[Action in South Figaro]

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[It's selfish, perhaps, to be as glad as she is that none of her own students were killed in the battle. They havn't managed to avoid injury as completely as she'd hoped but Porom embraces hope where she finds it and the knowledge that she's not led anyone to their deaths is comforting. And she needs that comfort right now, fairly desperately, selfish or not.

There's a large empty building in the north of South Figaro. Porom knows very little of its' history, how it once belonged to the man who sold the town out to the Empire, but its history doesn't matter quite as much as the facts that it's large and uncluttered, if not actually clean, and open and not in any immediate danger of collapsing. All of these facts make it ideal for a temporary clinic and even before the post-battle confusion has worn off, Porom's setting up makeshift beds and teleporting or floating the injured to the building. She gains something like momentum as she works, going from rushing around on her own and doing what she can to rushing around and giving instructions to anyone well enough to carry them out.

Outside, once the confusion after the battle has finished, work begins on repairing damage to the town and keeping the citizens happy and healthy. From actual rebuilding to securing food and a safe place to sleep for everyone, there's more work than there are healthy people to do it. But they're managing. Because they have to.]

OOC: This is a mass interaction thread! So tag whoever and have fun! Also the official 'time when this takes place' is when-the hell-ever, from two seconds after the last of the monsters went down to a few days afterward while the 'rescue Edgar' mission is going on. To make it more organized, note where your character is and maybe a time (or just 'whenever' if your character's around the whole time) in the comment titles? OKAY GO!

System Log - Voice 03 [Privatized Entries]

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( [ Privatized to Rikku ] )

[Action; open to anyone in Warjilis]

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[Little more than a week had passed since the Dalmascan Princess' tragic loss. A week spent mostly in solitary mourning, her infant son being the only one able to penetrate her grief, to reach his young mother. On that breezy morning, just past daybreak, Ashelia chose to venture outside. At such an early hour the port city's trade was yet to begin in full, the likelihood of her being able to proceed undisturbed somewhat high. Wrapped in a hooded cloak of pale gray, with her sleeping child securely cradled agaist her chest for comfort (whose was unclear, but she dared not go so far as to leave the residence without him), she passed practically unnoticed through the streets of Warjilis.]

[To the docks she walked out of instinct, feet halting of their own volition once they fell upon wooden boards, the only sounds being cries of gulls overhead, vessels creaking, moored nearby. One pale hand stroked Shain's hair; she could almost imagine Rasler's locks lay beneath her fingertips - yet reality forced that thought aside.]

[Ashe's eyes closed in a silent prayer for her beloved, before lifting skyward to the heavens.]

[action in troia (open to anyone) | backdated to the 15th]

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[It was early morning in Troia, as Frimelda arrived. Despite the time, she wasn't the only one up and about - business as usual went on for the citizenry around her, as she went about her own business; that, being getting to know the place.

For a while, Frimelda had wandered Gaia in much a way she wandered Jylland, even taking up a hunt as she went, the familiar routine calming and somewhat reassuring. But after a few days, she'd remembered the offer to go to Troia - so had taken it without too much thought. It was somewhere else to see.

Now she was here, though, she wasn't too aware of what to do with herself, beyond looking around. After a few minutes, she paused in her wanderings, turning to gaze up at the castle that was nearby.]

[ooc: mostly for when she's going and when she gets there, so rydia (as we planned to have them go together?)/cecil/anyone else, feel free to hit this up.]