melodiesoflife | Melodies Of Life || Change those flowing tears into shining courage, life goes on

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Melodies Of Life || Change those flowing tears into shining courage, life goes on

Characters: Anyone who's been in the game
Where: Aqures Ixen
When: August 3rd
Summary: A story is over, many others are about to begin. Friends may reunite and rejoice together, friends may part and say farewell to each over forever. But even if you should leave your friends behind, your voice shall never forget their melodies.

Following the battle against Kalki, the sacrifice of old friends and the second destruction of Aqures Tosf, Palitutu cast all Heroes of Light into the Rift, each of them finding themselves in an all too familiar void. And yet... Soon the void vanished, as it had once before. This time it was all too clear none of this had been a dream. Upon coming to their senses, the Heroes of Light will find themselves on the outskirts of Aqures Ixen. Music and laughter can be heard coming from the city.

Is there a celebration in the city? Shouldn't it be filled with corrupted Heroes of Light and on the brink of destruction? Before they can do anything about these questions, the Heroes of Light are submerged by a wave of fluffy white balls of fur and fluff- the Moogles who helped them for all these years and are now overjoyed to see they are safe and sound. As they once did before, the Moogles will answer all of their questions, but also drag them into the city. A celebration is indeed taking place and why, it appears they are the reason the celebration is happening. The music is joyous, the people are happy and all appears to be for the best.

Upon reaching the third district, they will see familiar faces. Cid, Wedge, Biggs, Parajapati, Mograma, O'aka and many other friends they made along the way. They will all clap for them before congratulating them and taking part in the festivities. There are more familiar faces, however. Where once stood the Crystal of Fire is now a statue depicting four Heroes of Light: Sephiroth, Minato, Tears and Sayaka, all four of them brandishing their crystal and weapons in a heroic posture.

Whilst many might be sad and mourn them, perhaps this is also an occasion to celebrate what they were in life and carry the memory of their deeds into your own life. Melodies of life, come circle round and grow deep in our hearts, as long as we remember.

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[Hildibrand Manderville was not a man who dwelt on the logistics of a moment, only that heroism and the Manderville way had triumphed in the end. As he prepared to leave with his constant companion Nashu, he sniffed the air.]

What's this? The scent of a case, wafting in from a world beyond? My senses tingle me, it smells like... gunpowder?

[Looking down, Nashu blinked for a moment as a pile of lit bombs were beneath him. His face contoured into a comical expression as he was summarily launched through the portal in a massive explosion.]

OI! INSPECTOR, wait for meeeee!

Eorzea: The Wall

Hildibrand Manderville was none too surprised at the stonewalling that the Flame General was producing for them. A literal wall, some were even calling it Raubahn Savage for some unknown joke. He tapped his foot as he and Nashu stood patiently in queue, as the Flame General stood there, arm folded in waiting as person after person stepped forward.

He yawned deeply, stretching out. "Truly this is quite the queue, my dear companion. And yet, I feel slightly less agitated than the Eorzeans behind me."

Looking behind them, a literal malms long queue stretched out behind him, Nashu, and the entirety of the Adventurer Populace. Hildibrand could even see a few familiar faces in the queue.

"It's not all that bad inspector," replied Nashu cheerfully. "Look at the queue for Pipin Extreme!"

That queue, mind you, stretched PAST their line well back into the Ordens.

(ooc: replies can come from Hildi or Nashu)

Edited 2017-07-11 16:30 (UTC)

OF all the faces she expected to see, these two were not among them. Alisaie's eyes widen slightly, doing her best to keep her jaw from contacting the earth beneath her feet. The Line was bad enough, but the ones who finally made it in front of the line, however...

Great, googley moogley. It's all gone to shite.

"I-Inspector Manderville, surely you have a case to solve, correct?"Please tell her you do, lest the fourth wall shatter into tiny little bits as Raubahn glanced down at her with a questioning look.

"Ah, Alisaie! My good fellow Hero, it is good to see you once more!" Exclaimed Hildibrand, holding up a hand in greeting.

"Cor, it's been a while isn't it?" said Nashu with a perky grin. "Me and the Inspector do have a case, but the good sir Flame General hasn't let us pass yet."

"Verily, so we stood in the queue for the last three days!" Added Hildibrand. "Even my own father is several hours behind us. There is a case which is on the air, and my newfound heroics will undoubtedly be of some use to everyone here!"

POSE. POSE. MANDERVILLE TEETH GLINT.

It's fortunate for Hildibrand that yes, she recalls the term far too well. Has done much to keep it silent, despite still holding onto that small tome with all the names and sketches she had of each and every one they had journeyed with. Even these two. Which meant that Raubahn raised what she assumed was an eyebrow.

"Hero? Mistress Leveilleur, what is he speaking of?"

Alisaie let out an exacerbated sigh, waving it off. "Naught that concerns the current mission. Pray, pardon us a moment?"

He gruffly nodded, but watched after her and her two strange companions - should they take the hint that they follow her.

"Gods, it's been ages. Though no doubt it was shorter to you in comparison," she stated, making small talk. "You do realize this is a war zone, correct? Not that I doubt your stamina for taking blows, of course."

Hildibrand and Nashu followed, Nashu humming a song from another world as they stepped towards a secluded area of the building. "Do not be too worried about my power of combat, Miss Alisaie!" Exclaimed Hildibrand jovially as he held up a finely crafted sword. "Though the Hildibrand's be goldsmiths and culinarian by trade, we are also finely attuned to the martial prowess set before us. My father is a supremely talented fighter, as with my mother."

