Event || Revelations

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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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[zodiac_brave]

[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.

[forcegalactic]

[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?

[zodiac_brave]

[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.

[forcegalactic]

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.]

[zodiac_brave]

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.]

[forcegalactic]

[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.

[zodiac_brave]

[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?]

[forcegalactic]

[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.

[zodiac_brave]

[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?]

[forcegalactic]

[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.]

[zodiac_brave]

[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.]

[forcegalactic]

[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.]

[zodiac_brave]

[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.

[forcegalactic]

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.

[zodiac_brave]

[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.]

[forcegalactic]

[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.

[zodiac_brave]

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.]

[forcegalactic]

[Harriet's eyes widen with the news, unsure whether to believe that he was gone for a year. Ramza's presence does make it more believable, and he addresses the young man.]

He's been livin' with you for a year? Why couldn't he come back? Don't tell me he got himself involved in your troubles, didn't he? [She glares at her husband.] What did I say about usin' the Force Galactic to alter history?

[Mordecai sighs.] Harriet, it ain't of my own choosin'. And I wasn't on Earth or Ramzas universe. We were all taken to this one planet called Crystallis which has its own problems, and those problems took away my Force Galactic, and now one of the causes of those problems is runnin' around the multiverse, causin' who knows how much trouble!

[zodiac_brave]

[Ramza nods in agreement.] Crystallis is fraught with troubles, and many with great power in their home worlds lose them when they arrive. I assure you that Uncle Mordecai has helped prevent much woe that would have elsewise been.

[forcegalactic]

[Harriet raises her brows at "Uncle Mordecai." She mouths that name to her husband in surprised amusement, then returns to Ramza grinning.]

Really? And what did he do?

[zodiac_brave]

[Ramza does not notice the exchange between husband and wife.]

He led an expedition into the sewers that uncovered a secret laboratory, and he runs the Space Saloon that offers respite for the Heroes of Light, and he has learned white magic to aid in fights and keep anyone from falling in battle. I assure you that he has not needed...galactical forces to be of great benefit to our number.

[forcegalactic]

L-look, it's one o' those magical fantasy lands. Magic's real there. It's like what you'd see in video games, only real.

[Crystallis is a tabletop game, he thought to himself when he woke up in Trano Golsaucia over a year ago.]

But yeah. I've been busy the past year. Or minutes in your perspective. Kinda adds more to my resume, don't it?

[Harriet closes her eyes. If this universe weren't as strange as it already was, she would have a difficult time believing such a place could exists. She's heard of stranger.]

Sounds like you've been busy. You almost done with all that questin' business? I want my husband back home sooner than later.

[zodiac_brave]

[It is a sad thing, to see a husband and wife being pulled away by one another for the sake of a war. Having witnessed such things in his homeworld does not make it any less terrible.]

Conscription into the Heroes of Light is not...voluntary. The conflict must soon come to some end, whether the one we want or no, but I think we must be there until it finishes.

[At least, that's the idea Ramza has gotten. Perhaps Barkeep will stay here and not return to Crystallis, though.]

[forcegalactic]

[Harriet's smile falters, though the lack of disappointment in her eyes indicate that she doesn't believe her Mordecai has no voice on the matter.]

My husband's not just a business man, young man, he's also the mayor. Mordecai's a busy guy! All this world savin' is gonna stress him out so hard, he won't be able to sign anythin'!

Now Harriet--[She's getting angry, and Ramza's not the target she's looking for.]

Listen. You go get me whoever's taken you away, and we're gonna have to figure out some sort of compromise. We can send 'em guns, debuggin' consoles, anythin' with advanced tech as a replacement. Sound good?

[zodiac_brave]

[Well, Ramza is certainly seeing the Empress in Harriet now.]

I suppose...if the power of the Crystal brought us here...there must be some connection back to Crystallis. Perhaps we could get a message through?

[It's hopelessly optimistic, but that is Ramza's modus operandi. If there is a way to help Barkeep stay here with his wife, if that bargain can be made, he is willing to try.]