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May. 28th, 2011 12:02 pm
[identity profile] alittletoosmart.livejournal.com
[He frowns in concentration, sat cross-legged outside Matoya's cave. He doesn't speak for a minute or so, trying to recapture that face in his mind.]

There was- [He pauses, frown deepening, and rubs his temples in thought before continuing.] -he was a little older than me, but he still acted like a kid. In one of the old cycles, there was a boy who was a little older than me and-

-didn't have a whole lot in the way of common sense. Kept getting himself into trouble, making me bail him out. But- he just acted like he thought it was the other way around and he was the one looking out for me.

[He gives a growl of frustration, hanging his head. Even saying that much was exhausting and he's furious with himself for forgetting something like this.]

-and then he was gone. And I didn't even remember- I can't even remember-

...-Vaan.
[identity profile] futurefab.livejournal.com
[Well, she's finally arrived, so she supposes she better give a heads-up to her intended target...

Ring, ring! There's a phone call for Penelo if she has a moment.

But since Lilisette isn't the type to sit around and wait, she's also wandering around Figaro. She's still recovering from her Lamia encounter recently, but she looks worse than she feels. And she's already rested for a couple of days anyhow. Visiting Penelo--and a whole new city entirely--is much more important than laying around.

And she's content knowing Rishfee and Vincent are on the mend as well

Of course, she's always up for meeting other friends and new people, too. Just ignore the healing bruises on her sides. Lamia tails can really pack a punch.]
[identity profile] danceawaypain.livejournal.com
I don't know if you've seen it yet, but Rinoa says there's a way to go home. I think I'm going to take it.

[She takes a deep breath, because this is a hard thing to decide and it's even harder to say.]


But I'm not going back to Ivalice. I don't really have anything there, not anymore.

[Her head drops and she falls silent while thinking about how to explain this. When that's decided, she lifts her head with determination.]


A long time ago, I told Edward if we had a choice, I'd go home with him. I know he's not here anymore and I know it's dangerous, but I want to keep that promise. He may not know me anymore or remember anything...

I don't want him to be alone. If I can be there, that will be enough for me.
[identity profile] hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com
[Ah yes, anger. To say that Sabin wasn't impressed by the wonderful love letters that a certain group of young ladies decided to mail out was putting a bit mildly. After having helped Penelo through her anger, the bear had promptly marched back into the Castle, strapped on his armour and claws and stalked right out into the middle of the desert to vent his frustrations over the inadvertent dragging of his name through the mud.

It had been several day since he'd left.

Thankfully, Sabin is quite adept at living off the land so he hadn't felt the desire to come home and just kept ridding the land of a fair portion of its local monster population. Add in a little needed rat tail for a trip he was planning later on and a weapon in need of sharpening and the Bear Prince felt compelled to return home. He had a few things on his mind as he stepped foot upon the castle grounds:

Food, water, bath, sleeping for a day or two and avoiding any and all flowery perfume the ladies decided to spray him with. He hated it with a passion and would sooner drink poison than be subjected to that fowl smelling concoction they sprayed him with the last time.

The question is, where do you run into the bear? While he's filling his bottomless pit of a stomach? After bathing -- or during if you're feeling brave ;D-- or just before he's about to sleep?

Your call, really but if the perfume comes into play, it all has a date with Edgar's bed.]
[identity profile] magitekrune.livejournal.com
[After receiving a certain letter, Celes holes up in her room to look at it. This... it doesn't seem like something he would write. It doesn't feel like his wording, but it's fluffy enough... could he really have sent it? She lets her fingers drape over the lovely roses on her desk before she takes out the note he sent with them - which she may or may not have been keeping in a pocket. She will never tell.

A few minutes later, she pulls out her phone and dials Balthier.

After a while, she'll head out into town to see how things are going. Penelo, you might be getting a visitor.]
[identity profile] danceawaypain.livejournal.com
[After Penelo's had a moment to recover from the shock of her letter, she grabs her phone, looking less than happy. Sure she can nag and scold like the best of the white mages, but by and large, it's pretty hard to anger her. This time, she's livid.]

