melodiesoflife | Event || Window of Opportunity

Event || Window of Opportunity

Characters: All Heroes of Light.
Where: Aqures Ixen - Everywhere
When: September 25th - From 12:30 to 22:30.
Summary: Heroes of Light will relive the same ten hours over and over again until they find a solution. This may be a blow to what's left of their sanity, but that's also a window of opportunity! The OOC Post is here for more information! It's not too late to sign-up, anyone can still jump right into the event! However, your vote for the total number of loops will not be taken into account any more.

Speaking of which-- Votes are in and this time displacement madness will be solved after 191 loops. Practically speaking, this means characters going through every single loop will live 2 months, 2 weeks, 3 days and 14 hours in the span of half a day. Hopefully they won't mind the food for the day, the clothes they're wearing or what they were doing when the loop started, because that's what they'll be stuck with until the end. There are some events described below, but there will be no NPC replies. Feel free to partake in these events and of course, make your own!

Warning: Too many time loops may be bad for your mental health.

The Flence Salesman
— All Day Long —
There is a salesman from Flence in the city, and he is going for every person he sees in the streets. Adults, children or elders, humans or tarutarus, it doesn't matter to him so long as he can make money! He will try to sell to the characters specialties from Flence and some crystals at absolutely awful prices, but he's open to negotiations and beyond that, he's extremely persistent. Normally, nobody would care about this, but given the salesman isn't be aware of the loop, he'll keep doing the same things over and over again... Hopefully he won't see your characters, otherwise he might just bother them for every single loop.

Moogle Demonstration for the Future of Mognet
— 12:30 => 16:00 —
For a surprise one-day long strike, the Moogles are demonstrating! There are roughly 800 Moogles together (250 according to the government, 5000 according to the striking Moogles) in the demonstration, all singing slogans and some even holding placards with "More Gil and Less Work" or "Give us Kupo Nuts" signs.

They started at 10:00 and left from the 09th District, but they will go throughout every district and explain what their protest is about. They'll finish at 16:00 and will be back to the 09th District to eat Kupo Nuts and drink Chocobo Milk together.

Biggs' Grand Return
— 14:00 => 22:30 —
After a month spent in the hospital, Biggs is finally back! He leave the Hospital at 14:00 and head straight for the Castle of Aqures Ixen. Noticeably he still has a broken and bandaged arm, but he'll pretend to be totally fine and for that matter, he will be as rude and as unfriendly as ever. He will spend most of the day in the Castle, but will go in Palitutu's Lab by 19:00 to meet with Cid. Among other things, he will side-eye everyone and will accidentally splash Cid's coffee on a Hero of Light working there (or on a Moogle, should the Hero have the good sense to avoid Biggs next loop).

Renovation of the Blitzball Stadium
— 15:30 => 20:00 —
The repairs are going steadily and today, a special dome from Trano Golsaucia is being transported and placed on the Blitzball Stadium, brand new and much more modern than what Aqures Ixen used to have! On the downside however, the airship bringing the dome and the work being done on the stadium are all very, very noisy. So noisy that everyone in a two-district radius will be bothered by it.

Under normal circumstances it would have been only for a short time and easilly bearable, but here it will happen for every single loop.

Have You Heard of the Heroes of Light?
— All Day Long —
Throughout the day, a few people are going to go and knock on every doors in the city, to talk about a most fascinating topic: the Heroes of Light! They will speak about how it is said the Heroes of Light are in Crystallis and how they managed to defeat the empire without difficulties back during the attack! Then they will go on and ask for a contribution (hear: money) to help the Heroes of Light in their cause. Of course, these people are dishonest and the money will go into their own pockets, as they don't believe in the Heroes of Light to begin with.

And of course, they'll go knock on doors during every single loop!

The Accident
— 22:29 => 22:30 —
The one minute that started it all. Who is the imbecile who committed the mistake on Palitutu's computer? Is this a Moogle or a Hero of Light, maybe Cid or Biggs? Whoever it is, after the first time, at 22:29 the program will start again on its own and will activate the loop right at 22:30, sending everything back to 12:30. The characters may try to run more programs to block the computer, cut the energy source or even bomb the building if they so wish...

But these archaic and barbaric solutions won't prevent the next loop from happening. Only hard work and scientific solutions shall prevail!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

A Normal day: Flower shop

Terra was blissfully unaware of what’s happening all over the city. She started the morning like every other, waking up early and making breakfast.

She then left to collect flowers just outside of town. With an arm full of colorful buds she walked towards her shop to open and start the day. Tempest would already be there setting things up and selling flowers to anyone who’s there right after first light. After she arrived at her shop she sets her flowers in place and continues her usual day.

Just like any other.

Fai thought today he might as well do some nice gesture, so to the flower shop he will go. As soon as he entered he started to look around, having no idea what would be the best flower to buy.