"And the Inspector wouldn't be the same without me," replied Nashu. "Already we went and found the Adventurer AND Mogleo! With four of us in a party, it shouldn't be too bad, since the good Manderville family is on the case."

"Also, my father has gifted me with a good blade, similar to what I wielded previous." said Hildibrand, patting the sword on his side. "Though it isn't a weapon I prefer, using my wits rather than brawn, I spent the last few months before the war effort preparing for this moment when my services as a Hero is needed, as with Nashu who has crafted endless bombs."

The boisterous clamoring of the adventurers filled the air, and so focused they were on getting past Raubahn that the hooded Elezen managed to escape notice. After all, there were new lands to explore and new threats ahead. Nidhogg was replaced with the threat of Shinryu and that concern was valid.

Still, there was a sad smile on Ysayle's face as she watched the diminutive miqo'te dragoon try to make her way past the crush before giving up for the night. Even the time magic she elected to take with her back from Crystallis seemed unable to best the odd energies of troubles blocking the roads. Tales of a beast named D'dos and an attack referred to as "Ninety K" was laying them low. But this would soon too become a memory. Just like the version of herself this world knew had.

Edited 2017-07-13 22:35 (UTC)

There was another Eorzean out there, watching the queue from afar when he noticed the line jumper. Not that Meteor had any intention of getting into the line. Even with Warrior of Light privileges, his resemblance to the Warrior of Darkness from another star often made things uncomfortable.

Dressed as a monk now, and sporting fresh bruises from a bout with Lyse, he wandered his chocobo over to the hooded person and dismounted, the fat chocobo deciding to peck at his vegetable. "Pleasant day," he called out. "Ere the coming storm of war."

For Ysayle, it was clear enough that this was no longer her story. Or at least not her part in it. She was perhaps not content to stand back and watch as the others all ran about, but she didn't want to distract them from their current purpose. Ishgard's couldn't be the only troubles she threw into the Warrior of Light's lap.

Glancing over at the Other Warrior though she nodded, pulling back her hood a bit to allow him to see her face.

"There's always a calm betwixt them. People deserve to enjoy the Spring and Summer between Winter and Fall."

"Indeed." Ysayle's appearance was a welcome one, considering all the familiar faces in the last few months. For the most part, Eorzea seemed on the brink of retaking their lands, and he seemed to be helping in his own want, one of the nameless faces.

"It's strange, isn't it? A good deed here, a quest there, and people never realize just how I've re-entered society with naught a word or peep."

"Perhaps so, but yours is one that better fades into the crowd." She'd heard a few smatterings about the Warrior of Darkness, but there was so little in consistent detail about it that most of the people of Eorzea seemed content enough not knowing. Really it was likely just the Scions who knew about it.

"I'm unsure if I'd be able to do the same. Mine own face is one with a lot more ireful memory attached to it." She clutched at her cloak, a rush of sadness of a potentially lonely life overcoming her. But that wasn't anything new for her, right?

"True. I must admit, the fact that I have such an indistinguishable guise is one that is common. Nay, the Warrior of Light, the new one, will have to content on their own merit." said Meteor.

"Then perhaps, we can travel together. I smell adventure coming from malms away, in Azim Steppe. Perhaps there we can find something to do."

Ysayle smiled softly, tugging at her hood again to make sure it was in place. "Perhaps so. But hopefully nothing that calls on us to use Mother's gifts." She looked at her hand and frowned as a snowflake, or perhaps a wisp of aether twirled around it before flying off.

"I'm unsure if I care to call on this power again. Beyond the dangers and the attention it can call, its not a name I know if I deserve to use any longer."

"Well... consider yourself part of the ranks," said Meteor as several other men and women waved to them from afar. For a moment, it might have looked like the Warriors of Darkness come to step upon the soil of Hydaelyn once more, but it was the forgotten warriors.

Meteor smiled as he held out his hand. "Why don't we fade into history together, and make our new stories?"

The lalafell waved happily, the roegadyn nodded. The elezen woman thumbs upped and the miqo'te woman tipped her hat up with a grin.

"Let's leave this story in the capable hands of the Warrior."

It's… definitely strange, and K'pandolu's happy enough to leave them to it, for now. Particularly if it offers talking to a familiar face (more or less) instead. She settles nearby, tail flicking, and offers a quick smile. "With us once more?"

Ysayle smiled at the Miqo'te, her face mostly hidden but she stood so that at least this one was privy to her secret.

"As much as it seems. I dare not reenter the stage, but I can do what I can to help." Her gaze lingered on K'pandolu for a moment. She didn't look much at all like Anniastae but they had the same fire in their eyes. Ysayle sighed and shook her head, "I'm glad you were able to save that other world. I cannot help but wish I could have done more than be merely sealed away for so much time."

She didn't feel particularly attached to Crystallis but she still lamented being little more than an ornament. To say nothing of the time she found herself completely taken by the Calamity as a Warrior of Darkness. The memory was vague, but it was there like a lingering shadow.

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Melodies Of Life || Change those flowing tears into shining courage, life goes on

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DID SOMEONE SAY... THE WALL? BECAUSE GUESS WHO IS STANDING BESIDE THE FLAME GENERAL THERE

YES GOOD

someone give her a reason to throw her brother under the bus plz

Under the bus, under the bus!

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