Jul. 9th, 2011

[identity profile] immortal-lion.livejournal.com
[After a long period of time, perhaps a month -- perhaps half a month -- the measure of protection he's had commissioned from his own protective armour is complete. He's checked the handiwork by the qiqirn jeweller-- the only measure of protection he can afford to spare.

His body is ravaged by marked loss of Cobalt after the battle against the Experimental Lamia still, yet thankfully the qiqjirn did a decent job of fixing his attire, so he can remain protected against the beast within that rages all the more due to the lack of Cobalt and his weakened state. Sadly, his body won't heal. But he can cover it. Only the extremely perceptive would be able to stand half a chance in Hell at seeing the fact he was becoming more and more serpentine as a result of exposure to the lamia as time went on. There's an edge to his voice -- a certain look to his eye. And that is the reason he dismissed Vincent many nights ago. Fear that he would realize.

He stands by the gates of Nashmau, arms crossed about himself. He knows she's coming. There has been no message. No indication. Yet he does have control of the lamia's keen sense of smell.
]

...
[identity profile] rebornaninsect.livejournal.com
[When the video first comes on, there isn't actually that much that can be seen, and there's a strange sound in the background. Then the darkness moves, revealing first what had apparently been an enormous paw, then a large black puppy staring at the Sky Phone curiously. His head is tilted to the side as he considers the device he's found. He nudges it several more times with a paw, then with his nose, pulling back each time to stare.

Finally, he seems to have decided that the Sky Phone isn't anything dangerous, because he picks it up and starts to carry it off. Ever wanted a close up view of the inside of a puppy's mouth? Because you're getting it.]
[identity profile] vulgarascetic.livejournal.com
[ Prishe is weaving through the crowds, Skyphone in hand, mission on her mind. He was here, and she was going to find him before he really got into trouble. Thing was, the place was pretty big and she was getting distracted fairly easily by everything around her.

She was getting snippets of memories of another world, a giant market place in a large city -- but as soon as they came, they were gone, and her curiosity with it.

At any rate, she's looking for the Warrior of Light, or anyone who might be with him. ]

[Video]

Jul. 9th, 2011 05:19 pm
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[personal profile] paintbrushes
[Relm's bedroom's changed a little since it was last seen on the skyphones. It resembles a chemistry lab more than anything. Someone's been playing around with that Chemist subclass. But none of it's about to explode. Because she's pretty single-minded about just making pigments. Everything is colourful - the walls, the floor, that one unfortunate moogle who is now a delightful shade of pink. The artist herself, clean and serious(ish) for once, looks almost out of place.]

'f there's anything anyone left behind, now that big ol' portal's gone. Like places or people and junk. Anything at all-

I can make it so you see it again, whatever it is. It won't be real or nothing but it'll exist. It'll look real. And it'll feel real.

-you don't need to pay or nothing. I guess you could tell me a story if you wanted. Or bring dead monsters, that'd help. Or cake.
[identity profile] frogsbest.livejournal.com
[Quina has been busy the past few days, intending to keep his/her promise with Zidane and go to Alexandria. This may explain why Quina has been sampling all the tasties on offer with such speed, roaming Fum, day and night.

This also might explain the rumours encircling the farmers and the dotted villages, about a mysterious creature, seen at night, seen in their fields, eating crops, seen licking cows. Well, no one had seen the latter. Just awoken to finding that their cows had been licked. A whirlwind of destruction has been left in Quina's wake, as s/he samples the area - under the belief that it's actually a free for all. (Like it would really stop him/her, anyway...)

Still, Quina's sampled the fields. The only things left are the villages. Which is possibly why Quina has let his/her nose guid him/her towards a café, a dinstinct smell of something or other leading him/her inside.

Fortunately for Quina, it's crowded. The farmers, the Clavats, the Lilities, all have one topic of choice, not that Quina notices or is noticed. And no one's really seen the mysterious creature that eats and samples the wierdest things, so s/he is left unrattled... for the time being.]
[identity profile] focustrigger.livejournal.com
[Today's just like any other day, as of late. Serah wakes up, mostly wanting to stay snuggled up next to her fiancée, but eventually crawls out of bed, looking at his sleeping form with a smile. There will be the shower, getting dressed, pondering breakfast, tidying the kitchen, going out to buy groceries, checking her sky phone on occasion. Maybe fitting in some reading somewhere, or heading just outside to practice or train, not really wanting to break anything in the house.

But today is a little bit different. There's a makeshift calendar on her wall, and today is marked with a star.

It's her birthday. Today, she's nineteen. She smiles when she thinks that. So much has happened, both on Gaia, and at home, on Cocoon, on Pulse... and she's lived through it all, to meet her next birthday. It also makes her think of something... which may be why, after she's eaten, she pulls out the phone, and sets up a video.]


... it goes really quick, doesn't it? After we arrive on Gaia, I mean. When you sit and think about it, it's days, then months... six months. So many days, then falling into a routine.

I'm... happy being here, I suppose. Glad in some ways, sad in others... but... mostly happy.

[And then she smiles.] Protecting this world, and everyone in it... that's most important now.

[Then the feed ends. Of course, she's up for being waylaid in person at any point in person, before or after the video.]

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