[phone calls (Rinoa & Rydia) / Action for Dali folks!] - forward dated to the 29th!

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

[She's jittery with excitement and nerves when she makes these two phone calls. As soon as Rinoa and Rydia pick up, she gets right to the heart of the matter:]

It's time!

[Later on, she returns to Raine's side to see what she can do. She's worried. She can't help feeling that this is a repeat of what happened last time. She's worried it'll turn out that way. But she won't let Raine see that. Trying to protect Slai, she'll do her best to help Raine while keeping the child occupied. It's the least she can do right now.]


[ooc: I think this would go faster party style tagging? But that's up for debate, still. Anyway, I'll get a couple of subthreads up and then we can all have at and whenever it gets done, it gets done!]

Comments

[winhillstime.livejournal.com]

[She nods in return and smiles gratefully.]

Right now, I think we all just need the company and support. It's been a bit more excitement than we're used to so far.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[Rinoa goes straight to seek comfort in his arms, leaning her head against his shoulder.]

She must be exhausted...

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

[Squall is more than glad to simple hold her.]

Yeah.

[There's the slightest note of worry in his voice.]

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

[The things that Luzaf is saying makes little sense to Raine, but she feels she must trust him regardless. Once she feels him press something into her hand, she assumes it is some medicinal until the cold feel of metal registers with her.

His prayer sends a chill through her and all she can do is shake her head. Life exchange? What is this?

For a woman unaccustomed to magic, and truthfully still terrified of it, all she can do is stare in wonder at the emergence of darkness from Luzaf. Warmth fills her and all at once she feels restored, no longer tired or weary, energized as if she'd just come out from the best sleep of her life. And then the prayer begins to make a sick sense. Luzaf is dying so she won't.]

Luzaf! What have you done?!

[She looks desperately to the others.]

Help him!

[for-ephramad.livejournal.com]

...Just pray I return to the seas.
Do not...

[His sentiment for her not to berate him for his actions is cut short. Instead, he merely drops his head. Yet he is not fading. He halfliddedly stares at his fingertips, expecting himself to vanish. It's too difficult to keep his eyes open though. Soon enough even they close -- and the shaking stops. He is not breathing; yet he has not vanished. He merely slumps there until gravity takes it's course and he falls backward on the floor.]

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

...I think I'm gonna go back in and see her. Even if we can't do anything else to help, we can make sure someone's always holding her hand.

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

[Another nod.]

It's not much but... it's what we can do.

[waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com]

Luzaf? LUZAF!

[Her yelling brings on another strong contraction and some frantic kicking from the baby. At least the people with her can reach him now and a collection of hands rush forward to try reviving the corsair.]

Do something, please!

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[That said, she squeezes his arm before letting go to visit Raine again.]

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

[There's a brief moment of consideration, and then Squall follows her in.]