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Characters: OPEN (Ramza and whoever wishes to join)
Where/When: Starting with the Mognet bulletin boards, then branching out around the city, Oct 18th-the end of the event?
Summary: Something is attacking moogles and making Heroes sick. In an effort to find out what is going on and prevent further damage, Ramza is trying to set up some patrols around the city.
Warnings: Injured Moogles, possibly people dying.
A. At the Mognet Bulletin Boards in your District
The skies around Aqures Ixen seemed unnaturally quiet as Heroes stopped sending their moogles out to deliver messages. Ramza did not know what manner of person or creature was attacking their white winged allies, but he did not wish to allow it to roam the streets freely. With communications down and some Heroes bedridden with various illnesses, it seemed the best way to proceed is to set up a patrol.
Ramza refused to endanger Simon by asking the moogle to deliver the message to the other Heroes. Instead, he wrote out the message on a sheet of parchment and attached it to the bulletin board in the middle of the district. Hopefully, the Heroes who were still well enough to aid in the patrol would see it.
[The message Ramza leaves has a brief explanation of the patrols, a few routes sketched out, and a series of days and times that a hero can sign up for. Most of the routes circle past houses, so that, if a Hero falls ill, help will not be too far away.]
B. On your Patrol Route
Darkness had fallen. The streets were quiet, with the lights from the Moogle's decorations casting a eerie glow. Not knowing what enemy they faced, Ramza tried to coordinate each patrol so that no hero went unaccompanied. There was strength in numbers...he hoped.
[Note: The heroes on patrol will not be able to locate whatever it is attacking the moogles. If any moogles are sent out.away from their heroes during patrols, they will most likely be injured, and if a moogle actively attempts to guide the heroes to the attacker, they will be wounded.]
Where/When: Starting with the Mognet bulletin boards, then branching out around the city, Oct 18th-the end of the event?
Summary: Something is attacking moogles and making Heroes sick. In an effort to find out what is going on and prevent further damage, Ramza is trying to set up some patrols around the city.
Warnings: Injured Moogles, possibly people dying.
A. At the Mognet Bulletin Boards in your District
The skies around Aqures Ixen seemed unnaturally quiet as Heroes stopped sending their moogles out to deliver messages. Ramza did not know what manner of person or creature was attacking their white winged allies, but he did not wish to allow it to roam the streets freely. With communications down and some Heroes bedridden with various illnesses, it seemed the best way to proceed is to set up a patrol.
Ramza refused to endanger Simon by asking the moogle to deliver the message to the other Heroes. Instead, he wrote out the message on a sheet of parchment and attached it to the bulletin board in the middle of the district. Hopefully, the Heroes who were still well enough to aid in the patrol would see it.
[The message Ramza leaves has a brief explanation of the patrols, a few routes sketched out, and a series of days and times that a hero can sign up for. Most of the routes circle past houses, so that, if a Hero falls ill, help will not be too far away.]
B. On your Patrol Route
Darkness had fallen. The streets were quiet, with the lights from the Moogle's decorations casting a eerie glow. Not knowing what enemy they faced, Ramza tried to coordinate each patrol so that no hero went unaccompanied. There was strength in numbers...he hoped.
[Note: The heroes on patrol will not be able to locate whatever it is attacking the moogles. If any moogles are sent out.away from their heroes during patrols, they will most likely be injured, and if a moogle actively attempts to guide the heroes to the attacker, they will be wounded.]
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She returned to his house, on the verge of tears both from her injuries and from losing the letter, but after a rest and a bit of medicine, she had healed, but Ales could not let someone attack Moogles that were only doing their job.
Ales had planned to head to the district bulletin board to see if someone provided some explanation for the attacks, but Ramza beat him to the punch.
After reading over the routes, he decided to volunteer as well. He wasn't one to do any guarding, but with most of the other Heroes too ill to work, he knew that he had to take their place. He looked around for anyone else near the boards to discuss how to divide up the work.
