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epopt-trainee.livejournal.com

[Leonora is hauled up in one of the numerous study rooms in Mysidia, surrounded by a pile of books and parchments. It's unlike her to get huffy but she is a tad frustrated by her research for the day. There's nothing but one minor and oblique reference to the spell that interests her in the Mysidian records, the Gaian tomes available speak of the magic, but don't provide any insight as to casting it other than extreme cautions that it's a very bad thing, and the moogles only squeak at her and run off when she tries to apply to them for information as well. There are no transciptions she can find, nor is there any indication that it's possible to learn by any other means. Why is this?]

Pardon me. I was wondering if there were any students of magic or scholars that might have some insight into this spell. I've found references to Ultima, but no information about learning it. Would anyone happen to have a transcription I could study?

[Poor dear really has no idea what a dangerous thing this is she's asking to learn.]

stfuporom.livejournal.com

[Palom's looking a bit angry. Okay, I lied. He's a LOT angry. He's been pacing since he's heard these rumors, and while it's okay for people to talk about him, it's not okay for people to talk about Leonora.]

Look, everyone can say what they want about me - my tunic is not a dress, thank you, nor is it poofy - but you guys can leave Leonora out of this. She's too thoughtful and innocent to even take notice of these stupid rumors. If I so happen to hear anyone say anything bad about her-

Leave a nice girl out of it, got it? Or I'll find other uses for my magic besides roast meat.

[YES, HE'S DEFENDING HER HONOR.]

dragoon-rising.livejournal.com

[Kain glares angrily into the screen. He'd wanted to make an announcement himself, but this isn't exactly how he'd thought it would be. Too late to do much about that though, with all the things he's been hearing.]

Say what you will about my sanity, but I won't tolerate a further word spoken against Reis. If I come upon anyone saying such things...

[There's a threatening wave of his spear, that ought to get his point across. After the threat is done, the anger is gone but his gaze is still intensely serious.]

She's a far better person than any others I've met, and her heritage should be respected. I'm proud to call her mine.

Current Mood: pissed off

vulgarascetic.livejournal.com

[ The feed turns on to show the waist down of a dark skinned female, her hands firmly placed on her hips. She's pacing around a couple of moogles, and the camera finally pans up to show Prishe, face contorted into a very fierce expression of pondering. ]

So lemme get this straight-- I'm on a planet called Gaia? And Garland's here? And there's no way to get home?

[ One of the moogles nods, and the Skyphone is handed to Prishe, though she ignores it for the most part. ] That's right, kupo!

Then I'm just gonna have to kick his ass again, huh! Later, moogles! I gotta go find Garland!

[ Her thumb brushes against the device, and the feed clicks off. ]

ultimategenome.livejournal.com

[This is the Chaos Shrine. The old, derelict Chaos Shrine which looks like it hasn't seen a good cleaning in a couple thousand of years. And in the middle of it is one Lufene, looking bored and sulky. Oddly enough there's a lot of expensive decor in her vicinity. Is some of it various auction goods that mysteriously quit being up for bid? Either way, her cheek is resting in one hand with a pout firmly fixed on her face, the other hand is lazily twirling one of her long curls around her fingers.]

It took you fools long enough to figure it out. For idiots who claimed to want to know the whereabouts, you sure didn't seem to inclined to find out when you had your chance.

[How does she know about Cid's locked-down post? She's got the Treno auctioneer in her pocket of course. She lets him live for the bargain price of first pick of the auctions and any information he thinks she might want.]

stfuporom.livejournal.com

[So Palom? Shouldn't be left alone to his own devices. Ever. Leonora's been off studying, and the students refuse to come near him unless absolutely necessary. This doesn't bother him, mind you.

But. This is Palom, sitting outside the walls of Mysidia, in front of a very large fire. Near the fire is what looks like to be a pile of roasted meat. He looks ridiculously pleased with himself.]

Despite what Porom says, there is clearly a use for doublecasting Pig and Flare. Hey Ceodore, wanna come to Mysidia?

futurefab.livejournal.com

[Lilisette has her phone propped against something, and she's looking at a very, very long list of the friends and family of Cecil Harvey. There are a lot of names she knows, and a whole bunch of names she doesn't. Either way, she hopes she got everyone into the filter. But honestly there are so many names it's almost not even worth it to filter it.

