melodiesoflife | Event || Revelations

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Event || Revelations

Characters: All the Heroes of Light and their Moogles.
Where: Order's Sanctuary, The Interdimensional Rift and their Homeworlds.
When: August 03rd - August 30th

Summary: Following the battle against Palitutu, all the Heroes of Light were transported into the Interdimensional Rift. They were told by Palitutu they would have to find her to prove they can break the cycle-- But before they could reach their destination, a malevolent entity from the Rift stripped them from their immortality...

And now, they woke up in a decaying and dying world, most specifically in a place called Order's Sanctuary. From there they are ready to jump... Into their homeworlds! Feel free to use this post for the Mingle at Order's Sanctuary and should your homeworld be the stage for the Heroes of Lights' next adventures, feel free to make a thread for it and as many sub-thread as necessary! Please refer to the OOC Post for questions and plotting.

Warning: Whatever you come up with.

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[WHAT? BAR-DAD HAS MAGICAL POWERS?]

I thought our job classes did not work in this land.

[He did not know Barkeep was some sort of mage. He had always thought he just...you know, kept bars.]

But if you can get home, you should go to her. Your wife. She surely misses you dearly.

They don't! This is the Force Galactic!

[To further demonstrate the different between this and the Illusionist Job to Ramza, he faces a piles of rocks and spreads his arms. White light collects at his chest, and after a few seconds, a thin laser blasts from the Barkeep's body. Pebbles fly in every direction; this family of rocks is no more.]

If I got that back, I can open a portal to anywhere in the universe! Palitutu's nothin' against the power of the cosmos!

First things, first. Harriet. Sorry Sparks, but there's a lotta catchin' up we need to do. You comin' with?

[It was hard to argue with that.]

I-- Uh, yeah, I guess. I was gonna stop at the station. Maybe. I'm not gonna be in there, am I?

Who knows? I don't know what your work schedule's like, but you do love that Marshal Station more than anythin' else.

[Except Ginny, but Sparks doesn't know about her, so his first and only love is his job.]

Grab hold of my hand, Ramza. We're goin' home!

W-what? [Ramza is looking forward to meeting Barkeep's wife, but he does not imagine he should be there for their tearful reunion after spending a year apart. But Barkeep knows better than he, so he reluctantly holds out a hand for Barkeep.]

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Yeah! She ain't gonna completely believe me unless I got someone from another universe to prove it.

[And Ramza deserves to meet Harriet. The Barkeep thinks she'd love him.

He grabs hold of his hand and without a warning, the two are enveloped in a bright flash. An instant later, they're in the middle of a street and facing a single-store metal building. Pedestrians both human and robot pause, but seeing that it's only their mayor using his weird powers again, they return to their work.]

Stand back. I'll get it.

[Not much time must have passed if the townspeople show a normal reaction. Time passes differently during universe hops, so it might as well only be a few days since he disappeared from this planet. In that case, Harriet might have come home by now. He presses the buzzer and clasps his hands behind his back. He feels like sweating. It's been over a year since he last spoke to her. This is more than a husband returning to his wife; it's like waiting for his first date with her.]

[Ramza is completely bewildered and not a little disoriented by their sudden appearance elsewhere. He is not even sure what Barkeep is 'getting'. Doorbell technology is not available where he is from.]

You think she will see me and believe you? Am I so different from the people of your...Mars?

[He wonders what Barkeep's wife is like. All he knows is that she is like but unlike the Evil Empress in the play, and that Barkeep has missed her dearly.]

Well, the outfit's definitely not from around here. Won't be the first time we got visitors from another dimension.

[Five more excruciating seconds pass, and the apparent silence does not bode well. Is Harriet working today? Is she out searching for her missing husband? Why didn't he check the date before running over here?

Thankfully, the metal door slides open. A woman identical to the actress playing the Evil Empress stands before the two of them. Her clothes are different, but every little detail on her face is the same. The look of surprise on her face isn't one of a woman who hasn't seen her husband in months.]

Mordecai? Weren't you workin' today? [Her head turns towards Ramza.] And who is this?

[Ramza gives the Empress...er, Barkeep's wife...a low, formal bow. He wants to make a good impression.]

I am Ramza Beoulve, formerly of Ivalice. I am a...what did you call it?...a visitor from another dimension.

[The woman's eyes widen. It's difficult to be upset at such a young face, and none of this is his fault. She directs her glare at the Barkeep.]

Mordecai, have you been foolin' around with that Force Galactic of yours again? I told you that you're gonna get a Monkey's Paw scenario if you keep doin' this!

[He waves his hands defensively.] Look, I know it looks bad, but it ain' my fault, honest! Somethin' else got our dimensions all messed up, and I thought invitin' him over would be the nicest thing to do!

Really?

[Ramza gives Barkeep his best deer in the headlights look. Did he say something wrong? Why is the Empress so upset?]

'Tis not Barkeep's fault. We were both brought to the same world. His mage powers had nothing to do with it. I am sorry. I will not be any trouble, I promise.

What year are you from, child?

[Judging from the way Ramza talks, he was transported from the Middle Ages. No wonder he's all confused.]