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He shook his head to wake himself up as he walked to the board. He had been feeling off for a few days now, much more tired than he had any right to feel, although he did not think it anything serious. Simon had been pressing him to visit the hospital, but there was just no time. Between work at the weapon's shop and setting up patrols, he kept himself busy, and he'd not distract the limited healers from those sicker than himself.
He smiled when he saw Ales at the bulletin board, signing up for shifts. "Good day, Sir Ales," he greeted.
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"Good day, Mr. Ramza! I just noticed your suggested plans for patrolling the area, and it's a very good idea! I thought about signing up for this, seeing that most of those more qualified than me are unable to do so."
Ales wasn't completely inexperienced in keeping guard, he was never was the one doing the actual patrolling. But until he spent more time in his makeshift workshop, he was stuck without any fighting ability of his own.
But he knew he was smart, and that was important in finding the Moogle attacker.
"Are we going to have some sort of meeting with everyone who signed up to decide who patrols where?"
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He turned to look at the sign-up sheet he'd left earlier. It did not cheer him.
"Ideally, we will have at least two Heroes to each route, those with combat experience paired with those whose strengths lie elsewhere," he told Ales. "I plan to fill in what shifts I can. If you are able, any patrol you can take will be a great service to Aqures Ixen." He tried to sound confident when he said it, but to his ears, his voice just came out sounding tired.
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Her moogle flew next to her slightly. They had fought that morning about sending out messages. He had said he could do it but she wasn't willing to risk it.
She turned towards the moogle with a smile. "Lets take a patrol near the houses. That way we can check on the others. I'm worried." Kupola nodded but still remained silent.
Zelda made sure to note her involvement on the bulletin board and then began to start her patrols.
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He remembered the conversation they had had when he'd met the pair. Zelda preferred to support, rather than fight. Although so far no patrol had turned up any danger, that did not mean it would remain that way. He did not want her on her own if this was the day the mysterious attacker chose to reveal himself. Ramza would not forgive himself if someone was injured on the patrol he had arranged.
Not having anyone else available to send, Ramza pushed aside the exhaustion that had been plaguing him all week and set out himself. He hurried down the route Zelda had chosen, hoping to catch up to her.
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"Be careful, we haven't run into anything yet." Zelda steadied her moogle with her hand before tucking it back into her cloak. The nights were getting cold and she didn't want to risk getting sick like the other heroes.
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"Lady Zelda," he panted, a bit shocked that such a short dash had left him so winded. "I thought I might...accompany you...and Kupola...on your route." He paused for a moment as he tried to get his breathing back to normal.
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Mooshoo had assured her that he would be fine but he hadn't been, he was attacked like the others and then hurt. She didn't even remember what the letter she sent was about but she didn't care anymore.
Yuffie left the house ready for to fight. He had begged her not to go but he was to hurt to stop her. She had set him up in her room and made sure he was safe before leaving.
She traced her moogles steps back to the mognet center hoping to find whatever was attacking the moogles. She had a series of blades she had been collecting and was ready for whatever she might find or at least she thought she was ready.
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As he turned a street near the moogle's part of town, he caught sight of something moving in the darkness. He put a hand to his sword's grip as he approached, ready to draw his weapon should the shadowy figure prove hostile.
"Who goes there?" he demanded.
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"You on patrol or something?"
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"Yes, I am," he answered her inquiry. "I am trying to find whatever it is attacking our moogle companions."
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B - Open to whomever wants to find Spencer
So he'd gone out earlier in the evening to run to a few of the herbal stores that might still be open, to see if he might find something that might offer some relief. Though as he flitted around at Moogle high-speeds, something hard had knocked Spencer out of the air.
He was a small pale puff-ball curled up in the middle of the street, the small pouch of gils spilled all around and a few items knocked out of a bag; a few small lemon-like fruits and a small jar of sweet honey. His small glasses had landed a further few feet away, one of the lenses cracked.
Spencer made a squeak of a pained noise as he clung desperately around the jagged crystal that was his Hero's - he wasn't letting go of that for the world, no matter how he shook.
