spectral city conjured from a dream so distant. But what do you suppose would happen if the dream wasn't yours to know, yours to take?

[ Despite the rain there's a peculiar quietness lingering on the line, gently curling around the words that aren't being said. Only the sudden crack of thunder marks the end of one passage, the beginning of another. Genesis' tone is still soft, still conversational, never-mind the frequent bolts of lightning illuminating the dark sky and striking perhaps, a mite too close for comfort. His smirk is almost audible within his next words, the picture being painted in his mind turning a deeper shade of disaster. ]

I'll assume this to be my twist of Fate then, shall I...?

[Video Survalience // Action to Anyone in Luca]

[unlimitedcid.livejournal.com]

[Video shows the coast right outside on the Mist continent and Luca a little away]

Hmm?

[Video feed cuts off]

[Video clicks on a little later this time in Luca looking back out towards the continent]

Hmm?

[Video feed cuts off]

[And this cycle continues on for a little bit before the screen cuts to Luca as the phone drops on its side showing Cid scratching his head and messing up his already messy hair]

This bridge will take a lot of effort...[Sighs and groans] But I know it can be done...

[He grabs his phone and the feed is cut]

[action : Open to people in Luca.]

[knowshermachina.livejournal.com]

[There is an Al'Bhed woman running through Luca from the airship port to the dock, severely underdressed for anything resembling winter (although she has a scarf). She is dodging through whatever gets in her way but she could be waylaid along her route.]

[Eventually she reaches the docks and stops, peering around until she spots Tidus's ship before bounding to it, clearing the sides in one smooth leap.]

Tidus! Where are you?

[voice]

[magitekrune.livejournal.com]

[There were already a few posts going out, but Celes has just enough time once she's outside on the sand to offer one more, and a few words of her general's wisdom. Her voice sounds strained, tense as she waits for the swarm to arrive.]

Figaro's being attacked! We could use help, but keep watch in case it's Lufene again. She likes to hit hard and multiple times. If it looks like she's leading this and heading elsewhere, I'll do what I can to alert you again.

[And that's it from her. She won't be responding to anything else, but feel free to threadjack each other and converse!]