The Year of our Lord Ajora 1183, though in the old Valendian Calendar's reckoning, I believe it would be the year 2003. Ivalicean scholars no longer use that system, though. It fell quite out of fashion with the rise of the church.

[He doubts it will make any sense to her no matter how clearly he explains the Ivalician system, but he still feels he should be as clear as possible.]

[Judging from the look on her face, those numbers don't mean anything to Harriet. She sighs and ushers the two in.]

Come in. Take off your shoes, house rules.

[Ramza does not understand why one would want to take off their shoes when one never knew what emergency could arise and need attending, but he can follow orders. He strips off his boots and walks into the house in sock feet.]

I do not mean to intrude. Thank you for allowing me into your home.

[He looks to Barkeep to make sure he is not doing anything wrong. Why did Barkeep trust him with this meeting?]

[The Barkeep's expression is unchanging, but he doesn't show any sign of disapproval. He steps inside, supports himself on the wall as he leans on one foot, and uses two fingers to pull off his shoe.

The inside of the house is immaculate. Whoever is in charge of housekeeping (it's Barkeep) must take pride in making their house as clean as an advertisement from the 50's.]

Looks like I wasn't gone long. [There's no layer of dust that forms after a week, unless Harriet did some work while alone.] Don't worry, she ain't mad at you.

[Ramza nods at Barkeep, but he's not entirely convinced. He looks around the house. It is strange to him, but obviously well-kept.]

Yes, it certainly does not seem like you have been absent for more than a year. Time must pass differently on Crystallis. I wonder if it is still going by so fast in our absence...

[What if the Calamity triumphed before they returned? Why would Palitutu send them here, unless she intended to get them out of the way so she could enact her own plan?]

[Palitutu must be tempting him with a return to his old life. Living with his wife, running the town...it's preferable to the mess that is the Hero life.]

Time travel, is what it is. We got back with the same wormhole Kalki made to take me in the first. place.

Mordecai, can you come here a minute? [Harriet leans out of the kitchen door and smiles at Ramza.] You make yourself comfy, you hear? We're gonna get somethin' for you to eat real soon.

[A glare at her husband. Get over here. We need to talk.]

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[Ramza sits, because if Lady Barkeep is anything like her husband, she will take her hospitality very seriously. He does not protest that she is treating him the way trainers approach a skittish chocobo.]

Please do not go to any trouble. [Please go to the trouble. He hopes she is as good a cook as Barkeep, because it has been a trying day and he could use a hearty meal.]

[Unfortunately for Ramza, Harriet's adult life was too busy and stressful for her to practice her cooking skills, so all she has to offer is tea and some space snacks. While the water boils, she drags her husband away from the doorway and shouts as well as one can while whispering.

The hushed argument continues from the kitchen for a few minutes, interrupted only the the kettle. After another minute, Mordecai returns carrying a tray of three tea cups with Harriet and the plate of cakes. Neither are smiling, but they are calm.]

Sorry for the wait. This one's cheesecake, this one's banana nut. [She points to the two types of sliced sweets on the plate.]

[Ramza has no idea what either of those flavors really are, so he tries the 'cheesecake'. Cheese is good, and cake is good, so it will likely be just fine. And the tea is certainly welcome.]

You are most kind. I thank you for your hospitality.

[He is unsure what to say next. In the other worlds they have been to, there have been...disturbances.]

Have you noticed any strange happenings of late....other than my arrival, I suppose.

Oh, what hasn't been happenin' is the real question. You got these hooligans travelin' the streets 'bout to cause trouble if you look at 'em funny. Ain't like defraggin' spaceships out in space while under the threat of a radioactive heatwave.

[Harriet waves her hand behind her as if to dismiss those concerns. Work is difficult enough, and trouble is the last thing she wants when on leave, even if it's nearly impossible when she lives on Mars.]

Oh, but that might not make much sense to you, sorry. [She smiles, showing pearly white teeth.] Thing is, there's always trouble going' on in this town, much as the Marshal works hard to stop it.

[Yes, Ramza does not know what Harriet's concerns mean, precisely, but they do sound very trying.]

The Marshal? You mean Sparks Nevada? You have not noticed his absence...

[Poor Sparks Nevada. Trouble followed him wherever he went, it seemed.]

[Harriet raises an eyebrow. She's usually not on Mars, which means she's not around enough to pay attention to the Marshal. If he came over as a guest, then sure, she'd realize if he wasn't around recently.

Fortunately, Mordecai is here to clear things up before they become a mess.]

H-he's been out a while. Seein' that Ramza's been transported to this here time and place, Nevada's got his work cut out for him. [Grin.] Listen, Harriet. There's a whole mess goin' on here, and it's a long story. Starts with me gettin' taken to another universe.

[He leans on his knees, eyes focused on his wife.] First things first, how long was I gone?

Couple hours. Why?

Its been over a year from my point of view.

Amazing! [Ramza is wide eyed, still in awe of the workings of the strange time magic that allows them to spend a year in Crystallis in no more than a few candlemarks.]

He has missed you greatly, madame. You have never been far from his thoughts.

[Barkeep has always been a kind ~~Bar Dad~~ roommate, and Ramza wants to make sure his lady knows that he loves her truly and is a man of utmost honor and loyalty.]

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