Whoever 'Bear' is, this is not funny! [She holds up the offending letter which is now crumpled into a ball.] I hope a dozen Entites chase you from one side of Gaia to the next!


Action for the Brave and Only the Brave. )
[identity profile] futurefab.livejournal.com
[The back of Lilisette's head had only throbbed more as the white, puffball had started speaking to her. Its words went in one ear and out of the other as she idly listened, its speech familiar but not quite on par with her own world. Speaking of, the last thing she remembered was the tear-streaked face of her tag-team partner and the gaping vortex of Atomos's mouth as it loomed in the sky. Had she accomplished her task? Was she able to fulfill at least part of her promise to Lilith before she was spirited away to this mystery world?]

Hey! [When she looked up to demand answers from the creature, the space around her was empty. An illusion? As a flush of panic and frustration began to snake up her neck, the weight of the communication device registered in her palm, as well as the pamphlet wedged between that and her thumb. Lilisette presses her lips together and huffs. This must be some kind of joke.]

[Stepping back, she observed the vast town that was overlooked by a large castle. At the very least she had landed somewhere that held some semblance to her home, the city vaguely resembling San d'Oria, though it was not Elvaan that passed her in the streets. For once she missed the pompous, pious race that towered over her, but she made it a point to meet every wary gaze thrown her way with a light challenge in her eyes.]


Altana, I pray you've some purpose for this. [Lilisette sighed and rubbed the back of her neck as she grew bored of standing about, looking like a fish out of water. If she was given something that looked, under some stretch of the imagination, like a linkpearl, she supposed she should use it. At that point she had nothing else to lose.]

[Setting the device on a pallet of chopped wood, she furrowed her brows as she fidgeted with the buttons for a moment. After a few tries the light went green, and she stood back with a smile--pleased. Pressing the backs of her lightly curled fists into the small of her back she puffed out her chest a bit and stood back.]


I presume there are others in possession of this device, though I don't dare to hope that any of you are from Vana'diel. [What did she used to do when the met people, before she traveled to the past and became famous? It was awkward--her stomach was in knots. How unlike her.]

Well, if anyone is out there, I suppose you'll make yourselves known. [She turns to the side, the red ruffles that lined the light fabric of the dress she wore swaying in the wind along with her short, red hair and the blue feathers of her hair ornament.] I would also be grateful to know where I am, and where I might go.

[A beat of silence passes before she leans in close to the camera, the golden pendent on her lace choker catching the sunlight along with the star dangling from her earring. It's her mischievous grin, though, that seems most prominent.] Remember--it's rude to keep a lady waiting.
[identity profile] dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com
[Mjrn can't hide the exhaustion in her voice even as she's determined not to broadcast it for all to see. Still, considering recent events she could be worse off and isn't taking that for granted.]

The last crystal has been found. At last, we may see this quest through to its end. Whatever must be done, I am willing.

[Pause.]

I have begun to recall events that have previously been obscured to me. All is not clear, yet...I was in Baron. This I know.

[After a long day of skewering disruptive beasts in and around Lindblum, Mjrn trudges back through the streets. The Viera is beyond exhausted, yet she will lend aid where she sees it, whether with lending to combat or giving away more healing she could be using for herself. At some point, she makes her way over to Blank's clock tower. If he's not there, he'll return to find a snoozing bunny girl, one who tried and failed to stay awake just a little longer.]

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May. 8th, 2011 12:56 am
[identity profile] eidolon-soul.livejournal.com
[When the video feed starts, Rydia's on a balcony at the palace. She paces along it, unable to stay still, and a wide smile curves her lips.]

So...Edge and I eloped.

[Okay, maybe that smile is a little apologetic now.]

I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier but only Cecil and Rosa knew to begin with, anyway. It just seemed like the right time, and I didn't want to wait for something else awful to happen, you know?

...I suppose this makes me a queen, too, though I don't think that counts here unless Eblan crosses over.