"Can I help you?"

Terra stepped into the main shop from the back. There was a kitten at her ankle and a shy smile spread across her lips. Her voice was soft but it fit with the feeling of the flowers and the sweet scents that filled the shop.

He turned his head giving a soft smile. He was somewhat glad that he could get help and maybe some understanding over this. "Ah, yes. I'm looking for flowers one would give to a girlfriend? Are there certain types that couples tend to give?"

"It depends what you would like to say."

Terra walked over to the stemmed flowers and began to piont out a few. With each one she mumbled a little fact about them. From true love, to innocent love, to pure romantic love as well as a dozen others.

"For-get-me-nots." She pointed to a light purple flower. "Stands for love in the language of flowers." Just love, nothing more and nothing less. Without the need to identify it as more than that singular feeling.

"Though I believe couples often give roses." At least from what Terra has seen.

Fai listened to each and every fact because he always did pay attention when he knew it could help him later on. But as she finished he looked at each of the flowers quietly, he wasn't sure what kind of love it was as he was still somewhat learning about his own feelings, but he didn't want to do something as simple as roses. Perhaps maybe mixing it up slightly.

"What other flowers would go with roses. I ask simply because I don't just want to give her those like others."

"All sorts of things. I usually pick a color and then build around them." She gestured towards where her stem flowers were on display. She had it set up so that they could be mixed and matched at the will of the customer.

"Gypsophila or baby's breath are small pretty flowers. If you want contrast I have blue Iris's which stand for the power to believe in ones self. Then there are daisy's and daffodils."

Terra hoped she was helping.

She was being helpful at least as he smiled, looking at the flowers before speaking up again. "Gypsophila's look beautiful, I guess I'll go with them." That seemed like a decent enough idea to say the least, but he knew he wasn't perfect at flowers.

Terra nodded and then gathered the flowers together. Without a word she stepped up to the counter and began to wrap them into a bouquet with a red ribbon tying them off. He hadn’t asked for it but she assumed that he’d want them to look nice if they were for someone special.

“That will be 500 gil.”

She placed the flowers on the counter before looking up towards Fai.

Fai already had the pouch open as he was looking through it to be able to find the exact amount he needed before placing it on the counter. "There we go." He wondered if this place does tips as a thing as well like he does at his cafe.

"If it okay to ask if your shop does tips for good service?"

Terra has never been asked that question. She looks around as if the answer might before found elsewhere before her gaze lands back at Fai.

"Um... I suppose so."

"Okay." He makes sure to add a decent little 250 gil tip at least so that he could show he liked the service. Although he probably knew really that it was something more cafes and restaurants did, but he felt like others should benefit from it as well.

"Thank you."

She did appreciate the thought and with a nod of her head and a shy smile bid him farewell.

As had been somewhat routine for Sephiroth during the time he's been helping with the restoration efforts in the City, as soon as he finished up for the day it would be about an hour before Terra might think to close up shop for the day. It didn't ever hurt to have a second set of eyes there at the end of the day, and to triple check to make sure that any takings were accounted for correctly. Sephiroth always has had a strong sense of numbers.

Not to mention that it was always nice to be around Terra at the end of a hard days graft. Calmed him down just enough, as infuriating it had been to have Barkeep watching him like a hawk all day, before they'd head home together. Then later he'd be able to go into his workout with a clear head.

The small bell on the door as it opened was just a soft enough twinkle of a sound as to perfectly announce his arrival. Naturally, he would wait in case Terra were serving a customer first before approaching the counter.

Usually Tempest handled the til for the day and so Terra's presence was focused towards the back of the shop, settling the kittens down for the night, when Sephiroth walked in. The familiar bell made her smile and with the last kitten tucked in for the night she walked towards the front of the store where Sephiroth waited.

There weren't anymore customers for the day and as if cued by Sephiroth's entrance Tempest fluttered over to change the open sign to closed.

"Good evening."

Terra had stepped into the front of the store, her skirt and shirt spotted with kitten fur and dirt. Thin fingers carefully glided over the material to clean it but she couldn't get all of it

Although he'd wait for Tempest to flutter passed him beforehand, it always brought a small smile to his face how his arrival at the shop always seemed to signal some end of the day and it seemed the moogle had gotten used to closing up whenever he arrived. Some days it might be a little earlier, others a little later depending on the mundane things that might happen during the day for him.

Sephiroth nodded at Terra as she bid him good evening from a short distance away from where the shop extended into the back, looking over her almost casually as she tried to brush down her dress. Sharp as ever he couldn't miss the stains that had to be the dirt from tending to flowers all day. He wondered sometimes why she wore the clothing that she did to work. Even he himself were wearing an older pair of loose fitting combats and a plain grey t-shirt that he didn't mind to get dirty in; considering most of his days were spent on one building site or another, recently.

