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[Video]

I do hate to resort to this, but I have been trying to track some one down for a while now. There was a very handsome looking man who made a post some time ago.

[ And Eagle has a screenshot of the very fellow taken from a still image from his first video post. ]



Isn't he cute? 

If anyone has any information on him, maybe a name, I would be very grateful for your help. Of course if the gentleman himself sees this post... [ Eagle chuckles. ] ... I would love to speak with you in person.

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[She blinks down at the small furry moogle as it trots off further into Traverse Town. Still in a state of confusion over what it has told her, she looks at the communicator, money, and keys clutched in her hands. A frown tugs at her lips as she tucks the money away in her uniform. The communicator she keeps clutched in her hands. The ...moogle? was it? Said she could talk to other people through this right? That's not all that different from the golems.

Though it takes her a minute, she gets the little device to turn on. Despite the circumstances, she still held out hope that she wasn't alone here, that someone else from the order made it somehow. She didn't want to believe that she was the only person that had made it out of that horrible disaster. As she blinks at the screen, trying to figure out what to say, she sinks to the ground where she had been standing, her legs tucked under her.

Even if it was a small chance, she didn't want to believe she was alone yet. She manages to keep a calm composure when she finally starts her video message.]


Brother? Are you out there? Kanda? Allen? Miranda? Bak? It's Lenalee. Can you hear me? See me? Are any of you... [Alive?]

[She doesn't finish the question and cuts transmission instead, waiting on a response. In the silence she toys with the key she was given, her eyes tracing over its shape slowly. A place to stay, right? She musters up the energy to stand, and begins to head to the hotel with the hope that someone there might be able to give her more information. As long as she pays attention to where she's going, she's bound to find the hotel eventually.]
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[Cupid had gotten another victim and this one was having some problems. He was in the market in Agrabah looking around at all the vendors trying to find the perfect gift. He didn't have the slightest idea what to get, it was frustrating.]

Enough all ready, I need some help! I want to get someone something special but I can't choose what! I think she likes green. She wears a lot of green. But I don't know what to-

[And he stops as a vendor shows him a necklace. He takes it and inspects it but he doesn't seem to feel it.]

What's a good gift for a girl, anyway? Flowers? Jewelery? Food? What if she doesn't like it?

[And he gets an idea.]

Maybe I should just buy one of each and let her pick.
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[Kairi is sitting in Radiant Garden, quietly drawing on a sketchpad while trying to get her thoughts together.]

I have a question. When it comes to trying to find someone you know you want to find them as soon as, but what if you don't have a clue where they are?

[Her pencil moved across the page as he had started to draw the background of the view she was getting, she had planned to draw this for someone close to her heart, but she had no idea who this person might be.]

How can you know they aren't in one world you just went to? Or they are just really hard to find

[Her pencil pauses slightly as she sighs, her eyes were sad and rather lonely right now, first her friends weren't here and now she had this feeling she couldn't shake and couldn't fine the one, it was just depressing.]
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[ Though its early morning in Traverse Town, its hard to judge by the eternal night and stars that blanket the sky. Quiet, empty streets and shut-up shops are the only indication of the obscene hour.  There are the sound of footsteps echoing across the cobbled streets. but all we can see is the looming shadow of something--- someone-- against the side of building. Whoever this is, she or he has unwittingly turned on their device.

The footsteps get louder and louder, but we still can't see a thing--- ]


Hoeeee
!

Let-- let go of me, Kupppoooooo.


[ There are sounds of struggle, notably the voice of a Moogle unwillingly being held captive. The video shakes until the shot jerks suddenly out of view, the device falling to the floor with a clatter. At this angle, we can now see a young girl dressed in a school uniform, squeezing a Moogle tightly to her chest as if it were a stuffed animal. ]

Kupo-san, don't leave me! I'm sure there are ghosts out here, and--- and--

[ The moogle wiggles his way free, bursting out of her arms with a relieved gasp. He's just about to make a run for it before the girl snatches him again. ]

You need to tell me how to get back home!

[ Sakura forces herself to calm down, looking at the creature with a serious expression, though the obvious tears in her eyes betray her. ]


Please.

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'EY! ZOISITE!

[Did that get his attention? Loz peers into the feed with furrowed brows and an almost-pout. He's looked all over the place, but he can't find him! But he has to! He can feel it in his chest-- he has to see this guy!]

You! Humans! [He pokes the feed.] Where's Zoisite?

I bet you're hiding him from me now, huh?! It never ends with you punks! Tell me where he is! Tell me now!

