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[twilight-pastel.livejournal.com]

[Namine's face comes into focus and she looks like she's scrutinizing something very carefully. She also looks a bit nervous.]

Does it need something else? Maybe another layer of whipped cream? Is more cream better or is that too much?

[There's what looks like either a large sponge or angel food cake coming into focus. It's got whipped cream and strawberries.]

Does anyone want to try some? It smells ok. I guess taking the first bite is the only way I'll really know.

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[formerasgardian.livejournal.com]

[The comm cuts on - and shows a moogle. Who looks very, very panicked indeed.]

Help, someone help me, kupo! This new arrival just attacked my partner, and now he's--

[Cue a shadow. A rather large shadow. And the Moogle dropping the phone with a squeak. It clatters to the ground, still running, showing everything happening above it. That large shadow? Belongs to a very well-cut man with blond hair and beard, and with the clearest baby blue eyes anyone could possibly imagine. He bends down, his glowering expression boring into the moogle, making it shake with fear--

And then the man very delicately puts the moogle's injured partner on the ground, suddenly looking quite apologetic. Said injured moogle looks like he was just smashed into a wall; he's literally flat like a pancake at the moment.]

I...apologize, small creature. I thought you were the black demons attacking me once more.

AH!! I-I mean...k-kupo, no! We're not Heartless, we're Moogles!

Moo...gles...

[Durr what those. The man narrows his eyes in concentration, trying to process this information.]

Are you moogles native to the realm of New Mexico, then?

New Mexico? No, this is Traverse Town, kupo! Your world is...uh...

My world?

[It's really hard to break this kind of news to someone who looks this intimidating. And so the frightened moogle backs away from the very scary-looking man, who stands up. He looks around for a moment, before shouting in a clear, loud voice.]

Good people! If there be any around to hear me, I humbly apologize, but it is of great import!

I need transportation back to New Mexico, if this not be that realm. I must try and warn the people of this sudden scourge which attacked me and my friend unjustly. A horse will suffice, anything of that size will also do. I will...take an ow-toe mobile if need be. But I must leave.

[A pause.]

Also...if you know of a man named Erik Selvig...Dr. Erik Selvig, he was with me. He's...somewhat inebriated. I humbly ask you not attack him in such a state if he challenges you! He isn't-

[At this point the feed ends.]

{004} - Video

[ofthefall.livejournal.com]

[A bloody smear is the first thing shown as the video comes on, a thumb swiping across it. Harsh, almost wet breathing is next as Cloud keeps trying to dial specific number, only to fail repeatedly. He can barely see the phone in his hand, to be honest.

Slowly, he drags his hand, with the phone clutched, toward him and a very bloodied Cloud Strife is revealed, he's leaning against a bunch of crumpled rocks. The ocean can be heard as well. His bright eyes squint at the phone, trying to discern the numbers but for the life of him he just can't see the damn buttons. With a soft groan, his hand just flops back down, the sunset is all the phone manages to catch before the feed just turns itself off.]


[[OOC: This is the result of this log!]]

009 ❀ Video

[toseehimsmile.livejournal.com]

[Lizzie appears sitting at the table, drinking tea as usual, her outfit consisting of a rather elegant dress decorated with flowers including flowers in her hair. She quietly puts her cup of tea down and pauses for a moment, before turning her head to look at the communicator and smiling her brightest smile she could.]

Good evening everyone, I hope that you are all well.

[She gently picks up her cup of tea again and takes a sip. She appears to be calm and pretty much being herself.]

I have a question that I want to ask, but would anyone be so kind as to join me on a trip to Port Royal? I need to buy something from there and I'm sure that Ciel would feel much better if I went with a chaperone.

[She places her cup down, placing her hands neatly in front of her, her charming smiling shining through.]

I'll be sure to thank you if you help me.