[action in Figaro - slightly backdated]

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[Cecil had intended to head for Troia straight away upon arriving back in Gaia. But Rosa's insistence on going to Figaro instead to meet him had made him stay put, and so he'd accepted the Terra's hospitality for the time being. It was a good idea, in retrospect; his memories of Gaia were still muddled or vague in places, and throwing himself straight back into his duties to Troia wouldn't have helped in the slightest.

Now, night is gradually falling on the desert castle, and the temperature along with it. Cecil is standing on the castle ramparts, watching the sunset and rise of the two moons. If he didn't know better, he could almost believe he was in Damcyan.

Either way, the cooling air is working wonders for clearing his mind while he thinks. But he wouldn't say no to company, of course.]

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[byhissidealways.livejournal.com]

[ Rosa's been trying to give Cecil a little space - she knows what it's like to have so many memories clashing with each other like this and she doesn't want to overwhelm him. But still, after a while, she goes looking for him, just to check on him.

She finds him up on the ramparts and at first she's hesitant to interrupt. After a while, she approaches. ]

Cecil...?

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[His wife's voice snaps him from his thoughts. Cecil looks around, and a small smile forms when he spots her. She's always welcome to interrupt him.]

Rosa?

[byhissidealways.livejournal.com]

[ She offers a smile in return and walks up to stand next to him. ]

I did not wish to interrupt you if you wanted the time alone.

[ But she's really missed him. ]

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[As she moves to his side, he slips an arm around her.]

No, it's fine. I should apologise for losing track of time out here. [Especially after she came all this way to see him sooner. He should have known better than to leave her, for even a moment.] I had wanted to speak with you, anyway...

open to whoever?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore pauses in one of the inner courtyards to watch the moons rising. It's still disconcerting for him to see two of them in the sky here, knowing what the second moon brought with it at home. The small bundle he's carrying, wrapped up in his scarf, wiggles and yips softly.]

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Guess who just arrived in Figaro? Ursula, after her ordeal at the Wind Shrine, kept on traveling afterward. She wasn't about to stay in Troia while everyone was at or approaching Figaro. So, she rests as much as she can on the ride over, then snags a chocobo to reach the castle. She's just come up from the stables, seeking a certain prince along with the rest of his family.]

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Well there's a sight for sore eyes. Ceodore perks up and jogs over to Ursula, jostling the poor puppy he's rescued.]

Hey! You're back?

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

I couldn't wait.

[Ursula nods, grinning as she catches up to him. She's about close in for a hug or kiss -or both- when the bundle catches her attention.]

What do you have here?

[byhissidealways.livejournal.com]

[ Soon enough, his mother will run across him. ]

Ceodore?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Mother...

[He nods to her but if he looks somewhat guilty, there's a reason. Remember those times you caught him out wheedling cookies off the kitchen maids before dinner? Yeah, he's making that face right now.]

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[Cecil happens across Ceodore, and is about to greet his son when the scarf he's carrying moves. Cecil blinks, wondering if it was a trick of the light.]

What are you carrying there, Ceodore?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore pulls back some of the scarf to show a small pup, just barely old enough to be weaned.]

I found him by his mother. She'd been mauled by something.

[And your son is something of a tenderheart.]

[rebornaninsect.livejournal.com]

[Golbez is passing through on the way to search out his brother, but he pauses when he sees Ceodore. He's not in such a rush that he can't take some time to talk to his nephew- a nephew he knows nothing about. He wants to fix that, and now seems like as good a time as any.

He's beginning to approach when he sees the bundle in Ceodore's arms wiggle and yip.]

What is this?

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

A puppy I found earlier. Seems it's dam got into a fight with something she couldn't win.

[He inches back the scarf to show a bit of a pup who's looking rather pitiful and lost.]

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[Locke heard that Cecil was coming to town and thought he saw him in the courtyard, so he gives a holler!]

Cecil!

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore's gotten a little too used to people mistaking him for his father, so when he turns around it's with a bland look and a shake of his head.]

He's up on the ramparts.

[rebornaninsect.livejournal.com]

[And company he'll get, before long. Golbez almost hesitated to join his brother, but there was no reason to put off the conversation. If Cecil wanted to wait until later to speak, then he would say as much.

And so Golbez approaches, more quietly than he would if he were wearing his armor.]

Brother.

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[Cecil looks around, pushing his thoughts from his mind. He nods to his brother in acknowledgement, and to indicate he's welcome to join him.]

Golbez.

[He's glad to see him. At home, he had thought the second time they'd parted ways, at their father's resting place -- or third time, counting the Conflict -- would be the last. But it seemed Ceodore's wish to see his uncle again was fulfilled after all. And now... here they are. Cecil is grateful for this chance. He won't squander it, particularly with the knowledge either of them could disappear at any time.]

Forgive me, for disappearing so soon after your arrival here.

[rebornaninsect.livejournal.com]

You had no control of it.

[It was like the way Golbez had been chosen as Chaos's warrior during the Conflict. At least this situation had been remedied, after only two weeks.

Golbez steps forward and joins Cecil in standing by the castle's ramparts.]

What did you experience there?

[action]

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[Premiere treasure hunter, Locke walks out onto the ramparts.]

Cecil! It's good to see you again!

[action]

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[Cecil looks around when Locke approaches. He doesn't recognise the man, but he isn't sure if that's because his memories of Gaia are still muddled.]

A pleasure, certainly -- and you are...?

[action]

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[Locke gives a hearty laugh.]

Locke! You didn't forget me, did you?

[Action]

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

[Maybe some rulers wouldn't like having their castles overrun, but Edgar certainly isn't one of those. The more people around, the better he feels - he would much rather live in a thriving building than one solemn and quiet. He's taking his daily tour of the place, that he always does at the end of the day to check up on things, when he spots Cecil up ahead of him.]

Good evening. Admiring the view?

[Action]

[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[Cecil is broken from his thoughts, and he looks around spots Edgar. He nods.]

Yes. A castle in the midst of a desert... It reminds me of a friend's kingdom in my homeworld.

[Action]

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

Another castle in the desert? If it moved as well, I'd be upset about someone taking my family's idea.

[It's clear that's not serious though, as Edgar leans against the rampart and looks out over the sands.]

It wouldn't feel right to have the castle be anywhere else, though.