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Beasts in the Streets [Active/Semi-Open]

Character(s): Montblanc, Zidane, AndrAIa, Rosette, anybody else interested
Content: Lumens: The Hunt Begins
Setting: Acting Clan Headquarters [I7] -> heading out to ???
Time: Late morning, the day after visiting Cid's shop (which I swear he will do soon)
Warnings: None known

Montblanc stood perched atop the railing overlooking the foyer. It was about the agreed-upon time, and he expected the others would show up at any moment; then they could set out on the hunt, something he was quite looking forward to. Even if he was literally a whole other world away from home, it felt good to be getting some work done nonetheless.

The building he'd found to act as Headquarters for now was both surprisingly large for what he'd paid (a few tree branches; he was still surprised they'd taken them) and surprisingly similar to the accommodations in Rabanastre. The house boasted a large, open foyer with a staircase along one wall that led to the upper rooms; the rooms themselves were a little on the small side, but ah well. All it really lacked were the usual hangers-about... it seemed sort of empty without them.

Well, Zidane was already here somewhere, and the rest would be arriving shortly. Maybe depending on how this went, he could convince them to drop by again afterward.

((ooc: orz I'm sorry it took me so long to get this up))

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AndrAIa followed the map with little difficulty. The system was laid out in four main sectors, each easily identifiable with the help of her map.

Arriving at I7, AndrAIa peered up at the large building, which must be Clan Headquarters. It seemed to fit the profile she was given, anyway, and that was good enough for her.

With a confident stride and cheerful, anticipatory expression of a warrior about to do battle, AndrAIa stepped up to the building and opened the door. Her trident hung at her side, and she was itching to accomplish something in this strange place...

Following the curve of the stair upwards, she smiled at the figure on the railing above. "Montblanc?" It looked like him. "I'm AndrAIa. We communicated over the journals."

Zidane was hanging out where you could consider very "out in the open" and that meant that he was sitting up on the roof's edge, looking down as folk came in. He couldn't quite remember who they were expecting, but he figured that Montblanc would go looking for him if they were ready.

For now, he enjoyed the air. High places were a blessing to him here. He could see a lot of the city. It reminded him of when he was on top of the opera house... but that resulted in him meeting Axel, someone his hasn't seen in... a long time.

Zidane slumped forward and sighed. He should... talk. He knew about Axel at least, and he knew that Lexaeus was at the hospital, sitting and waiting for someone to just come on to him.

He shook his head. No. That man for for him to deal with. On his own terms.

Zidane kept watching below.

It had taken Rosette longer than she would have liked to arrive at Clan headquarters. She still wasn't too familiar with this part of the city, and despite her map she'd walked in several circles before she found the building.

She paused at the door. What was she doing? It was a hunt, it could be dangerous...

It was the same thing she did at the Order nearly every day. After everything that had happened, this was probably going to be as close to "normal" as she got for a while.

She opened the door, striding in with as much confidence as she could muster (which was surprisingly more than she expected to have). She nodded to the girl who'd beaten her there in greeting, then waved to Montblanc. "Hi! Are we about ready to go?"

((Ho-kay guys, because Montblanc has been dropped, Zidane will end up taking over for the moogle once he realizes that he's not coming back, and it doesn't seem like the Organization or whatever. Just another odd case of someone vanishing :D Buuut because we don't want this crew to panic, Montblanc is currently still "around." Since Zidane is on the roof, he can make out a bit of the problems the Sin-spawn are creating, so hopefully he can distract this lot, they at least leave the building, but Montblanc doesn't, and later Montblanc just... poofs? :O Sound good? So Zidane is hacking Montblanc's spot because of this change.))

It seemed like a good time to end his conversation over the journals with Riku when whatever the hell was going on in the distance was just getting weirder, and he could barely make it out. Lumens could wait (unless it was them causing this, but that seemed as unlikely as the Organization).

He made his way down from the roof, only fumbling a bit. His body still wasn't quite up to snuff as he'd like it to be. He had noticed another girl enter not too long ago. That would be good... maybe they could check around some.

"Hey, guys!" He entered with a rush, gazing around at everyone. "There's something going on to the east! I can't tell what's going on too well, but there's already been some damage, and some other weird stuff! It's... it might be getting worse... I really think we should go take a look at it!"

