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[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Characters: Rinoa, OPEN
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Galbadia Garden visits Figaro. This log is open to all Garden and Figaro folks! Feel free to start new subthreads, threadhop etc.
Location: Figaro
Date: April, 1804
Warnings: None

Many curious onlookers had already gathered on the outskirts of South Figaro to watch Galbadia Garden's arrival. It was one thing to hear about the flying academy, another thing to actually see it. For her part, Rinoa was excited to explore a new location. She hoped to see Locke, do some shopping and sightseeing, maybe even catch a glimpse of the king.

So Rinoa could be found at the Garden gate about to go out, then wandering the streets of Figaro, and later saddling a chocobo to go and visit the castle. One thing was for sure, she wasn't staying in.

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Streets of Figaro

[ladiesmanirvine.livejournal.com]

New location, he had no problem with it. Though the last time he was here, he was making sure Squall didn't die from repeated ice shards through the chest. Nasty little thing that was. Regardless he was walking around the streets of Figaro himself, seeing what he could do.

Of course, that Figaro had some very fine women. All of which he was looking at. When one passed by, Irvine halted and grinned leaning to the side for a better view. Whoever ran this town, had incredible taste in women.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Irvine probably wanted to be left alone to explore Figaro and admire its inhabitants. Naturally, as soon as Rinoa spotted him, she immediately sneaked up and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Boo!"

[ladiesmanirvine.livejournal.com]

First thing Irvine did was jump a little, then he saw Rin, then he began to stammer. "Rinoa, hey! Um...I was just um...observing the locale around here. You know scouting out, SeeD stuff." Last thing he needed was for her to know that he was looking at women...least parts of women.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you liar. I saw what - or rather, who you were looking at. How long have I known you, Irvine? I'm used to it." She laughed. "Have you used that scouting excuse on Squall? I've got a feeling it might work better on him."

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

Upon seeing the Garden arrive, Mjrn immediately headed for the large structure. She was eager to see certain friends again, if eager for little else these days. Perhaps in their presence, she could shove aside depressing thoughts for a little while.

However, she entered only to be told that Rinoa had departed already. Oops. So, Mjrn headed back out and decided to go back to wandering the streets, randomly ducking in to inspect the shops. With any luck, she would run into Rinoa or another familiar face.

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

Having acquired a large bouquet from the woman who owned the one flower shop in the town (and a stern warning not to torment any of the young ladies around - she knew her king), Edgar was wandering the streets, distributing flowers left and right to the women of the town, and not just the pretty ones. The little girls and old grannies got them, too, and seeing their King do something like that reassured the natives that he was who he was. He was still having to be on guard in case that impostor returned.

Upon spotting the ears in the street before him, Edgar realized who this must be - the young... woman who'd answered his initial questions, and come to hunt the menace on his southeastern border. Taking three roses from the bouquet, he stepped in front of her, smiling widely, gracefully holding out the roses. Even the tall king was only right at eye level with this Viera.

"Mjrn, is it? I'm more than happy to meet you at last, my dear."

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

Mjrn paused abruptly, startled out of her thoughts by the sudden gift. She peered down at the roses as though not quite sure what to do with them. Still, she didn't want to be rude, and so took gently took the small cluster after a moment.

"Ah...thank you. These are beautiful. It is a pleasure to meet you at last, sir--Your Majesty." Humes had so many titles and forms of address, far different from the Wood. She did her best to learn them for politeness' sake, but sometimes it was difficult to tell when they mattered. "Are you still--" dismantling-- "researching the Sky Phones?"

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Rinoa was browsing a clothing store, inspecting the Figaro fashions. Looking up, she saw a familiar pair of ears on the other side of the shop and her eyes lit up.

She hurried over. "Hey! Look who it is!"

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

Mjrn was eyeing a Figaro-style dress near the entrance dubiously when a familiar voice jolted her out of her thoughts. Her eyes lit up as well and she smiled, a genuine one rather than the small smile she used lately to humor people who were worried about her. "Rinoa! I had hoped to find you, ever since I saw the Garden arrive."

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

"I didn't know you were here!" Rinoa beamed at her friend. "Or I would have called you! You really do get about. Have you seen anything interesting? I wanna see the castle... They say that it moves, so maybe it's something like Garden."

[sandrubies.livejournal.com]

Once the antlion had been defeated, Cecil had headed for Figaro. The town was nearby and would provide a means of shelter from the sweltering heat, some food and drink and possibly some entertainment. Mostly he only wished to explore the location itself, take in the sights even if the town itself reminded him of Kaipo.

