[Action - Campfire Post I] [Locked to people in Terra]

[nomerevessel.livejournal.com]

[Night has fallen and a small fire flickers in the dark, the only bright thing in a landscape that's utterly black. Terra has no moon and if there are stars, one cannot tell since the sky is shrouded by clouds. Mikoto is sitting cross-legged by the fire, her hands tucked in her lap.

This is a great place to camp, right? It totally is. Let's toast some muffins and have a chat.]

[ooc: Here is your first weekly campfire post! It's completely optional: your character can be tucked up in bed if you like, but this is a good chance to have some interaction that doesn't involve being attacked by dragons. Mikoto is available if you want to ask questions, but please feel free to threadjack and create as many subthreads as you like.]

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[morehatthanmage.livejournal.com]

[Vivi's noticed Locke's limping a little toward the end of the day's travel. He fidgets a little, not sure whether it's something he should bring to Refia's attention, before beciding to gather his courage and go ask.]

Um, are you okay? Did you get hurt fighting the dragons? Should- should I bring Miss Refia?

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[He gives a little smile towards the mage, gritting out the pain from the day.]

oh me? Sure I'm fine. A good night's sleep should do the trick!

[morehatthanmage.livejournal.com]

[The smile reassures him a little. Locke reminds him of Zidane.]

Are you looking forward to going back to your world? When we're done.

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[Locke takes a moment before responding.]

It'll give us a chance to defeat Kefka once and for all, but...

I'll miss my friends here.

[morehatthanmage.livejournal.com]

[He crouches down, looking into the fire.]

I'm gonna miss everyone too. But everyone's gonna get thier families back.

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

Not everyone.

[Stares off into the fire as well.]

Edgar told me that Rachel doesn't make it.

[morehatthanmage.livejournal.com]

...Rachel?

[He pauses, not sure what he should say. Death is still not something he knows how to deal with.]

...Were you close?

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

Nah. It's ok.

[He won't look at Vivi, preferring to watched the embers of the fire burn as he hides his true feelings.]

We were going to get married, but things change.