[identity profile] ultrawaves.livejournal.com
[There was something to be said for being able to fight on familiar ground. Quistis had been grateful for it in Dollet, but truth be told, even having spent time at the Tomb of the Unknown King before, she wasn't sure she could ever think of it as familiar. The sameness and general monotony of its architecture was far more confusing than not, even for her, and yet they steadily worked their way through towards the center of the maze, where she had been told the coveted myrrh tree would be standing.

A loud growl, belonging to a creature much, much larger than any of them could ever hope to be, sounded from not too far away. Proof that they were not alone. Of course, a Guardian had been expected.]


Is everyone ready?

((OOC: Sorry this is so late, everyone. It's been a month. I apologize. :/))

[video]

Jul. 14th, 2011 05:26 pm
[identity profile] woodguardian.livejournal.com
[ For those who have ever been to the Sunleth Waterscape, they might recognize the surroundings as the video function turns on. Most people probably won't recognize the bunny-eared woman staring resolutely down at the camera-holding moogle, though. She's been told it's been several months since she was last here. ]

-And you just press-

I know of this place.

Oh... you've been here before?

Yes. [ The camera registers the annoyed look on the Viera's face as she takes the sky phone and turns it over so the rest of the world can see the piece of glass she's holding. It's a magicite shard, but she doesn't know that. ]

If this has meaning to anyone, I would have them take it. I care not for its existence.
[identity profile] ultrawaves.livejournal.com
[Quistis looks somber as she opens the video feed, already steeling herself for the guardian they're sure to meet at the next tree. Well, the last one was fairly painless, and she can only hope this round will go as smoothly.]

I heard a couple of the moogles talking about a tree at the Tomb of the Unknown King, complete with the now-standard-issue creature guarding it. I'd like to leave to collect it as soon as possible. Rinoa, Zell, I know I can count on the two of you to come. Squall, Ellone? How about you?
[identity profile] livelyangel.livejournal.com
[Rinoa sounds absolutely exhausted. Almost like she's talking to herself, even, though she's not; she knows the phone is switched on but she's saying whatever comes to mind.]

We're going home.

Home... That's what it is now. I don't know if I ever used that word to describe Gaia, but... it feels right. I wonder if Squall thinks the same. We all chose to stay... Even though Selphie and Irvine aren't here. I talked to a lot of people who had to make choices like that. You never know what to say to them. But you know how it feels.

[She coughs. Rinoa's not in the best of health at the moment.]

So that's it. Matoya, she... That's what I was gonna say. I don't know how many people have already heard, but she's gone. I thought that I was giving it everything... All my power to fuel the portal. We all thought that. But she was doing most of the work and then it was like she just expired; she knew it was the end. She wanted to go.

Y'know, I think she would have told me off if I'd said that I wanted to save her. It's all up to the rest of us now, isn't it? I'll have to catch up, but I'm so tired... Hmm...

[Filtered to Zidane and Garnet]

So... About that invite to Alexandria. Does that still stand?
[identity profile] timenpcs.livejournal.com
[The beach was in use today, a large section of it cordoned off for the wedding. Not long in the planning, it was still large - the number of friends and family that had to be invited wasn't just a drop in the bucket. Hanging ropes kept the number of benches and chairs that had been found for the occasion and set out in the sand from being knocked over by errant playtimes or rampaging pets, with a small stage set up before the seating where the wedding party would take place with a temporary arbor in back that had colorful flowers wound around it. The actual ceremony wouldn't take place until sunset, but there had been time allotted before and after for people to mingle, friends to greet each other, and generally have a good time.]

[voice]

Jun. 15th, 2011 01:01 am
[identity profile] scarletgriffon.livejournal.com
[Once Rydia's taught him how to use the skyphone and he's eaten and rested off his fatigue, it's actually the morning of the next day -- he appears to have skipped one. With a startled sound he rouses himself and looks to the device, deciding to try his luck at locating a certain someone. He's not enabling video. He knows how to, but it's quite a nice thing to remain anonymous; especially when he's so used to having everything he says disregarded because of his age.

Being looked down on, Or being looked at as a child is the last thing he wants right now. It's always been the fastest way to earn his ire, but now more than ever it isn't appreciated. Rydia doesn't treat him as a child; so he's not expecting to be by any other.
]

To any which responded with concern at what the moogles transmitted through this device upon my entry into this world, I thank you. Also, I apologize for any hassle it might have caused. It was not the best of introductions... and quite embarrassing, if I am honest.

...At any rate..
I would ask something of any that listen. I search for someone. He is of the elvaan race... and eleven years of age. He would have come into this world unconscious. Possibly-- nay, probably, hurt. He is armed with both a sword and shield. I ask you to inform me upon sight, if possible. Also... if any orcs are sighted which can speak the common tongue, I would ask the same. Inform me.

I thank you.