All the same, if you know King Cecil Harvey, resident dad and shipperdin, you are on this list--courtesy of Queen Rosa--and this call is for you.]

Hello everyone!

I realize that there are many people who don't know me; my name is Lilisette, and I'm still relatively new to Gaia. Still, when I heard that King Cecil's birthday is on the 30th, I called Queen Rosa immediately, and we planned to have a surprise party here in Troia. We really wished to throw him a large party, to take everyone's mind off of the gravity of the situation that surrounds us.

So, consider this your invitation! Queen Rosa is very much looking forward to your attendance, and I'll be there with some entertainment. Also, this is supposed to be a surprise, so please don't mention it to him. I'm doing this so he won't see it on Queen Rosa's phone.

Remember! The thirtieth, at five in the evening. If you can, let me know here that you're coming. That way we're certain there's enough food for everyone. Otherwise, I hope to see you all there.

[She offers her most winning smile and then ends the feed. If no one comes it'll be her fault and she'll cry. SO YOU ALL BETTER COME! And for Cecil, too.]

Current Mood: hopeful

epopt-trainee.livejournal.com

[Leonora's still trying to understand the workings of the strange Whisperweed Phone, as she's come to think of it. King Edward's sort seems so much easier to manage than this device with all the buttons. It's been nearly two weeks since she left the Earth Crystal inside the shrine and she's still not yet returned to Troia, nor notified the custodians of the city as to her whereabouts. She should and knows this, yet can't seem to find the words to explain herself at all.

She's seated beneath a tree in Mysidia surrounded by a pile of books, and it takes her two or three attempts of opening and closing her mouth before she finally settles on what to say. Unfortunately, her attempts to filter the message just to the recipients in question have entirely failed.]

King Cecil. Queen Rosa... I... I'd like to speak with you. About Troia.

[Thinking that the message is secure and the device is off (how wrong she is!), Leonora tries her best to apply herself to studying while waiting for a reply. Of course, her thoughts aren't anywhere close to the grimoire in her hands, and when they actually are, she makes her classic creepy faces while trying to master the magic being discussed.]

stfuporom.livejournal.com

[The Water Shrine? Piece of cake. Except for them almost drowning. And the near-dying. And the fact that Edge was the tank in their party-

Ahem. Like he said, piece of cake. A little waterlogged, Palom strode off the airship looking pretty proud of himself. The crystal had been placed within the shrine. Mission accomplished. He was waiting outside where the rest of the airships were when he saw a few guards carry someone off one of the ships.

Who had blond hair. Who suspiciously looked like Leonora.

They were calling for a healer.

Forgetting about everything at that moment, Palom rushed forward to where the guards were only to have his fears confirmed. Muttering something about guards and their inability to be gentle with anything, Palom took Leonora's unconscious body into his arms, turning to call out over his shoulder.]

Porom!

trinitycrusades.livejournal.com

[Grey, deadened wasteland, as far as the eye can see. The camera shows the midst of a huge battlefield, littered with long-dead bodies and fallen war machines. In the distance there are ruins of a whole city: derelict skeletons of buildings that have all been long abandoned and fallen into disrepair. In the midst of it all is a lone paladin, taking in the devastation around him as the camera grows closer.]

Here's your Sky Phone, kupo! Need help with how to use it?

[Cecil catches sight of the speaker and reaches to take the phone from the little creature. He shakes his head.]

That won't be necessary, thank you. You're free to leave. This is no place for a...

--Moogle, kupo! Thanks, mister. This place gives me the creeps...

[The camera jerks as Cecil picks up the phone and it moves to his height, then it re-focuses on his face as he tries to remember the phone's functions. While his unnerving surroundings certainly concern him, there are two people he needs to find as soon as possible.]

I'm looking for my family. Their names are Ceodore and Rosa. I'd be grateful if anyone could tell me their whereabouts, and if they're safe.

dualcast

[With the apprentices clear of the town and Rydia, Rosa, Ursula and Ceodore arriving Porom finally teleports away from the tower to meet with them, deliberately trying to catch the dragon's notice one last time as she does so to keep his attention on the now-empty Prayer Dias.]

Is everyone okay? He- magic won't harm him. Don't try to use it. Be careful!

for-cosmos.livejournal.com

[OOC: Sorry, guys! This is dated to earlier than this, sometime after the Matoya trip, because I was kind of fail about getting it up, obviously.]

