paixaorpg | Magic was a privilege [complete]

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Magic was a privilege [complete]

Character(s): Zidane, Delirium
Content: Zidane's off to try and find Roxas. And sure, Dib too. He ends up waiting for a train.
Setting: Paixao Central Station [J6]
Time: Late afternoon
Warnings: General Zidane-ness? Uhh... light use of language.

Magic was a privilege that Zidane wished he had. He especially wished he had that teleporting crap that Sir Flamealot used. It could have saved him some time, searching the city by foot to find some duo under attack.

He was personally trying to just avoid the odd creatures flying through the sky, though once or twice wondered if he could latch onto one and use it to his advantage. That was a bit risky though, and he wasn't exactly in a risky sort of mood.

Axel said that Roxas could probably handle himself. Zidane knew a lot of people that could handle themselves, and still could fall. he wasn't about to sit back and waste time.

He'd gotten a bite to eat on his way to the center of Paixao and now, with his hand holding his closed journal to his side, stared up at the train station. Perhaps that would be of some help? Except that there were multiple tracks... Four, to be exact. He knew one of them was out of the question, since he had just come from that one's direction... Which left three.

... he did have enough money on him. With a sigh he went into the station and immediately seeked out on of the men who worked there. "Hey! Excuse me... HEY YOU!" Maybe it would have helped if he had actually approached the man, but with enough flailing and yelling, the man finally came over to him with a slight scowl on his face. "Slow poke. Hmm... So when's the next train due in?"

"How does a ruffian like you even have the money for it?"

Now Zidane was scowling. "I've got the money, thank you very much!" You'd think he would be respected! Honestly! Zidane had even considering climbing up the building (after the Ceu de Mouraria, this would've been easy) and jumping onto one of the outgoing trains and not having to pay a cent. But no, Zidane did have some morals and thought it was only right to spend some more of Axel's money. Ha.

The man seemed to dislike having to actually do his job at that moment and grumbled, "The next one arrives in about fifteen minutes from now, due for Vanaheim." Vanaheim. Ha. Back where he started, huh?

"None of them are bound to be here in, say, five minutes?"

"No."

"Damn."

"You going to sulk about it in here?"

"No, I'm going to sulk about it outside and vandalize some stuff."

"YOU BRAT -"

Zidane smirked and waved him off. "Kidding, kidding. I think I'll just wait for that train." He sighed and stared around the station, wondering if walking would be faster.

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She had rainclouds in her hair. For a moment, before she brushed them out absently, into her hands and made them into rhinos. Then she squished them and turned them into miniture finger wigs. With a sleepy giggle, Del put them on her fingers and walked. She forgot that she was angry (at the moment, but the moment could pass very quickly if she was reminded of all the things that had made her angry which she couldn't quite remember at the moment for the remembering, but she could).

Delirium was missing her dog.

She thought about that, while wiggling her toes (which then became covered in knee socks, the striped kind with rainbows and quarters on them) and then she was wearing shoes too (the floppy kind left behind on free tables) and then she was wearing overalls (the stained kind the artist three doors down and four across in the building by the dumpsters used to wear) and a jacket (because it was nice and had pockets) and no shirt (because she forgot).

Oh. She was somewhere else now? Delirium looked around, tilting her head as her hair decided to get really curly and long on one side and short on the other.

"...oh. i think this isn't here."

Zidane was pacing. He didn't use to be someone who paced back when he was with Tantalus - he use to just wander off and do whatever he felt like. And then he started to be a pace-r when he wound up in Alexandria. And now he was pacing again.

Ha! The great-and-famous (though not so much in Paixao) Zidane Tribal! ... waiting for a train. At least his last meal had reenergized him again, but still... he blinked, looking towards... someone. Was he imagining things?

His tail flicked to the side. Maybe I've just finally lost it... He would've sworn he saw Delirium.

"...no. nO? maybe," Delirium was pacing now. Only, instead of most people who paced back and forth she paced around and sideways and then sat down and got up and back and up and down. She skipped and hopped and made little trails of colors across the ground that vanished when she walked over them again. She might be utterly and completely lost.

He couldn't have been too delusional. There were worse things in life anyway! So even if he ended up screaming at random things, he could scream at the people of Paixao if they decided to make fun of him. So he yelled out, waving an arm in the arm towards his "delusion." "Hey! Del!"

"Hey! Del!"

Someone was calling her. Delirium turned on her heel and tilted all the way over, head resting on the ground, before letting her body tumble over so she was sprawled. A blink, slowly, before she rolled over onto her stomach and grinned.

"soFt thing!" She announced, because she had found it. It had been so very bad because her soft thing had been losted and might have been lost forever. So it was very good that she had found it.

So maybe it wasn't a delusion. Huh. He kind of found it funny - he finally started to look for someone else, and then he finds Del! Or... Del finds him. It all works out, really. He had to smile. "Ha. Good to see you again, Del. Sorry that it's been awhile. I tried to find you."

Failed horribly and got found by Axel instead, but it was the thought that counted! Yeah...

She shrugged, making her hair do tumbles and the short side got a little longer. She sat up, hands on her knees and tilted her head to the side to look at her soft thing. Tail, yes, soft yes, thing, yes she had everything. (But she was still missing her doggie).

"...okAy~. uHm, you got so vEry loSted," She told him, because he had and that was bad. Being losted was dangerous and lonely.