[Filtered; Lilisette. (For when she's on her mission!)] ...I hope all goes well with you. ...Have you seen him? Any that look alike him? Any orcs that might have been carried by the spell as well?
[identity profile] differentxbeat.livejournal.com
[Only a few moments passed after the moogle had left Zell all by his lonesome, this was a lot for him to take in all at once.  All of these names and places thrown at him were so foreign.  Something had slipped his mind completely, however.  When he came to, his fingers were wrapped tightly around something in the palm of his hand.  A mini-Queen Brahne doll.  To him, it could just be some child's toy that ended up in his posession.  He decided to tuck it away into his back pocket for the time being.]

Lindblum..what the hell does that even mean!?

[His temper began to flare for a brief moment, even the name of this city he had awoken in was outlandish in itself.  Either way, he collected himself and took out the device that the moogle had given to him.  Before flicking the monitor on, he teased his hair a bit, making sure everything was perfect and in place before flashing himself a cocky little smile in his reflection.  The screen began to flicker, and sure enough it did everything the moogle said it would do.]

Uhm, h-hey!  So uh, I'm not so great at this sort of thing.  This is Zell Dinct..i'm a SeeD!  You guys know about SeeDs, right!?  If anyone's there, you gotta let me know!
[identity profile] pastglories.livejournal.com
[Jecht's general cheeriness isn't present: not today. Today he's all business, all seriousness, as he sits, Sky Phone placed on the floor and looking up at him, somewhat reminiscent of the spheres he left behind on Spira for his son.

A rehearsed conversation, then? You'd be guessing right. He's set up the appropriate filters - to all the Warriors of Cosmos he already knew, and to those he's remembered - Lightning, Kain, Laguna, Tifa, Vaan (though he doesn't register as being on Gaia), and... Yuna - and those of Chaos he's made peace with from the thirteenth cycle, namely, Golbez and Gabranth. Even though the feed has started, Jecht still doesn't say a word, fidgeting, instead. After a minute or so, he finally does speak.]


I've been thinkin' of all the ways to put this. Yer'd... think I'd have figured out what exactly to say with all the time, but, no... not got there yet.

... guess I'll give yer'all the simple version.

The God's war. [A pause.] Y'all know I was on Chaos. But there were bits and pieces that I remembered. Stuff that didn't fit in with the rest. Eventually I got to figurin' a couple of things...

There was another cycle. And that cycle, I was with Cosmos. One of 'er warriors.

[Another pause.] ... everythin' else? Huh. No idea. But it's been comin' back, and now it's all up here. [He indicates his head with a hand.] Who was there, who was fightin'... how I changed to being one of Chaos' pawns.

The Emperor, an' Chaos. [The name earns a scoff.

As to how it lead to that, though, he doesn't say. Jecht tries a few times to say that part, but... comes up with nothing. And... even though this is another of those times that it's terrible to inarticulate about feelings for, on this occasion, he won't say it. He's proud to have saved his son. Proud of what his son achieved. Proud of Yuna, too. Even though that's how he does feel, he says nothing. There's something he needs to know, first.]


Kid? We need to talk. Now.

[And, the feed ends.]
[identity profile] waterblade.livejournal.com
[The message goes out from Luca, to a long list of people that he and Yuna consider really good friends. Or even just pretty good friends. The list ends up being long enough that it might as well have not even been worth it to lock it down, but Tidus doesn't want this interrupted. Kefka might have been gone, but it would just be like Lufene to try something just to cause trouble.]

Hey guys, it's me - Tidus. I know things are kind of crazy right now, but if you can, Yuna and I want you guys to come down to Luca on the 18th. That's when we're doing it - it's just gonna be casual, there's too much going on to do something really big, but if you can get here, we'd really like to have you.

Umm... I guess that's it. Get down here if you can, and I guess be careful if you can't. Good luck, guys - we're gonna beat this.
[identity profile] tidesnpcs.livejournal.com
[Matoya's seated at her table as always, peering hard into her glass ball with her sightless eyes. Today is different though. She's expecting more intruders and this time they are to come at her bidding. That they're late in her estimation isn't helping her mood in the slightest and she's grumbling to herself. This is a task she doesn't want to do at all, but it must be done before she can finally rest.]
[identity profile] tidesnpcs.livejournal.com
[Come one, come all. It's time for what Regent Cid expects to be the final council meeting before Garland is defeated. A good thing the airship is so enormous, because there are a lot of people here, all picked up the day before.

He stands up at the head of the table to greet everyone. There isn't sitting room for everyone, but the room is big enough for his audience. The meeting has now begun...]



[ooc: Party-style tagging! Please don't establish a posting order - tag in as you please to keep the discussion moving.]
[identity profile] princessstealer.livejournal.com
[Ring ring, Squall. Your buddy wants to have a surprisingly serious talk with you.]
[identity profile] warkitoff.livejournal.com
[He's humming something that might be familiar from the locations merge for a few seconds, followed by an elongated 'um' until he finally remembers what he was going to say.]

So, uh. While we're all discussing Crystals?

I'm kind of the wind crystal. Sorta.

