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[The air rushing over the speaker nearly obscures the voice yelling to be heard through the wind, and the picture is clearly being taken from the air - Fang has the phone in broadcast mode in one hand, while the other is holding her staff and one of Bahamut's ridges to help her keep her seat as the dragon wheels around the outside of the really freaking tall building floating in midair. Eiko's birthday gift to Lightning has benefited more than one of the l'Cie, and Fang couldn't be gladder to be back in the air.]
This thing's got to be a couple miles tall at least! Over a mile wide, that's for sure. Still can't see any sort of entrance-
[Just then, Bahamut roars and soars down in almost a face-first dive towards the bottom of the massive structure, Fang holding on easily.]
You got something? Great, then where- There!
[Right near the bottom of the tower there's a tiny, tiny human sized door, as big as a speck of dust compared to this thing. The eidolon wheels around, allowing Fang to get a good shot of the door and the computer panel that probably controls it.]
Hope we've got someone good with wires out there. Okay, we've got a way in!
This thing's got to be a couple miles tall at least! Over a mile wide, that's for sure. Still can't see any sort of entrance-
[Just then, Bahamut roars and soars down in almost a face-first dive towards the bottom of the massive structure, Fang holding on easily.]
You got something? Great, then where- There!
[Right near the bottom of the tower there's a tiny, tiny human sized door, as big as a speck of dust compared to this thing. The eidolon wheels around, allowing Fang to get a good shot of the door and the computer panel that probably controls it.]
Hope we've got someone good with wires out there. Okay, we've got a way in!