[ Action at the Skysea! ]

[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. ]

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[for-cosmos.livejournal.com]

[The warrior is somewhere on one of the less busy edges of the Skysea, his phone in hand, though he isn't paying it much attention. He's sorting through the things he does remember, trying to uncover more. It's an absorbing process, so he doesn't notice Prishe trying to search him out.

For once, he isn't wearing the armor- the Skysea just makes it impractical. It also means that he isn't wearing the helmet, though, so at least Prishe can identify him with that.]

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ The white mop he calls his hair isn't hard to spot, and when Prishe sees it glinting in the sun, she starts shoving her way through the people towards him, jumping up and down waving when she has enough room to do so. ] Hey!!!

[ Before he can respond, she runs up to him, and grins up, hands behind her head. ] There you are, I've been lookin' all over for ya!

[for-cosmos.livejournal.com]

[He looks up at the waving and shouting, but waits until she's a reasonable distance away before responding to it- using one of the tidbits of information he's managed to remember.]

Prishe. I apologize for being difficult to find.

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

You're forgiven. [ She shrugs, and peers around him. ] You finally took that stuff off!

[for-cosmos.livejournal.com]

This place does not make it practical to do so. [He was also kind of forced to take it off, but that's probably beside the point.]

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

I'll say. You'd start baking pre~tty easily. [ She finally comes to stand next to him, hands on her hips. ]

[for-cosmos.livejournal.com]

The sand would have damaged it. [Yes, that is the reason. Really. And Porom had nothing to do with him deciding to take it off.]

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Ursula isn't with him at the moment, but she is training by the water. The monk princess goes through the motions, just as dedicated to perfecting herself as she was back home. Being separated from Fabul -likely forever- does not change who she is and what she wants to achieve.]

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ Her wanderings have taken her over by the water, and Prishe pauses as she sees the girl going through the kata. She recognizes some of the movements, and after a moment, decides to approach. ] Hey! You're a monk, right?

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Ursula finishes what she's doing first, then straightens and glances over with a smile.]

That's right. I'm Ursula Fang Leiden, of Fabul...though lately, of here.

[She regards the other curiously. There's a slight sense of familiarity, but given the sky phone and the volume of traffic on it, that sometimes happens.]

Who are you?

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

Prishe. I just got here.. I'm a monk, too!

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

Really?

[Ursula perks up and grins.]

That's wonderful! I've met so very few in this world. That's made sparring or learning from one rather difficult.

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

Yeah! We should spar sometime. Maybe I could learn ya a thing or two.

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm free now...unless you were otherwise busy? Were you just exploring or searching for something?

[dualcast]

[Hey guess what, Prishe. IT'S THE PUPPY THIEF.

But she's carrying food, so maybe that redeems her just a little.

But the food's not for you, it's for Ursula once she's done training.

WHAT DO.]

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ Food is always for Prishe, and the scent wafting from Porom's arms catches her attention.

So Prishe follows, trotting up next to her, and peering at it. ] What's that?

[dualcast]

What's-? Oh, this? It's a cake-

[She shows Prishe the box. It is indeed a cake! With strawberries on it. Now the portal's closed, she figures Ursula could use something to cheer her up.]

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ A cake. Prishe stares at it, and then peers back up at Porom. ] Did you make this? I want some!

[dualcast]

[She nods.]

I did, but- I'm very sorry, it's for my friend.

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ See that? That is a look of major, major disappointment. ]

...Not even a piece?

[dualcast]

It's a gift for her. I'm sorry.

[Sorry, Prishe. She's used to dealing with kids who want things. sadface will not work. But you could always just take it. Or invite yourself along to the gift giving and ask Ursula for a slice.]

[not2ndclass.livejournal.com]

[ After seeing what he could do to help at Narshe, Zack had gone to the Skysea just to see what the hell a Skysea even was. It was way different from anything he'd seen before, that was for sure.

He was busy looking around and didn't notice when someone walked in front of him. He collided with her before he could catch himself. ]

W-whoa! Oh, man, I'm sorry about that!

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ It doesn't help that Prishe is short; she stands probably just under Zack's shoulder.

She falls backwards, landing on her butt, but she's back on her feet just as quick, flailing at him. ] Hey! You damn big oaf, what the hell do you think you're doing!? Watch where you're going!

[not2ndclass.livejournal.com]

[ He looks pretty surprised at her reaction. ]

I really am sorry! Honestly, I was just...kinda distracted.

Let me make it up to you! Come on.

[vulgarascetic.livejournal.com]

[ She's about ready to tell him where he can cram his 'sorry' when -- ] Make it up to me? How?


[ Now you've got her attention, Zack. ]