[Oh, well. Rydia really doesn't care about status or titles. She just happy things turned out as they did and it so shows.]

[ooc: Expect Edge to threadjack everything, because he can.]
[identity profile] danceawaypain.livejournal.com
[Normally Penelo is content to live and let live, but with all the comings and goings of her friends lately, and the barrage of monsters falling from the moon, she's feeling more proactive about the world around her. Especially after some other posts on the network that have had her thinking. Her post is more of a general ramble while she sorts out thoughts rather than any one cohesive question.]

I wonder... Fran, what do you remember about legends about Crystals or anything about Mist? Those Selkies mentioned having a Great Crystal. That can't be the same one that was in Giruvegan, can it? And none of our Crystals recorded memories or anything like that, did they? Porom mentioned that. Hmm. There was that one Orb of Minwu that turned up in the auction. Wasn't that supposed to hold someone's soul? I just... I don't know. I feel like there's a connection somehow but I just can't see what it is. It's just so strange that other worlds have Great Crystals, or Mist, or Espers. Maybe it has something to do with a Rift.

There's something there. I'm just sure of it.

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May. 2nd, 2011 08:25 am
[identity profile] gaia-theory.livejournal.com
That's it... why hadn't I thought of it sooner?

[The view changes from the myrrh tree in Dollet where she had been staying to her.]

It's quite simple, really. The reason why we keep getting shifted back and forth between the worlds is us.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but from what I've gathered, the Iifa Tree filters out the souls that have returned to Gaia, correct? The reason everyone keeps returning is that we're not a part of Gaia. We're just visitors. We're not native to her.

The same thing happened on my planet. The phantoms came, and the only way we could remove them from hurting the planet's spirit was to turn them native. That's what we have to do. We have to somehow trick Gaia into thinking that we're native to her, thusly ending the cycle, because there wouldn't be anything to switch.

[She sighs.] But I haven't thought of a way to do such yet...
[identity profile] hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com
[Since arriving in Alexandria, Sabin's been getting reacquainted with the people of Gaia. Busy crawling the heavily damaged streets of the capital, the prince has been trying to dig up information but has only turned up little bits of local gossip instead. It has him frowning heavily before coming across something... strange.

And Sabin's seen a lot of strange things but a giant green and orange, zebra striped egg on the outskirts of the city, takes the cake. Suspecting that the egg was a product of the Lunar Cry, he doesn't take any chances before whatever is inside this egg can hatch and do more damage to an already damaged city. A lot of places on Gaia were damaged from the Lunar Cry and if he could, he'll do everything in his power to help those in need. It's merely a matter of Sabin being true to himself. The power to protect has always been strong in him as he hauls the giant egg off the ground and begins to walk out of the city.

The further away he gets from the city, the better it'll be for everybody there. Eventually, he settles the egg at the bottom of a large, grassy hill and takes a few moments to flip open his Skyphone and starts recording a video. The feed eventually settles into a steady motion before he begins speaking.]


Anybody happen to know what the hell a giant egg was doing in Alexandria? I've removed it from the town in case it decides to do something funny. Otherwise, if someone happens to have a large cast-iron frying pan in their possession, we've likely got enough egg here to feed quite a few people.

Or is this like the Zodiac stone that I found when I first arrived? Delita, if you're still around, do you recognize my prize here? Any takers? Anybody hungry? I'm not the best cook but I know how to fry eggs pretty well!

[ooc: Sabin's received a Mystery Egg as his starter task and it's going to crack soon! I haven't decided what's going to be inside of it quite yet but replies will be coming sometime tomorrow night! This post is open to everybody in
Alexandria.]
[identity profile] theleadingman.livejournal.com
[Ring ring, Pen. Balthier promised you a visit, and he's not about to go back on his word.]
[identity profile] dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com
[The video feed is far from stable, but one thing is certain; Lindblum is in chaos. Townspeople are fleeing for their lives, as a large swarm of assorted beasts overtake the area. They are many, and random; Coeurl, Flan, Malboros, and so on. Gloating, floating orbs known as Entites also roam the area, usually benign but eager to attack those that use magic in its vicinity. There's even something...enormous...offscreen, something that's causing the ground to tremble violently with its every step.

