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paixaorpg2010-03-16 03:45 pm
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There's no rest for a hero. [active]
Character(s): Zidane, open
Content: Zidane arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Vanaheim gate
Time: early afternoon
Warnings: none
Zidane was in trouble now.
"Teleported again? I'm getting tired of being thrown here and there." A smaller sized, young male said. Zidane had appeared here about an hour ago, and he was still trying to figure things out.
How had he got here? Well, the last thing he remembered was taking a mug while he was hanging out with his friends in Tantalus. If it was Kuja teleporting him around for a trap again, he wouldn't be a happy person. It just seemed like to Zidane that in that one blink, he was taken from Lindblum to this...Paixao.
Wherever this was. There wasn't anything like this in Gaia. So, from his last experiences from this sort of thing, he figured he wasn't even on the planet anymore.
As he had tried to sneak into the domed city, a man shoved him through the gate, and gave him a small, rectangular object. After carefully studying the area for a moment, Zidane found himself a small nook and sat down.
"What on Gaia is this?" He asked himself, examining the journal. It seemed as if everyone had one, but what was the point of this? After a few pokes and prods, he seemed to get the hang of it.
Slightly.
Figuring he had figured it out well enough for now, Zidane looked up and watched the crowds of people. He had no money, as far as he knew, and nobody he knew here.
"Here we go again..."
Content: Zidane arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Vanaheim gate
Time: early afternoon
Warnings: none
Zidane was in trouble now.
"Teleported again? I'm getting tired of being thrown here and there." A smaller sized, young male said. Zidane had appeared here about an hour ago, and he was still trying to figure things out.
How had he got here? Well, the last thing he remembered was taking a mug while he was hanging out with his friends in Tantalus. If it was Kuja teleporting him around for a trap again, he wouldn't be a happy person. It just seemed like to Zidane that in that one blink, he was taken from Lindblum to this...Paixao.
Wherever this was. There wasn't anything like this in Gaia. So, from his last experiences from this sort of thing, he figured he wasn't even on the planet anymore.
As he had tried to sneak into the domed city, a man shoved him through the gate, and gave him a small, rectangular object. After carefully studying the area for a moment, Zidane found himself a small nook and sat down.
"What on Gaia is this?" He asked himself, examining the journal. It seemed as if everyone had one, but what was the point of this? After a few pokes and prods, he seemed to get the hang of it.
Slightly.
Figuring he had figured it out well enough for now, Zidane looked up and watched the crowds of people. He had no money, as far as he knew, and nobody he knew here.
"Here we go again..."
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"Hello there." Zidane said, tilting his head and shifting so that his weight was a little bit more forward. "I'm Zidane. And who is that lovely lady over there?"
He looked around Sora and to Dahlia now, raising an eyebrow. A pretty girl always turned his head...
And she was definitely pretty.