B - Hibiscus will find him
She watched as Spencer went tumbling through the air. At first she stopped and looked around for the attacker but nothing was in sight. Hibiscus carefully made her way to the little moogle. "Are you alright, kupo?"
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"Is it gone, kupo?"
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"I believe so, kupo." Hibiscus's eyes scanned around them once before addressing Spencer. "Lets go. Get back to your hero, kupo."
They might be safe now but she didn't know how long that would last.
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B.
Not yours, the queen cautioned herself as she took a turn. It was getting harder and harder for her not to think of them that way though. The more she got to know them, the more protective she felt. It wasn't good.
Ashelia had seen the sign up sheets for patrols, but had opted to go out on her own, moogle-less as she generally was. Merlose had picked up extra shifts at the Aqures Ixen branch of Mognet Central, and a good thing, too - Ashelia wanted her as far away from the danger as possible. With her magick returned, the young queen wasn't all that worried about her own safety. Hopped up on Haste and a myriad of other status buffing spells, it was hard to feel all that vulnerable, alone or not. It was also harder to feel the debilitating effects of the illness.
She stopped when she reached the Crystal of Fire's plaza. Yes, she was hoping to catch at least a glimpse of the moogles' attacker, but she was more invested in finding Snow's crystal. She wasn't sure if there was a better place to start looking than this, back where it all began, but she also wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for.
The scenery is somewhat unsettling. In the dark of night, the Crystal looked more menacing than anything else. It was just so...large, was the best way to put it. It just sat there, holding its secrets. Ashelia had seen, and been inside, larger crystals. She couldn't help but wonder if the Occuria had anything to do with this after all. She approached the Crystal slowly, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. They had called out to her before, using her dead husband's image to manipulate her into doing their will. Were they inside, somewhere? Looking for revenge? Figuring out how to break her into finishing the job somehow?
Ashelia laid a hand on the Crystal's surface and closed her eyes. Something, anything...even if it is from them...I need some kind of guidance, where to go, what to do...
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Ashelia's quiet contemplation is interrupted by the ever-eloquent marshal of Mars. He stands there, arms folded and head tilted, wondering what she's up to. Sparks stays back from the Crystal itself; he doesn't entirely trust the thing not to do something weird.
"Are you, uh. Everythin' okay?"
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Good thing it was just Marshal Nevada.
She clenched her jaw, slightly embarrassed, but quickly settled into a stance Sparks would have been familiar with by now; straight-backed, confident, arms crossed. "I'm quite fine."
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Sparks shrugged his shoulders at her. Strangely, the marshal looked exhausted. A lot of the color was drained from his face, and there were dark circles under his eyes like he hasn't slept in a week.
"If it can hear you, tell it to stop draggin' more suckers here."
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Hope you don't mind a late tag
Mako was safe at home, having not needed much convincing to keep indoors but he still made a fuss over being 'protected', especially by such a 'non-hero' as Cloud was. Cloud smiled a bit as he thought about it. They were still arguing, but they were coming to an understanding and there was some respect between the lines.
His armor clattered as he walked through the plaza, making his presence clear to Ashe as well as anyone else within earshot, "Ashelia, is that you?" he called out, trying to make sure she didn't think he was anyone intending ill will. As he drew closer she'd be able to see that he was looking a bit pale, and he winced each time he moved his left arm. With the gear he was wearing though, it was impossible to tell how his condition was proceeding.
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By the time Cloud called out to her, Ashe had composed herself and turned around to face him. "It is I, Corporal Strife. 'Tis good to see you once again among the living. I - " She stopped mid-sentence when she saw the paleness of his complexion. A trick of the moonlight?
"What brings you out at this hour? Searching for the culprit behind the moogle attacks?"
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B? (For patrollers but he's not ON Patrol)
Certainly though all that noise, and the occasional grunt is well worth investigation?
B? (For patrollers but he's not ON Patrol)
I'm glad I didn't remove this icon!
THE CULPRIT!?
Hahaha!
Re: Hahaha!
oh good ><
Re: oh good ><
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Did you REALY draw that? HOw long have you been hanging onto it?
Lol, I googled that.
Noice
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