Mjrn pauses for a moment, catching her breath as she ushers people onward. Her free hand grips her spear tightly.]


Run! I will cover your retreat--

[She finally stares into the screen, as calm as she can be considering the circumstances.]

Lindblum is overrun. We require immediate aid--

[Her voice is drowned out by something screeching overhead and then there's no more time for messages. The Viera's forced to drop her sky phone, and the last image it carries is of her long feet as she crouches, then leaps skyward. It's time to fight a dragon.]
[identity profile] hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com
This is how you --

Thanks little guy, but I've been here before. Pretty sure I can figure out the Skyphone without much trouble this time around.

[Sabin clears his throat before pressing forward.]

Seeing as I've been brought back to Gaia in the middle of a small conclave of moogles, I would like to apologize to any of the ladies on Gaia who have unfortunately come under the watchful eye of my brother, Edgar Roni Figaro. I'm afraid that he's nothing more than a shameless flirt that really shouldn't be paid much attention. If you're wearing a skirt and you happen to come across a man with light blond hair prissed up with his beloved purple ribbons, I suggest you run the other way fleeing in horror. Otherwise, you'll be the poor victim of another one of his corny pick-up lines.

[Sabin grins broadly before laughing loudly. One may just see some moogles running away in fright from his booming laughter. Yes people, he is quite impressed himself.]

So... anyone care to fill me in on what I've missed?

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Apr. 14th, 2011 09:51 am
[identity profile] danceawaypain.livejournal.com
[Penelo can barely even type this. She certainly doesn't trust her voice and she's already cried until the tears ran dry, not something she wants to be broadcasting on the network. Worst of all, she hadn't even been there. She only heard through the people who helped run Edward's residence. She's lost so many people that she's practically numb, and yet this hurts so much she can barely stand it at all.]

Edward's vanished again.

[She puts aside the phone, unwilling to look at it, to respond to condolences and words of encouragement that things could change again. Instead, she simply packs her traveling belongings, intending to make for the Galbana and return to Figaro to pack away her wedding dress and cancel all the arrangements. Hopefully the building she'd been using for the cafe was still available for use, and if not she'd just find a job tending shop somewhere in the town. If there's one skill the dancer is adept at, it's picking herself up after a loss and making herself get on with living.]
[identity profile] 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.

[identity profile] pathtowalk.livejournal.com
[Frimelda has been spending her time travelling around the continent, finding herself frequenting Troia when the need for a proper bed grows enough to send her back there.

This is one such occasion; after spending the night in the inn, she emerges into the town in the early morning light, relaxed and somewhat content, making her way through town, her first port of call being to stock up on supplies, her second, to see the state of affairs. So, she's keeping an eye out for Cecil.

She also takes the opportuntiy in the morning quiet to ring Penelo. Ring ring, Penny!]

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Apr. 9th, 2011 09:54 am
[identity profile] lordofpotions.livejournal.com
[ The video shows Larsa, who looks surprisingly composed considering he just sort of popped into this new place, full of moogles (that hardly even look like moogles) and strange people in strange clothing. ]

Pardon me. I'm still learning how to use this...device...that I've been given, so I may be doing it incorrectly.

[ He smiles, apologetically. ]

I seem to have found this little bird, here - [ He moves the camera as best he can, to show a tiny bird, resting in his hand. ] - and I'm uncertain where it came from. I don't want to just leave her out here to perish, but I find myself at a bit of a loss. If there's anyone who can help me, I would be in your debt.

Ah, yes. I am in a city called "Lindblum," if that is of any consequence.

[ Larsa shows no concern for himself, at the moment, and in his worry, has completely forgotten to introduce himself properly. ]

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Apr. 3rd, 2011 11:05 pm
[identity profile] 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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