[MAYBE HE SHOULD HAVE MENTIONED THIS EARLIER.]
[identity profile] crossofsaints.livejournal.com
[A blond young man with a scar across his face is leaning in towards the screen, fiddling with it before stepping back and gripping the handle of his gunblade tightly in one hand, with a... fishing rod?... in the other. The phone seems to be propped up on a rock, as he is seen stepping back and the camera captures the seen at a slightly slantwise angle.

He glances back at the screen ever so often, even as he is fighting off the swarm of monsters, many of them Gaylas, an irritant he seems to be well accustomed to. He slices with his sword while flailing with the rod, seemingly using it as a bludgeoning tool, and had you not seen it in the video feed, you would not believe it.

He glares at the camera, obviously somewhat aware of what had happened to cause such a mass outbreak of monsters.]


I don't know who the hell you managed to piss off this time, Ice Princess, but HYNE-DAMN IT, Leonhart! This! [He gestures widely at the swarm of monsters] is NOT MY BLOODY FAULT this time!

[Seemingly tired of the onslaught, and done with shouting at the video, Seifer tosses up his gunblade with a whirl, punches out as mass of flame that appears to be the spell Firaga, before neatly catching Hyperion on its return trip down and lunging forward into the fray of half-charred monsters.]
[identity profile] waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com
[All the screen will show is a child's hand wrapped around the screen. She'd meant to just bring the phone to one of her foster parents when it rang but pushed a few extra buttons. Eventually she moves her hand enough to show who's the victims of the mishap. Raine and Laguna, who is holding a rather adorable piglet in his hands.]

Laguna, what is that? [Sternface forever.]

This guy? [Laughs.] Come on, Raine, you know what a pig looks like!

I know it's a pig. Why is it here? [Not winning points here honey.]

Because... he needed a home? [Hopeful smile.] He seemed so lonely, and I thought, you know... we've got the room, and he could hang out with Ward.

[Arms fold over her chest.] No. Take it back where you got it from. We have enough living creatures to take care of around here already. Starting with you.

But we have a farmhouse! Isn't having animals part of the fun? You won't have to do anything for him, I'll take care of him, like all the others. Wait -- what do you mean, starting with me? I'm not a creature!

We have enough mouths to feed around here without you bringing home a new animal every time I blink. [Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh... oh wait, child standing there with phone.] Slai, what is it honey? Did you need something?

But the goat eats garbage, it's economical-- hey, Slai. Is that my phone? ... hey, nevermind, what do you think about having a pet pig, huh?

The goat eats my garden! You promised you'd get it under control! And don't change the subject! We're not keeping the pig.

I built him a fence! It just... needs to be taller. I didn't realize he could jump that high...

[Slai finally interjects softly:] Can I keep the piggie?
[identity profile] livelyangel.livejournal.com
[As promised to Rydia, Rinoa has piloted the Garden over to Burmecia. They've been picking up refugees along the way - mostly rats, those who fled the city in time, all of them now tragically homeless. It's one of the saddest things she's ever seen.

Now they've reached the Burmecian coast. Rinoa stops on the shore and scans the sea from her vantage point on the bridge. Somewhere out there is the island Rydia was trapped on.

She heads for the gate. She knows they have to be careful, because this part of the Mist Continent is literally crawling with monsters, and Garden's already on high alert. They can't open the entrance for long.

She calls Rydia.]


Rydia? We're here!
[identity profile] princessstealer.livejournal.com
[The first thing to be seen on the screen is a... tail? That's right, a tail, long and currently waving lazily around with small flicks here and there. What might at first be mistaken for an animal is quickly proved to be sentient when the "mute" is taken off as the moogle starts to zoom up towards the person's head, from behind and to the right.]

What- This isn't home! I was supposed to go home-

KUPO! Your Majesty! Over here!

Your Majesty? What're you-?

Yes! You and Queen Gar-

-Garnet? ...Dagger! Yeah, that's right! Gonna need to get used to that...

[With some help from the moogle, the genome spins around, grinning and holding a curiously shaped orange crystal that might be familiar to a few friends - old and new alike.]

Hey guys!

[And that grin gets even wider as he thrusts the crystal in the air, much like one of his daggers after a fight.]

I'm back!

[Voice]

Apr. 26th, 2011 01:52 am
[identity profile] dragoon-rising.livejournal.com
[Vague apology is going to be vague, but that's how Kain does these things. He'll leave it public partially as an act of penance, partially because he's still readjusting to these devices and their filters. He isn't even sure that all of these people are here- he's been gone from Gaia for only a couple weeks, but to him it feels much, much longer. Don't worry Zidane, when he realizes you're not here, he'll bother you when you arrive.]

Cecil. Squall. Onion Knight. Bartz. Firion. Zidane. I apologize to all of you, especially.

I should also extend that apology to the other warriors of Cosmos as well.

I'm... sorry.

[He's still recovering, but he can't finish this without offering:]

...and if anyone has need for another fighter, I can be there at once.

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