The city could be in trouble, after all. And maybe they'd find some scattering lumens because of it.

"Damage?" AndrAIa responded, surprised. A moment ago, as she had stepped inside, there had been a certain...feeling, an uneasiness she wasn't accustomed to feeling. The instinct which was embedded deep within AndrAIa's programming had been triggered -- but she had chosen to ignore it. After all, this was a strange place, a strange WORLD, as they said...

"So that's what it was," she said, more to herself than to the group. Up until now, she hadn't connected the feeling to anything serious. "I've had a...bad feeling..." She shook her head a little to clear it.

"How far?"

(OOC: *LIES to adapt to the Sin thing thread!*)

[Pretend Rosette didn't see Montblanc in her last post. Just...pretend it didn't happen. I have no idea how to deal with it otherwise. XD;]

"Hey," Rosette returned the greeting. She had no idea who this guy was, but if he was part of the hunt then he couldn't be all bad. He was sure excited about someth- oh. Huh. They were just jumping right into this whole hunting business, weren't they.

"Wait." She raised an eyebrow, addressing the guy who'd just walked in. "'Something' like what? Do you have any idea what's going on?" She also couldn't help but worry about what the other girl had said - why didn't she have the same "bad feeling?" Normally Rosette had a pretty accurate gut instinct, but nothing had happened yet...something was off.

For now, she'd just go with it and keep an eye out, just in case.

((Apparently finals fried my brain. East = west LOL. My god. That was made of FAIL.))

"I don't know, I made out a building going down. Whatever it is, I'm sure as hell that it isn't good! I know others are going to go sniff it out, but, well, from my own experience, you can bet that either the lumens are going to be pissed and going toward it all, or getting the heck away."

He looked antsy, even his tail flickered wildly through the air. "No idea what's going on though. But seriously, you wanna just leave it as is? If we're stuck in this city - I'd like it to be in one piece!" He moved quickly back for the door, then turned a serious look back to them. "Oh, and several of us are damn sure that it isn't the Organization."

AndrAIa was more than willing to investigate the matter -- trouble was trouble, and as she had told Itachi earlier, she LIKED trouble.

"The Organization sounds more like trojan horses, from what I've heard," she said, following Zidane to the door. "Their programming is more subtle." And she had dealt with her fair share of viruses... "Besides, I've never been able to SENSE a virus -- that's a Guardian's job. This is much more..." She paused, trying to think of the correct word. At last, she said, "Artificial." And that was the best way she could explain it.

Shrugging her bare shoulders, she said, "I'm AndrAIa, by the way." Her hand slid to her hip and found her trident. With a flick of her wrist, it smoothly extended itself to its full length. If there was trouble, they might need it.

"No kidding." Rosette nodded to the guy...with the tail...alright...the scene he was describing was familiar to her - it sounded quite a bit like demon attacks back in New York. Looked like the group of hunters had its work cut out for it, but at least now Rosette had some idea what she was in for, and for the first time since she arrived in the city she felt prepared to face whatever was happening.

...which didn't help her understand AndrAIa's words. At all. She was pretty sure they were in English, and she recognized the Trojan Horse reference, but...it just didn't make any sense to her. File that under Things to Figure Out Later - for now, they had a job to do. She followed AndrAIa and the guy whose name she still didn't know to the door, closing it behind her as they left. "You know where it is, right?" She looked to the man for direction. "Lead the way, then.

"...I'm Rosette, by the way," she added almost as an afterthought.

Programming, viruses, artificial - ahhh whatever. Zidane had heard stranger things come out a person's mouth before; he stopped getting a headache whenever Delirium spoke, after all. He truly did hope that the girl found what she was looking for.

He was impatiently hopping by the door. "I saw the wreckage out... uhh..." His eyes swiveled around, as if he was actually seeing it, and then they settled back to the two girls. "West of here! Yeah. West."

And how rude of him, he was halfway out the the building before he skittered back with a grin on his face. "Oh, and I'm Zidane Tribal, by the way." He winked. "Come on then, let's go!"

He wanted to get in on the action.

(OOC: Hopping over to the new thread. PS, anyone else find it hilarious that all three introduced themselves by saying, "I'm so-and-so, by the way.")

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