The high tail he kept his hair up in had started to let loose a few strands through, given as he'd wore it like that all day. First thing was first when they got home; cleaning up.

"And to you, Terra. How have things been?"

Tempest found it easier to mark the end of the day with Sephiroth’s arrival. She tried to let Terra walk home with her housemate while finishing up at the shop. None of the customers seemed to mind and Tempest found it sweet how he would stop by each afternoon. The little moogle nodded at the pair before fluttering back towards the desk.

”I’ll finish up for the day if you two want to head out, kupo; as long as the kittens are set.” One thing Tempest didn’t like to do was tuck the kittens in for the night, her pompom was not a toy and she didn’t much care for how they didn’t listen to her.

Terra smiled at her moogle. “Yes, they are tucked in.” The Esper girl was used to wearing dresses over anything else and so even in her shop she choose to wear skirts or dresses over pants and shorts. More often than not she’d walk around the shop barefoot but today she had a pair of soft brown ankle boots that Tempest insist she wear.

Her bright blue gaze looked over at Sephiroth. “It was an amazing day.” Her smile brightens. “The Jade Vine finally began to bud.” It was a very rare flower and it had taken a lot of pampering to grow. “And one of the heroes stopped in to pick up some flowers.” She didn’t get other heroes stopping by all that often. Lately it was those wishing for flowers to honor their family members or those who’ve fallen in the fight.

Terra finished brushing off her skirt and began walking towards the front door. “How have you been?”

As if to say 'all very well then, lets go' in reply to Tempest, Sephiroth followed with a short nod of appreciation to the moogle as Terra checked in about the kittens. To this day he still wasn't sure how he felt about how she cared for the small animals almost as if they were children and completely incapable of looking after themselves. It was just one of those things though, that he found precious about the girl he had dedicated himself to protect.

Her blue eyes gleamed like something out of all comprehension when she smiled like that and he smiled in return as she described some of the events of her day. Though about the least-knowledgeable regarding plants as anyone could be, he did appreciate the vine flower that Terra had been almost trying to will into blooming as if she might be able to do so just through thinking at it. It felt good that she were finally getting to see the fruits of her labor.

Getting the door for Terra, he followed her out onto the street before answering her question.

"It's been...a little difficult for me today." Sephiroth wanted to be honest, considering what he suspected about what Barkeep and a few others had to know about him now, but at the same time he was very practiced at allowing Terra to wash away his problems with just her company as a means. "Work was quite...long. And a little tedious."

It was the menial things that Terra found she enjoyed talking about, small things that she hadn’t really experienced before. She never asked Sephiroth about his past but she’d get excited hearing about his day. Of course at times she request that he call on memories of his run or outing to tell her about the path or the construction or who he might have passed on the street. It was strange what she delighted in hearing about but it always brought a small to her face.

“Difficult?”

Terra knew that Sephiroth took great pride in his work, whatever he did; he did to its fullest. It was something that she admired about him and often tried to mirror in her own work. Hearing that it was tedious most likely meant that there had been something on his mind. She can’t claim to know very much but she hoped to at least offer some comfort.

“Anything I can help with?”

Whether Sephiroth himself realized it or not, that's exactly what set Terra aside from so many others. In too many other conversations, the heavy weight of his future and details about his past hung around like a dark cloud ready to burst open with rain. Since his file had been open to whomever might have been nosy enough to have a look, it had only gotten worse. Forever he had in the back of his mind what the other person might have read, and what they thought of him as a result. So much for being such a legendary Hero.

Clearly, Barkeep had to have been one of them. Either that, or someone else had to have enlightened him with regard to the darker nature that would eventually rise to consume the man that he was in the here and now. The tension, in the Saloon while he'd been working was thick enough to choke on.

Terra hadn't any of that added baggage and just being in her company always helped to take said weight off of his mind.

"I'm not sure how you could help. It's just something else I'm going to have to learn to adjust to."

He continued walking, just alongside Terra, quite aware to the fact that he could walk a great deal faster without much effort and he did want to walk with her as opposed to just leading her home. Sephiroth kept his eyes on the street before him, to try and keep the topic as closed as possible by not meeting with her gaze.

He knew for a fact that if he did, she had the power to see right through his attempt at being strong. Sephiroth needed to keep his emotions in check, despite how he felt recently like a candle struggling to stay lit in a storm; he couldn't allow Terra to see this weakness. He had to be strong, for himself and for her.

She wasn’t really comfortable with his response and she had no context to determine what he might mean. Terra didn’t know everything about Sephiroth’s past. She knew a little, she knew enough to know that, like her, he grew up around doctors. She knew that he thought he was a calamity to his own world but she didn’t think to connect that to how he was feeling now. Most of what she was privy to was vague and it was only because of the memory she had stumbled into.