[A grown (?) man acting like a spoiled brat in front of everybody-- pretty soon he'll start throwing a tantrum if he doesn't get what he wants.]
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[Locked from Mai]

Hey, uh...

[Leon clears his throat, pulling at the collar of his jacket. Why, he looks a little nervous! But he's never nervous. Surely you're just imagining things.]

I was thinking about taking a day off or something. You guys got any ideas for good hang out spots? Something nice. And, uh... Classy? Yeah. Just wondering... [He shrugs casually. There's no reason he's asking-- really! Nope. Just your friendly neighborhood workaholic trying to spend a day off.

He closes that line, then goes on to make a private feed to Mai.]


- - -

[Filtered to Mai]

What's up? ...You busy today? I thought we could... hang out or something. [He's trying to act so smooth and casual, but he's really socially awkward and bad at this.] I mean, y'know. If you wanted. I don't care. Finished my work for the day and don't have anything else to do.

[W-Wait, that didn't sound right.]

I mean--! Not that you're a last resort or anything. [Just shut up, Leon.]
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Hey, everyone? I've got something to show you.

[Rinoa's still in Traverse, this time standing in the synthesis shop. There's moogles chattering and working around her and Angelo is curled up off to the side, but Rinoa's holding the device so it focuses on her face.]

Now that that invasion is done, I had an idea, and the moogles agreed to help me out with it. It seems a lot of people have... disappeared... lately, more than before. So I was thinking we needed something to remember them. Not a memorial, because they're not gone for good, but just... something. And so I talked to the moogles, and they came up with this.

[She takes a step back and turns the camera to focus on one wall of the shop, where there is now a large blackboard running almost the length of the wall and covered with a matchingly large glass display case that's hanging open at the moment. At the top is painted - painted well, so you know she didn't do it - "Not Forgotten," and Rinoa sets the device down to frame the blackboard fairly well.]

If you want to, you can come here and the moogles will give you a piece of chalk, and you can write the names of your friends you want to see again on here. Just like this.

[Rinoa's gotten her own piece of chalk, and she steps up to the board to begin writing a series of names in one of the corners, talking as she prints very deliberately and neatly.]

This can be a reminder to us all of the people we're working to save and hope to see again one day. They aren't gone for good, and unless we give up they never will be. This is just... to help remind us that there are things and people out there worth fighting for. And why we're fighting in the first place.

[She finishes, placing the chalk on the little ledge below the board and stepping back to swing the case over the board so nothing can mess it up. If one looks closely, there's a series of names where she was writing - "Quistis, Selphie, Irvine, Zell, Seifer, Zone, and Watts."]
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[Oz sits in a rather tall tree in Deep Jungle, his legs dangling down and him, looking upon a golden pocket watch within his grasp. His eyes looked sad as he flipped it open and a rather calming tune started to play from it. He stared at it for a moment, listening to the tune play as he closed his eyes, his thoughts were of the important person he had lost here, she had gone and he was still here alone, with no answers to any of the questions he had and this... was rather upsetting to say the least.

Once the tune had finished, he closed the watch and held it close to his chest, unsure of what to do next, he had wanted to help Alice, but if she was no longer here, now what. For now he started to close his eyes, opening the watch once more as this time he started to hum along with it. It was like a fond memory of the first time he and her met, and it was the only comforting thing for him at this moment of time.]
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It looks like a lot of places got hit hard during the invasion. The Restoration Committee is at your service if you need us. Until then, take care of yourselves.

[For a moment, it seems as if Leon might just log off there, but his expression becomes more grave.]

And Maleficent has taken back the castle here at Radiant Garden. Worse yet, she put a barrier around it so no one can get in. It's probably only a matter of time before she starts amassing another army out there. She's had it out for this place from the start. Ventus told you guys a lot about her already, but it's important you know that she was the one responsible for the ten year period Radiant Garden was lost in darkness.

Don't trust her. She's only out for herself, got it?
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[Allen appeared looking a little worse for wear, various bandages, band-aids and various other things upon his face and body, but even though he appeared to be injured, he couldn't help but have a dumb looking smile on his face.]

I hope that everyone is okay after what happened.

[He glanced down for a moment, pieces of paper within his hand as he looked through them.]

I had been told that I should join the school that's on Destiny Island, but while filling out this form, I came across something I can answer.

[He flips the pages over, going back to the first page.]

It asks for a date of birth, but what if you don't remember what that is?
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[Aerith has (finally) made it to Radiant Garden!

A trip she was pretty excited about. Until the Heartless invasion, that is.

