Event || The Answer

[melodiesmods]

Characters: All characters who signed-up for the event.
Where: South Continent of Balance (Imperial Territories)
When: April 20th to April 30th.
Summary: The Heroes of Light have lost consciousness and now find themselves in the middle of nowhere, without their Moogles and away from everything they know. They will have to get back home, but what awaits them on the path? For more information, please check the First OOC Post and Second OOC Post.
Warning: Bad things.

Group 01: Team Hijinks House
Group 02: Team Brigands
Group 03: Team Discovery Channel
Group 04: Sephiroth's (In)Sanity Squad
Group 05: Team (Bad) Shipping Advice
Group 06: Team Blue-Haired Lords on Fire
Group 07: Team Mom and Late Sleepers
Group 08: Nothing Bad Will Happen
Group 09: The Hellhounds
Group 10: Loftwings, A Working Title
Group 11: Team Oni
Group 12: Team F.N.T.I²
Group 13: Team Name-In-Progress
Group 14: Team The-Mods-Couldn’t-Brain-A-Name
Group 15: Seraphim Shenanigans

Comments

[damn_juicebox]

[Rukia lowers the water glass, having almost taken a sip. But at his words, she can't help but wonder if he might be right about that. She looks at Flynn, blinking.]

It's a possibility.

[She does wonder about the native races that are prevalent in this world, however. Then again, the vast majority of Heroes brought to Crystallis are human. What if there were branches of the universe where Moogles were the dominant race, or Bangaa?]

[Rukia sighs and leans back in her chair.]

It frustrates me how little we still know about this world, and why we are here.

[dammit_yuri]

You and me both.

[grumbles]

The idea of being something's plaything for their amusement does not sit well with me.

[damn_juicebox]

I don't imagine anyone would enjoy that.

[Damn, and she was in such a good mood, too. Rukia leans back in her chair with a sigh, staring up at the ceiling as she tips the water glass to her lips.]

...Do you think we should come back for them? They're living a little too close to the Calamity for comfort.

[dammit_yuri]

[Flynn pauses for a moment, contemplating what that means.]

I... don't think so.

They're living their lives here, with no memories. Why drudge up those pasts if maybe they're better off without it? And even if we tried to, what guarantee do we have that we could save all of them? I want to think our main priority is protecting those closest to us first.

If there is an opportunity later on to come back for them, it might work. But we don't have that many hands to give to that effort efficiently.

[damn_juicebox]

[Rukia's brow furrows. The memory of Kaien's wide and cheerful grin is strong, prominent in her mind. If the Calamity were to claim him, it would destroy her. After all, it's not just a man who looks like him. It IS him, reborn, and without his memories of her. She still carries his heart within her.]

...Maybe we're not doing enough.

[She steeples her fingers, her empty glass set aside for now.]

We don't know how to fight the Calamity, but we have access to airships, and boats. There has to be a safe place we can move them.

[dammit_yuri]

[Flynn understands where Rukia's coming from. It was amazing how similar she and Yuri were in that regard.]

We can discuss the logistics of such a plan once we get back. It will require a lot of work and planning on everyone's part.

[damn_juicebox]

True. And such plans are better carried when we have access to Mognet.

[It does feel a little strange, not seeing any Moogles around. She never thought she'd grow accustomed to having them present.]

...So. What was your father like?

[Because when Rukia thinks about it, she doesn't know much about Flynn's past and background. They're friends, she should understand more about him.]

[dammit_yuri]

[Flynn deliberates on this for a moment.]

Finath Scifo... he died when I was young. Sometimes it feels like Yuri remembers him better than I do. He was a noble, caring man, and put his duty to protect others above all else.

I hope to one day emulate him and honor his memory.

[damn_juicebox]

You don't think you already are?

[Judging by the new elevation of her eyebrows, Rukia's surprised to hear that Flynn doesn't seem to think he's good enough. Is his self-esteem truly so low?]

You already embody these traits from what I have seen. I'm not certain how much further you think you can aspire.

[dammit_yuri]

A dead man is perfect.

[Flynn sits down, wistfully recalling his memories.]

That's the problem with death, really.

[damn_juicebox]

One problem among many.

[Rukia makes her quip with a wry smile. She would know all about being dead, after all.]

I won't begrudge you your efforts or aspirations, so long as they do not cripple your strength. Self doubt and exhaustion never served anyone.

[She reaches forward to grip his forearm and squeeze reassuringly.]

You are a fine warrior. If you need reminding, you have but to ask.