She tried to keep her expression calm but her confusion and worry would still be noticeable to Sephiroth’s trained eye. Her brows furrowed slightly, her lips forming a thin line before she forced herself to smile. She pushed the thought away determined to be strong.

If he needed time to himself then she would give him that, except it hurt and she didn’t understand why. She couldn’t help him and while her presence might sooth the hero she had no knowledge of that. She felt useless and accompanied with that feeling was a sharp pain in her chest.

“I’m sorry; perhaps I can at least take your mind from it?”

Sephiroth was always protecting her and even if it was something simple, like an attempt at making dinner or allowing him to retreat to his room when they return home, she’d be able to help.

Even though Sephiroth was putting an unreasonable amount of effort into not looking side-ways at Terra's face for fear of what it might do to him, he could still tell -somehow- that his answer hadn't been nearly enough convincing. But of course Terra had no context to go on, because he hadn't given her anything to tie it together with.

It burned a hole inside of him with the desire to just shout out, to practically flay himself open in front of Terra and will for her to somehow comprehend but he knew that wasn't an option either. She didn't need to shoulder his burdens as well, not when she had enough of her own and needed protecting from harm; besides, what would she even think of him afterwards. A monster like the man he was to become had no business in trying to protect anybody. So it was with a tightened jaw that he strained a reply to her as they continued to walk home.

"It's not your fault, and neither is it mine. We should just try to ignore it."

There was a pause in which Sephiroth tried to swallow the knot high in his throat that felt like it might get large enough for him to choke on.

"Please. Tell me more about your day."

Trying to ignore it didn't really seem like a solution. Terra was practiced at ignoring things instead of facing them and she found that it only made it harder in the end. Though, per his request, she did as he asked; walking next to him while remaining silent. Her eyes glanced up towards the sky recounting the events of the day. She had told him the big things but she didn't mind going through her day step by step. When she felt sad it was something that she often did to cheer up.

"Let's see."

Her smile falters though she tried to play it off as if she was thinking back to her day.

"After breakfast, when I went out to pick flowers. I saw a wild chocobo. It was light blue, I haven't seen that color before but it disappeared so I think I might have imagined it. I found mostly daisy's. They are the only one's to withstand the fall chill. Pretty soon I won't be able to go out in the morning." Terra didn't talk all that often but around Sephiroth she found that it was easy.

"Tempest has been trying to figure out when my birthday is. She kept asking questions today." Though Terra could answer none of them.

It never failed. Just hearing more about Terra's day, and all the ultimately mundane things that made it up, always helped Sephiroth to better swallow the parasitic thoughts and concerns that he had bottled up inside, to box them away somewhere in the back of his mind. No matter how cluttered said back of his mind was starting to weigh on his soul.

Having finally found some strength with which to look back to her, or at least half way, he pulled his mouth up into an encouraging smile as Terra's seemed to nearly falter and that seemed to have the effect that he intended; all those details that he didn't necessarily need to hear about came flooding from her and as she carried on some of the visible tension in Sephiroth's frame seemed to melt away.

Never mind that it was hiding the bigger things with smaller, insignificant ones, it was a salve that helped him to cope and carry on from one day to the next. Thinking about it, he couldn't imagine how he might have carried on without her if he hadn't made the decision to move in to keep her company. The fact that Genesis had lived there beforehand had once felt like more of a reason than it did anymore.

Birthdays. What a thing to have been brought up, yet it was at the same time just like Tempest to do so. Her moogle worked tirelessly to think of things that would make Terra happy and in that, her and Sephiroth's efforts were perfectly aligned. Anything to never see that smile fade from her face.

Even if that meant he still had to keep secrets about himself, and about how he really felt over all of it. A worthy sacrifice.

"What sort of questions?" It was easier, by far, to let Terra continue to lead the conversation as they gradually worked their way through the streets back into the 14th district.

Terra wasn't very happy but she continued to keep that feeling locked away. She could tell that he was hiding something and she wondered how long he could keep his feelings bottled up before it came spilling forward. Was it even her place to ask? They were friends or something like that but she didn't feel as if she had any place knowing about Sephiroth's pains or worries.

It was up to him to tell her, just as she had decided to confide in him. Steeling herself with that thought she continued to answer Sephiroth's inquiries about her day.

"What the weather might have been like, if my parents and me ever celebrated, did I have a record of birth on that report, and a few others. I couldn't answer anything that she asked. I don't really think I want a Birthday." From her understand, a Birthday was to celebrate the fact that you were born. Terra didn't see a reason to celebrate her own birth.

"I haven't check the report. It might be mean but I'm thinking of hiding it from Tempest." She didn't want her moogle to find out if there was a record on there.

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