[When the Warrior turns on his Sky Phone, he's frowning at it. Not angrily, just deep in thought. It's a moment before he shakes himself out of it and responds. Even with the awkwardness ~~and insults~~ at the beginning of the visit, what they spoke of there was of grave importance.]

As some of you know, in the wake of the Lunar Cry, Regent Cid requested that a group of us travel to visit Matoya, because of her knowledge of Garland and of the cycles. We spoke with her once more, and what she told us...

She said that we must create a new source of life, by merging our own lives with that of this world. That this is the only thing that will end the spell Garland put in place that draws us to this world. The method to do so is through the myrrh, and bringing it to the Iifa Tree. That will bind us to this world, and end the spell. Defeating Garland, it seems, is not the final step in ending the enchantments that draw us here. This will be the method through which not only this world, but all the worlds, are saved. However... even once this magic is defeated, we will not be returned to our own worlds. We cannot.

[He closes his eyes and takes a breath before continuing.]

It is possible for us to be returned. However, doing so will threaten the world itself- the act of returning could very well destroy all of the worlds.

[He almost goes to say something more, but then shakes his head.] That is all.

rebornaninsect.livejournal.com

[The video first comes on to show darkness- the Sky Phone is being covered completely by someone's hand. There's the muffled sound of a moogle-explanation in progress. The hand only moves after the moogle's explanation is finished, as the man moves to examine the device. It becomes clear enough why no one could see anything on the Sky Phone's screen- he's huge, especially when compared to the moogle, with white hair and a brown cloak and kilt. It should be familiar to some- as well as the expression of deep thought that goes with it.]

Then this device allows for communication with others.

[Even if they don't recognize him without his armor, that deep voice should be unmistakable to anyone who has heard it before.]

It does not matter. There are only two people I need to find. Is there a way that can be accomplished, Hummingway?

I'm a moogle, kupo! And... looks like it's too late for that.

...Tch. Fusoya, Cecil, if you are here... respond.

stfuporom.livejournal.com

Hey mister! Over here, kupo!

Yeah, yeah, I said in a minute! Don't you Hummingways have anything better to-

Moogle!

Moogle, what- oh man, Porom's going to-

Kupo! Watch out!

Huh?

[Palom turns just in time to see the Nanna in the field nearly bowl him over. It grazes him, but that makes him fall backwards into the grass. He looks angrily at the moogle.]

You could have warned me sooner!

dualcast

[Private between Team Mage and Moonfamily]

Cecil, Rosa ...-Leonora, this is your choice, too.

The Mist Continent is overrun with monsters. Mysidia's walls will stand, hopefully, but many settlements are more vulnerable and seeking entrance to the walled cities is likely to prove difficult in the current state of emergency. Airship travel is just as limited, we can barely see the sky for all the winged creatures above, let alone travel in it.

With your permission, I wish to open the Devil's Road to escort those who cannot fight to safety. If it's too much of a risk then- I will find some other way.

[Public, a little later.]

I wish to arrange an immediate audience with any of the heads of the Forgotten Continent's cities. Please forgive my insolence in not going through the proper channels. This is an emergency.

Anyone outside of the walled cities wishing to evacuate the Mist Continent, travel to Mysidia immediately if you can safely. If you cannot, inform me - I will bring you here myself. You will be evacuated to Troia.

Please, everyone, be safe.

...are there any survivors in the Burmecia area?

dualcast

[Days – how long had it been? At least a week, maybe longer - of constant, restless fighting in the subterrane took their toll on all of them. It was only Edward's preparation and ability to source – however many ethers she had been forced to take – that had kept her magic flowing for long enough to face the creator. The few hours of sleep they'd managed to snatch on the way weren't nearly enough to recover, serving only to make sure nobody collapsed at an inconvenient time, and the one full night of rest they'd allowed themselves, just before they faced the creator, had been mostly wasted on last minute conversations that always somehow started with 'If we die here'. Telling Cecil that he was still their brother, time and distance and fact that he'd attempted to kill everyone be damned. Asking the people of Damcyan through the whisperweed – the fact that is worked was dreadful in itself. How close was the moon, now? How much time did they even have left? - to send messages to Mysidia should they fail to return. Swearing on the crystal that if Palom wanted to sneak off with Leonora she wouldn't ask any questions. Sobbing something unintelligible about being tired and scared and not wanting to die into Ursula and Luca's shoulders and then having her own shoulder cried on in turn while she smiled and attempted to sound encouraging. One of Edge's younger students – one who seemed somewhat familiar - mumbling something about her being really pretty, reddening face visible even beneath his mask. Eventually falling asleep for a few hours leant against Luca's shoulder, Tsukinowa curled up against her side snoring quietly (and waking and apologizing over and over for disturbing her if she so much as shifted) and Calca and Brina leaning against each other as they sat in the dwarf's lap and waited for everyone else to awake.