While she was busy trying not to get caught in a fight, she discovered her new power! ~Telekinesis~. Truthfully, it jolted her when she flung a hand in the direction of a Heartless and it flew back through the air. So she has managed to fight off the Heartless just by moving them around a bit.

Being able to lift things with just a focused thought is new, a little scary, but can also be very helpful. So she pops on the network really quick to see if she can be useful.
]

I've finally made it to Radiant Garden, but I haven't really been able to find anyone. This new power of mine is useful, so does anyone need an extra pair of hands? Well, I'm not really using my hands...

[To demonstrate, she turns the camera toward an innocent rock to the side. Narrowing her eyes, she holds out a hand and the rock begins to hover - a little shaky, but it manages to stay up.]

I probably need to practice, but at least I can drop big things on the Heartless. That has to count for something, right? And if anyone has any experience with this kind of power, any advice would be great.
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[Allen was in the hotel room, the door locked and for the meantime blocked just in case heartless tried to make an appearance. Tim, had given Allen everything he had need as he held a bottle of some kind of liquid. Once he made sure that had been sorted he smiled to the device.]

Hello again, I uh wanted to thank those who helped me when I was injured the other day.

[He pauses, people were helpful when he arrived, he had to wonder if people did the same to Kanda.]

Ah, also did anyone help tend to a man called Kanda? [He pauses, maybe they wouldn't know that, he should give a description.]

He's always got a serious look on his face, acts kind of like a jerk and if you saw him from the back you'd easily mistake him for a girl.

[He looks over his shoulder for a moment, the man in question he hoped couldn't hear this, this time his voice is more of a whisper.]

If you happened to run into him, then I apologise for whatever happened. He's kind of a jerk to about everyone.

[He once again holds the bottle close, as if he was trying to figure out how to use it or at least if it had some kind of odd instructions on it. Though the moment he tried to look closer, the bottle had slowly begun to be covered in ice.]

Eh?! What's going on?!

[He nearly dropped the bottle, but as luck would have it, it refused to become detached from his skin. After a good couple of minutes trying to get it off, he looks at the communicator]

Ca-Can someone please help me? This potion won't get off my hand, it's frozen on.
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“Look, thanks but no thanks. I don't need someone to take care of me.”

[There's no picture, but the muffled audio transmission appears to be a youth arguing with- Kupo!-- what could only be a moogle.]

“Why would I talk to that?”

[After a small degree of shuffling and what is likely more complaining, the feed is met by a pair of piercing brown eyes, followed by a pair of crooked eyebrows and the world's most incorrigible smirk.]

“Hey~

Name's Jet. I come from Earth Kingdom, and I am taking the first shuttle out of here whether you like it or not! There satisfied?"

[The bat-winged mousebears are nice and all, but Spirits, what good is supposed to come from talking to this tri-circular rock? Jet doesn't wait for an answer that obviously isn't going to come. Out the door he goes. Time to see the rest of Traverse Town!]
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[Well, look who it is! It's the always serious Restoration Committee guy. It looks like he might have another announcement-- up until the moment a rather cheerful-looking pink cat suddenly fills up the whole screen, takes the communicator in its mouth, and runs off. The feed is just bouncing around wildly for a while. One can pretty clearly hear Leon in the background, growling.]

Get back here!

[The feed turns off for a moment, then turns back on. It's back in Leon's hand, but happy-sounding 'Nyaaah~!' noises can be heard, alongside bouncing. He looks... so not amused.]

This thing has been chasing me around all day. For the love of the light, someone please get it away from me. It's already ruined a bunch of my paperwork.
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[The video pops on, and suddenly a wild Aerith appears!

She's yet to find any of her friends here, and has kept to herself. Mostly to adjust, and to get over her initial confusion about this place.

Now, though, she's ready and raring to go. To do something. What, exactly, she's not sure.
]

I've been thinking about what I should do while I'm here. Any suggestions? I know there are plenty of committees and jobs people are a part of, but I really just can't figure out where I'd be the most useful.

[The smile she gives the video is a little sheepish. She could probably figure this out on her own, but there is something to be said about asking for opinions.]
[identity profile] gaininghope.livejournal.com
[It's been a few, hasn't it? Aerith's been kinda quiet these last couple weeks.]

I have... a question. About people disappearing...

[It's a little bit of a sore subject right now, but it's better that she knows than drag it on out like this.]