"Yeah, I was a bit lost, I suppose." He nodded. Though Zidane figured that everyone was mostly lost. Especially here. "Though I met someone else who knew someone who was... 'very losted' too. Have you heard about a boy named Roxas? I need to find him, but I think he's in danger. Or something. Then again... this whole place seems to be in danger... but, you're ok, right, Del?" He forgot to ask that little detail. Her sister told him that she was safe... but still...

Roxas? Roxassss.... Roxas. Orsax. Delirium turned the words over in her head. She knew the name, from somewhere. Or maybe she hadn't ever known it and now she was just knowing it but it seemed so very familiar. Delirium tilted her head to the other side. "... mmmmm. i doN't know. we coUld loOk." she offered. She liked people, especially fun people. And Soarx seemed like a fun person. Roxas. "...finE, fun, find~"

((I forget how to spell the dog's name x.x This reply sucks. *sigh*))

He smiled. Good! He was in luck then. "Hey, and maybe we'll find um... Barnabus too." Though he sometimes wondered if the dog was here. He mostly figured he wasn't, but how could anyone really tell? Really... a dog... big city...

... he was getting off track.

"There's a train that should be here soon, I've got enough money for us both!" he gave her a thumbs up and make a small smile to her.

((♥ ))

"...oH, gOod. i liKe riDing." Delirium nodded sagely at Zidane. In her mind this was all going according to her master plan. The plan itself was very complex and had lots of parts and couldn't be properly explained... but this seemed like it would be a good fit in her plain. Riding the train and then finding Barnabus and the Sroax.

He could only wish that he had some great master plan. Really it was just guess and check. Which would probably fail. Horribly. Most of the time his "guess and check" would be supported by at least a small fraction of, well, logic. Something useful. A base idea to start with... But no. This city put all of that out of the window. So he wasn't exactly sure where to even go.

Zidane held out a hand towards her. Like an offering but not really. "So then, shall we go?" He figured it would be in soon enough anyway. That was a real plus... couldn't be certain that they'd be safe though... He sighed. Sometimes he was really missing Alexandria.

Delirium looked down at Zidane's hand. Maybe he wanted a hamburger. Or some of those little cars that come in plastic bags with breathing holes. Which was very considerate because the cars needed to breathe every now and then. Of course, not all cars, that would be silly.

She bounced, once, twice, and then grabbed his hand, depositing a single candy wrapper in his palm and looking up at him expectantly. They should get going of they were going to find the people.

((Never cease to amuse me XD))

He blinked down at the candy wrapper in his hand. ... Unexpected. Delirium. Unexpected. Delirium... Yes, he should really have remembered that the two went hand-in-hand. He kept himself from laughing and clutched the wrapper in his hand, bowing to her like he would in a scene of a play to a royal woman. Even his voice was very... "actor"-like. "Thank you, my good lady."

Zidane pocketed the candy wrapper. So his list of people/animals to find was now Roxas and Barnabus. He really doubted he was going to find either one, but he had to try on both. He did find Del after all, right? Well. She found him or ... something ... but ... ahhh ... no matter.

He turned his head to the station and then 'eeped' in the most dignified-Zidane-way possible and grabbed for Delirium's wrist lightly and started to pull he quickly. "Oh shit! We're going to miss the train... and i still need to buy tickets!"

Bravo Zidane, bravo!

Delirium giggled as he bowed at her. She bowed back, a little sloppily and her clothes and hair spilled all over and got messy. She was just a little messy, today. "i'm not reaLly like a laDy... yoU know?" She asked, not having quite gotten the hyperbole.

"...oh. tiCkets." She had tickets in her pocket. Delirium pulled them out and held them out. Of course, they were tickets to the moon shuttle in year twenty seven fifty of the alternative universe... but he didn't know that. She collected randomosities.

Well, actually she kind of was a lady, though she was a bit young for the reference to being one. But it just wouldn't have sounded fitting saying "my good girl" ... actually that would have been downright weird and Zidane didn't think they could use anymore weirdness between them. Delirium took the cake on most of that.

"Hm?" Zidane took the tickets after skidding to a stop and stared at them oddly. They couldn't have been train tickets. Paixao was a strange place, but even with all the strange-ness, these didn't seem to fit in with it. Then again Zidane wasn't just going to toss them aside. If they could get away with these tickets, then he was all for it. And Zidane would make sure they managed it. "Oh. Well. This should work."

He walked through the station more calmly, remotely positive that Delirium was keeping up with him. He wondered if it would have been more of a good idea to hold her hand, but he wasn't 100% the guy for doing that. His mind had a tendency to wander, too.

He realized slowly that the train he was heading towards wasn't the one that rude station-attendee told him would be coming in. Zidane supposed that it didn't really matter and all that did matter was that the train that was in was getting ready to leave. He grabbed out for Del again (more like flailing around for her until he ground wherever she had strayed) and made a dash to the train while toting her behind him.

"Sorry about my slowness it won't happen again thankssoverymuch!!!" he shouted quickly as he past the boarding director and threw out the two tickets towards him, smirking lightly when they fell to the ground and he had to scramble to get them.

Zidane waved as he jumped on board, making sure Del was on safely after him and only relaxed when they were nearly out of the station and he could hear: "HEY THESE AREN'T -" in the distance and then they were gone.

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