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paixaorpg2007-11-06 06:12 pm
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A Meeting of Unlike Minds as Decreed by Lady Luck [Active]
Character(s): Celes Chere, Setzer Gabbiani, Kefka Palazzo (OPEN TO: Locke
Content: Celes meets Setzer at Joutenheim Gate . They then take the train and rendezvous with Kefka at Paixao Central Station.
Setting: Starts within the city just beyond Joutenheim Gate (Coordinates )/close to the train station. It progresses to Paixao Central Station (J6).
Time: From early morning to a little before or after noon. Likely before.
Warnings:Kefka Pre-established ill-will Possible violence None, for now.
After passing beneath the giants' massive clubs and stepping into the city, Celes had planted herself upon a bench not far from her point of etnrance, pulled her cloak more tightly about her form, and busied herself with the semi-familiar rectangular device she had been given by the peculiar, painstakingly adamant civil servant at the gate. "Journals" they called them. It certainly didn't look like a journal, but she hadn't concerned herself with it during her prior adventure in Paixao. The technology was simple enough to figure out, with or without the ungodly number of flyers and pamphlets she had been forced to receive. It hadn't taken long for her to receive replies to the post she had made, for her to find two familiar faces and a new ally, for whom she now waited.
The sun favored her skin with warmth, smiling down upon Paixao and its inhabitants with the very same light. The wind stirred, pushing its invisible fingers through her golden tresses and threatening her cape. Perhaps she would look into the city's armor, if not something she could add to her ensemble that had sleeves. It felt cold, colder than it had in Maranda. The thought of that Hellish city caused her to turn her eyes downward. The stench of smoke lingering upon her became a sudden attraction, causing her to cringe slightly. The screams, the pale tongues licking at the black sky...
"Not now," she told herself, forcing her head upward once again.
A sigh fell from the general's lips as she regained her composure and straightened herself. The cloak was pulled more tightly about her, her eyes flickering briefly to the journal screen before she surveyed the area. To think she was waiting for a gambler! Nothing could surprise her at that point, not with the heightened peculiarity of Kefka's behavior or the oddity of his squirmishes with her new acquaintance. Setzer Gabbiani, the Wandering Gambler...
Celes drew in a slow breath and bowed her head, closing her eyes for a moment. Her body had caught up to the change in setting for the most part, but "the ante had been upped". Conflict could take every form and seemed as limitless as the sea in that moment, no matter how near or far she was from it. Even if she had to endure childish bickering, it would be worth it, so long as she wasn't alone, wasn't left to her own devices.
Maranda, the wind whispered in her ear.
There was the slightest shudder. Celes opened her eyes again and beheld the world around her.
Any day now....
Content: Celes meets Setzer at Joutenheim Gate . They then take the train and rendezvous with Kefka at Paixao Central Station.
Setting: Starts within the city just beyond Joutenheim Gate (Coordinates )/close to the train station. It progresses to Paixao Central Station (J6).
Time: From early morning to a little before or after noon. Likely before.
Warnings:
After passing beneath the giants' massive clubs and stepping into the city, Celes had planted herself upon a bench not far from her point of etnrance, pulled her cloak more tightly about her form, and busied herself with the semi-familiar rectangular device she had been given by the peculiar, painstakingly adamant civil servant at the gate. "Journals" they called them. It certainly didn't look like a journal, but she hadn't concerned herself with it during her prior adventure in Paixao. The technology was simple enough to figure out, with or without the ungodly number of flyers and pamphlets she had been forced to receive. It hadn't taken long for her to receive replies to the post she had made, for her to find two familiar faces and a new ally, for whom she now waited.
The sun favored her skin with warmth, smiling down upon Paixao and its inhabitants with the very same light. The wind stirred, pushing its invisible fingers through her golden tresses and threatening her cape. Perhaps she would look into the city's armor, if not something she could add to her ensemble that had sleeves. It felt cold, colder than it had in Maranda. The thought of that Hellish city caused her to turn her eyes downward. The stench of smoke lingering upon her became a sudden attraction, causing her to cringe slightly. The screams, the pale tongues licking at the black sky...
"Not now," she told herself, forcing her head upward once again.
A sigh fell from the general's lips as she regained her composure and straightened herself. The cloak was pulled more tightly about her, her eyes flickering briefly to the journal screen before she surveyed the area. To think she was waiting for a gambler! Nothing could surprise her at that point, not with the heightened peculiarity of Kefka's behavior or the oddity of his squirmishes with her new acquaintance. Setzer Gabbiani, the Wandering Gambler...
Celes drew in a slow breath and bowed her head, closing her eyes for a moment. Her body had caught up to the change in setting for the most part, but "the ante had been upped". Conflict could take every form and seemed as limitless as the sea in that moment, no matter how near or far she was from it. Even if she had to endure childish bickering, it would be worth it, so long as she wasn't alone, wasn't left to her own devices.
Maranda, the wind whispered in her ear.
There was the slightest shudder. Celes opened her eyes again and beheld the world around her.
Any day now....
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A shame he hadn't managed to bring the Falcon with him here. Not that it would've made any difference what with the domes, but he could still think about how nice it would've been.