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[The camera isn't being controlled by any person when it turns on, but rather by two moogles, talking together quickly and sounding rather terrified out of their wits. There's the sound of heavy rushing wind behind them and the occasional growl like claps of thunder.]
Go, kupo! Just talk to her-
No! Have you seen what's going on there?! We're going to get blown off the world!
Someone has to do something!
Not us, we're too small! Here, kupopo! [The moogle looks into the camera, worry more obvious than usual on its fuzzy face as it starts to speak.] Does anybody know this lady, kupo? If so, get over here and talk her down! She's going crazy!
[The view swings back around to show what they're talking about - Rinoa's standing on the roof of the Accessory/Synthesis Shop in Traverse Town, her hair and duster billowing in the wind and her face tilted towards the sky. There's a heavy cloud-cover over the entire small world, dark as if a storm is about to break any moment, and the occasional flash in the cloud as if lightning bolts are jumping cloud to cloud. Even the normally so prevalent stars are blotted out.]
[As to how she got up there? Well... For the first time since the day she arrived in Traverse Town, her wings are out to their full extent. Wider than she is tall, pure white and actually shining just a bit, if one can get close enough to see her they might notice that she's actually standing on the air about an inch above the roof. Squall's disappeared and she's started to lose it.]
Go, kupo! Just talk to her-
No! Have you seen what's going on there?! We're going to get blown off the world!
Someone has to do something!
Not us, we're too small! Here, kupopo! [The moogle looks into the camera, worry more obvious than usual on its fuzzy face as it starts to speak.] Does anybody know this lady, kupo? If so, get over here and talk her down! She's going crazy!
[The view swings back around to show what they're talking about - Rinoa's standing on the roof of the Accessory/Synthesis Shop in Traverse Town, her hair and duster billowing in the wind and her face tilted towards the sky. There's a heavy cloud-cover over the entire small world, dark as if a storm is about to break any moment, and the occasional flash in the cloud as if lightning bolts are jumping cloud to cloud. Even the normally so prevalent stars are blotted out.]
[As to how she got up there? Well... For the first time since the day she arrived in Traverse Town, her wings are out to their full extent. Wider than she is tall, pure white and actually shining just a bit, if one can get close enough to see her they might notice that she's actually standing on the air about an inch above the roof. Squall's disappeared and she's started to lose it.]