No, none of that was wasted time. But it was time that could have been used on rest that was desperately needed. Because even now, now it's all over, Porom is in a less than ideal state. White magic's done away with the bulk of the wounds she received, naturally, but she's pale and trembling with exhaustion, clothes splattered with blood still. ~~Her hair is a complete mess and she's too out of it to seem to care all that much, probably the most worrying sign of all.~~ She looks first at the stone faces surrounding her and then at the skyphone blearily, not quite certain if they or it or the moogle patiently attempting to explain it all to her are real.]

I- I've used one of these devices before, haven't I? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I-

[There's a brief pause as she blinks in confusion at the skyphone before she freezes instantly in realization.]

-my magic! Why is my magic not working?!

epopt-trainee.livejournal.com

[Night has fallen in the haunted village of Tida, with only the twin moons hovering overhead to shed any light into the empty streets. The phone turns on mid-conversation between a young priestess and a moogle that appears none to happy to be where he's at. They're situated beneath a myrrh tree, but that seems to be the least of the young woman's concerns.]

Like this?

That's right, kupo. Good luck!

W-wait! How did I get here? I don't understand.

Sorry, kupo. I don't like this place.

[Just like that, the moogle is gone, leaving Leonora to peer at the strange box in her hand with the disconcerting sounds of skeletons and abaddons shuffling and moaning in the dark. Before she can beg the creature to come back, one of the skeletons sneaks up behind her and she squeaks with fright, dropping the phone. All that can be seen are her voluminous robes while the audio feed picks up her frantic attempt at protecting herself.]

A... bony thing. An undead! That means, um.... Holy!

Current Location: Tida

byhissidealways.livejournal.com

[Phone call to Edge]

[ There's a long pause here before she picks up the phone and dials Edge's number. She doesn't want him finding out any other way. Ring ring! ]

[ After a while, she makes a voice post. Rosa's voice is soft when she finally comes across the feed, but she sounds tired, weary from everything that's happened. ]

I wish I had better news, but... [ there's a soft sigh. ] I am afraid Rydia of Mist and Kain Highwind have been sent home. I believe, having known them both for several years, that they will return if they are able. Please... Do not give up hope. They will return... and Porom of Mysidia with them.

allcherishing.livejournal.com

[A call has been aborted, leaving the generic video function on where the SkyPhone seems to have been placed with idle care on a cool blue and green branch. In fact, there's blue and green everywhere -- with the occasional purple, a prickly bush. The twisted routes of Macalania, captured by this seemingly unmanned technology. Then what should appear at the edge of the screen but the fluttering wings of a bright blue butterfly, flapping a rather consistent path a couple of feet in then maintaining a hover. It's answered by a red one on the other side.

Larger shadows move against this backdrop-- a prowling hunter on these peacefully wavering creatures: the hard black of boot, gleam of a weapon-- ... and shock of blond hair like a chocobo (or so some might say).

Cloud, his face tightened into a intent concentration that likens these woodland butterflies to the end of the world, jogs onto the scenery, very purposefully swerving around the negatively colored butterfly. As he earnestly approaches the other one, it flutters downward, taking a rest on a outreaching branch. Cloud quickly dips to one knee nearby, reaching both his gloved hands to cup around the glowing blue wings. Padded in a warrior's get-up, he looks vaguely out of sorts, but very careful handling the fragile creature.]

stfuporom.livejournal.com

[This is one freaked out black mage. He's been pacing around inside the Tower for the past half an hour, trying to come up with an excuse as to why she disappeared. It had to be a joke. Had to be a joke. If he kept telling himself that, it had to be true.]

Has anyone seen Porom? If you have, tell her this isn't funny! She just can't go disappearing on me like this! If this is some game to show that I care about you Porom, it's working!

I've tried calling her, and she's not answering-

I can't feel her. Oh crystals- I can't feel her...

[Realization dawns on the genius mage, and he slumps into a chair, the feed clicking off.]

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