People disappear from here, right? Does that mean they're okay still? [She pauses.] I can't see some of these wonderful people getting taken by this darkness. Their hearts are too light, so to speak.
[identity profile] gaininghope.livejournal.com
[The scene opens up to something pleasant in the least. A tiny child being cradled by her mother, who is humming a soft melody. Around them, a glass case exists with a small garden patch around them, and through it, one can see different types of machines, operating tables, and electronics.]

[It's clear this is a lab.]

[The woman, Iflana, lifts the child's head, speaking almost forcefully, as if to emphasize a point]


I'm getting you out of here, child. Before that.. horrible man does something awful. But if something happens to me, you run. You understand me?

[The child nods. How can she not when Mother takes that tone?]

[What happens next seems to happen all too fast. Some science interns bust in the room and begin trying to wrangle Iflana from the young Aerith's grasp. This was obviously not the plan from the amount of screaming and desperate grappling back for her child. The door shuts, separating the two.]

[Iflana continues trying to fight from behind an operating curtain. When it all falls silent, it's clear she failed. Aerith slams on the glass, calling for her, but it's muted.]


Damn. I thought that was going to work. Maybe she was too old. Try the girl.
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[In any other sense, it was a beautiful day. The sky was blue, the sun was warm, and Zack could feel the wind in his hair from something besides running for the first time in ages. He inhaled deeply, smiling to himself. Midgar was getting closer.

He did a couple of squats until the old man driving him told him to stop, that the kid was making him nervous. Zack grinned sheepishly and plopped down, wondering how long he could remain still. He felt sort of antsy, being this close to Midgar. At least he'd found a ride, even if he had to sit in the back of a pickup truck.

With another easygoing grin, Zack turned to the other guy sitting in the back with him - Cloud. The poor kid didn't look very good; his head was lolling with the movements of the truck, he was slumped over, and his eyes were glazed. Still, Zack talked to him like he could hear perfectly and they could have a totally normal conversation.]


Hey Cloud, what're you gonna do when we get to Midgar?

[No answer. There hadn't been for almost a year now, but as he always did, Zack told himself that he could hear an answer. Sometimes it felt like he really could.]

You wanna see her, right? She can help you, I know she can.

[A fond smile crosses Zack's face as he thinks about her. With a little luck, maybe Aerith will be right in the church where he left her. And maybe she could...]

Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave you afterward. We'll stick together. We're friends, right?

[He grins, knowing he doesn't need any confirmation on that. He and Cloud had been through hell and back together; it was impossible not to be friends. With that thought, he babbles on and on for awhile about becoming mercenaries or something; occasionally exchanging rapport with the driver of the truck. In a rare lapse of silence, though, his newly-enhanced hearing catches the sound of a sniper from miles away. And they're aiming at - ]

Cloud!

[He jumps up and covers the blond's body with his own, arms wrapping him in preparation to lift him up.]

Pops, pull over! We've gotta get out here!

[The driver gives them a worried look as he drops the two boys off, wishing them luck. Zack thanks him and quickly gets a mako-poisoned, stumbling Cloud over behind a rock, where he'll be safe. For now, at least. That's all that matters to him, he figures as he ruffles the chocobo spikes with a fond, loving smile.]

I'll be right back, Cloud.

[He knows what's waiting for him. He marches into it proudly, the Buster Sword gleaming and his stance more SOLDIER-like than it's ever been. What he finds is an entire army that's more than ready to kill him.]

Boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep.

[With a drawn-out breath, he sets the Buster Sword against his forehead before running out towards the huge crowd with a roar. They're all ready. They're all more than prepared to get rid of the escaped sample. Zack's not going down without a fight, not by a long shot - ]

Auuugh!

[ - there's gunshots, far too many of them, and his SOLDIER skills aren't enough to dodge them all. Not by a long shot. Though he tries, he can't hide his screams of agony when more bullets whiz by.

Maybe he hadn't been SOLDIER material, after all.]
[identity profile] gaininghope.livejournal.com
Oh, so... this is how it works? [Hey network, how are you enjoying a lovely view of the moogle's puff-ball...?]

Yes, kupo!

And it... shows video? Like a movie... Huh. [It's about that time she notices the feed's image and turns it towards herself. Oh hello everyone! She hadn't meant to be recording, but... since it's on already?]

Hel-loooo? Can anyone hear me? [Aerith Gainsborough smiles juuust slightly.] I suppose I just arrived here in... Traverse Town? Guess that makes us neighbors now, doesn't it?

[There's a short pause before she speaks again.]

I look forward to meeting you all. Please do be careful! I've been told there are some scary monsters out there...

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