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[scarletgriffon.livejournal.com]

[In the midst of one of Alfitaria's town squares lies a lad. His weapon, a greatsword of unknown make, comprised mainly of burnished gold and blue steel lies at his side neatly and almost as respectfully as if the youth is dead. Yet dead he is not; his armored chest rises and falls deeply. And he's snoring. Loudly. He doesn't seem to be in any discomfort or have any injuries at all. He's merely sleeping-- though his sleep is deep enough to warrant complete and total exhaustion.

A moogle holds the skyphone, placing it's little face into the screen.]

K-Kupo?! Wake up, Kupopo!
Hello? Does this child belong to anyone?

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Her gaze is sympathetic as she nods.]

He might be. If that's the case, I can show you how to reach him and other people you might know, through the sky phone. I'll do what I can to explain about what happened to you, as well.

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[There's a slight nod. It's obvious that he's still exhausted, but he's steeling himself to continue -- no matter how gruelling the task of finding his friend. He's a knight of the Cardinal Stag; the best of the best... and any of them would not give into fatigue when matters are so grave.]

Your aid would be most appreciated, Rydia.
... Thank you.

[The thanks is delayed. Mainly because he's not used to giving thanks to anyone or anything; least of all a hume, but this is Rahal. And the offer is kind.]

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[Rydia nods to the moogles; they must have other people to find, and she can take it from here. Her gaze quickly focuses on the boy once more.]

You're welcome. What's your name?

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[ He watches the moogles nod between themselves and shortly scarper away with a hint of amusement at the resulting dust cloud. He's never seen many of them. And he's certainly never seen them run away that fast.]

Count--
[He stops himself, and scratches his head.]

...Excenmille. Just that will suffice.

[And he takes a few steps away; looking upon the ground for something. Yes, the skyphone. The device akin to a linkpearl that the psychopath dancer shouted at him through before he launched it to be rid of her. Then he promptly passed out again.]

Is this what you speak of?

[Hopefully it still works...]

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

That's right. It's how we find comrades from home and keep in touch with anyone across the world. There's even a map feature, to show you were you are if you're lost. Though I can tell you that right now, easily enough; you're in Alfitaria, on the Forgotten Continent.

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Unbelievable...
The fact an atlas of any sort can fit into this is beyond belief.

[Yes, he's looking for a way to open the device. So sorry. He's not good with technology since in his time, light comes from the sun, the moon and candles. Maps are giant rolled sheets of parchment. Even Rydia's true world has more technology in the shape of airships and such than his.

But. Excenmille's strength will always be intelligence beyond his years, and an amazing capacity to learn. He raises his head at the other's statement.]

...Are you of this world?

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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.]

No, though I've lived in it for almost two years. This area isn't from my world either, but my husband and I govern it in absence of its true ruler. Hopefully, she'll emerge just like you did, but there's no guarantee.

Why don't I take us back to the palace? We can be more comfortable there.

[She fully intends to get a meal into that boy, along with providing him somewhere more adequate than the town square to sleep.]

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[Two years? And she hadn't gone mad? He listens, and looks down one of the streets-- about to ask after finding Rahal again, but he catches himself and merely nods.]

...Aye.
You have my thanks.

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[Well, that husband and friends might have something to do with keeping that sanity. She nods, then concentrates and casts Warp. It's a long walk, otherwise, and she doesn't want to further exhaust the boy. When her magic fades, they're standing on wide balcony overlooking the gardens. It's often used for meals, if the tables laden with a variety of fruit and other food are any indication.]

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[Magic isn't anything new to him, but that has to have been perhaps the first time he's ever been carried by it. Sadly, the elvaan are not adept in the arts of anything beyond white magics-- so he looks around- quite confused. Then he sees the balcony, and the view of the town which is just surreal to him. But the smell of the food causes him to waver.

...He hasn't eaten in perhaps a few days. But such in commonplace with the war, and much more commonplace when the supplies given to kingdom forces is taken into consideration. Moldy, rancid biscuits are pretty much the reason he hasn't eaten in such a long time. However.

Despite how much his stomach is actually hurting him at the moment, he looks to the woman.]

Your estates are very grand.

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[Rydia smiles at him.]

Thank you. It's not really mine, but I plan to take good care of it, as long as I'm here. Anyway, shall we have some lunch?

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[Oh, he was waiting for her to say that. He nods, and makes his way in as much of a dignified manner as he can toward the table (and hey. The kid's a noble. He's been taught how to.) and tries to make no event of the fact he's practically starving to death. In unchildlike fashion, most of the sweet things such as fruit and the like are ignored. He doesn't know what they are, so he's not attempting to try.

...If Rydia chooses to be shrewd with her gaze upon him, she should see him concealing most of what he chooses, placing it deftly and quickly into a small leather satchel at his waist. It's not because he doesn't like it. And it's not because he's planning on eating and leaving. It's because if Rahal is out there, somewhere in Alfitaria -- he'll be just as famished.

Camaraderie at it's finest. Such is to be expected of the little knight.]

...I apologize for the questions, but will you show me how the phone works later?

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[Rydia does notice the food concealment, but says nothing, figuring he hasn't had any for a while and isn't sure when he'll next be fed. She's had times like that before.]

Oh, of course. You know, when I first arrived, I had no idea how it worked, either. Such technology just doesn't exist in my world. It takes some getting used to, but after a while, it seems like second nature. And I can't possibly complain about being able to reach friends that are halfway across the world in an instant.

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This technology is ... strange.
[He was going to say abnormal. And he was going to say much more negative things. He looks to the phone, touching a gauntleted finger to the display. It emits light... but it's not hot. surely if there was a flame inside it would be? In fact, how could a flame even exist without air? The thing is sealed.]

...Your world? What is yours like?

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[She nods in agreement; she's used to the technology by now, but can see how it would be strange to a newcomer.]

It's a lot like this one, in some ways...and very different, in others. We have chocobos and summoners, though those from my world don't have horns. I think Eiko is still disappointed in me, about that.

[Rydia chuckles.]

And we have elemental crystals in common with this world, though not the shrines to go with them. Instead, they're each protected by a different kingdom.

There's a world below the surface, as well. The dwarves prosper, creating machines and gadgets of all kinds. The Eidolons, too, dwell below...though they don't usually grant passage to outsiders. There's even a civilization far above the Blue Planet, on the Red Moon. We have two, just like Gaia.