His pack had been depleted of its supplies and only bore a few items and vials. He needed to restock. Figaro was the perfect place to do such.

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

While restocking on restoratives, Mjrn glanced over to spot a familiar face. During the hunt, she had not strayed from the goal at hand, but that hadn't given her a chance to talk with him otherwise. It was still strange to know more about him than he remembered sharing, but perhaps it was time to befriend him again.

She nodded politely. "Hello, Cecil. Are you to linger in Figaro, or shall you be departing soon?"

[sandrubies.livejournal.com]

"Ah, Mjrn! Greetings again." He smiled briefly, inclining his head. "I believe I shall find myself lingering for the moment. What of you?"

[dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com]

Mjrn paused, considering that. "The decision is more Penelo's than mine. Visiting Figaro is a welcome change of scenery, but if she wishes to go elsewhere, I would follow. Still, I believe we might linger for a day or two yet. Have you seen this castle of which everyone speaks? They say it can move...."

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

Locke noticed Galbadia coming through a window and promptly climbed out the window and down the wall. It had been a while since he had seen Rinoa and truth be told he didn't want to take the time to walk out the front door.

As he headed down the street, he saw the familiar blue clothing and shouted, "Rinoa!"

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Rinoa turned as someone called her name, and grinned. Just the person she'd been hoping to see. Beaming, she ran over and practically flung herself into Locke's arms.

"Locke! Hi!"

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

It was a good thing that Locke's thief reflexes engaged at Rydia's fling. He was excited that having seen Garden, she was finally able to visit Figaro.

"I'm glad you got a chance to come visit."

Freudian slip?

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

"Me too!" Rinoa stepped back to look at him properly. "So do you live here?"

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

A quick affirmative was Selphie's reply - Edgar still didn't know the girl all that well, but she was clearly another of those technological enthusiasts that were rare on his world. He hoped Selphie was on the north side of town like he'd asked.

Not long after the message, then, just at the border of the desert, there was a rumbling, then a shaking, and Figaro Castle slowly emerged from its tunnel under the desert, sand pouring off the stones. Shutters and blinds were thrown open and rolled up, and within only a couple of minutes there was a castle where there had been none.

The locals were fine with it. The visitors would just have to get used to it.

And then the main door opened and Edgar strolled out like appearing buildings were something that happened every day. Which they were.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

Rinoa was just as eager to see the castle as Selphie was - and how convenient that Selphie was already on first name terms with Figaro's king. Accompanying Selphie, she let out an appreciative gasp as the castle emerged out of the desert. Not even Garden could do something like that.

"Wow! That's Figaro Castle?"

And who was the handsome man coming out to meet them?

[herownhero.livejournal.com]

Quistis wasn't quite sure if there were any reasons for Garden's relocation to Figaro other than Rinoa's desire to see the city, but the blond wasn't opposed to the change of scenery-- her last trip to the particular location left her little time to actually explore her surroundings due to more pressing matters in the form of a severely injured Commander. Unlike Rinoa and Selphie who seemed to already have acquaintances in Figaro, Quistis wasn't familiar with any of the inhabitants, though that didn't deter her from venturing into town on her own.

As she walked through the streets of Figaro, Quistis absentmindedly let her eyes wander from store to store, though nothing in particular held her interests. However, several paces later a gap between buildings forced Quistis to stop her strides as she caught sight of a familiar setting-- cobbled stone steps lined with large pillars leading into a grand, white house. Edea's Orphanage...? Blinking rapidly, Quistis glanced back to the space between the shops, but her sight was only met by a dark alleyway.

Obviously a trick of the mind.

Thinking little of it, Quistis continued her leisurely walk through the city, deciding to reach the end of town before making her way back to Garden.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

When she made her way back to Garden, she would find Rinoa sitting with Angelo outside the front entrance, looking thoughtful. Rinoa was enjoying the new scenery, even if it was a little too hot. She couldn't help but reflect that the Squall she knew would have taken her out here. She'd seen a lovely little cafe that would have been just perfect for a date.

[herownhero.livejournal.com]

Spotting Rinoa near the entrance, Quistis paused for a moment, briefly contemplating whether she should interrupt her friend from her thoughts. It had been a while since she'd sat down and talked with the brunette though, and judging by the contemplative expression she wore, Quistis thought maybe she could lend an ear. Walking over to where Rinoa sat, she gave Angelo a light pat on the head as she made her presence known.

"Hi, Rinoa. How are you?"