[closed; chocobo forest date]
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Characters: Delita, Refia
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Delita takes Refia to the chocobo forest. Is it a date or not?
Location: Lindblum to Chocobo Forest
Date: June 1804
Realizing it was time to leave for Refia, Delita tied on his cloak pausing only long enough to shake some dirt off the edges. There was no reason for him to be apprehensive concerning this outing as he had already been to the forest multiple times. Yet contrary to his nature, he had spent time fussing over his appearance. Before leaving his room he steeled his nerves in, so as to not betray his feelings to the general populace.
As he approached the agreed upon meeting place, his thoughts dwelled on the ladies that had been in his life: Tietra, Alma, Ovelia, and now Refia. He knew not the importance of this meeting, yet one thing was solidified in his mind - he did not wish the lady Refia to die and he would ensure her safety was paramount.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Delita takes Refia to the chocobo forest. Is it a date or not?
Location: Lindblum to Chocobo Forest
Date: June 1804
Realizing it was time to leave for Refia, Delita tied on his cloak pausing only long enough to shake some dirt off the edges. There was no reason for him to be apprehensive concerning this outing as he had already been to the forest multiple times. Yet contrary to his nature, he had spent time fussing over his appearance. Before leaving his room he steeled his nerves in, so as to not betray his feelings to the general populace.
As he approached the agreed upon meeting place, his thoughts dwelled on the ladies that had been in his life: Tietra, Alma, Ovelia, and now Refia. He knew not the importance of this meeting, yet one thing was solidified in his mind - he did not wish the lady Refia to die and he would ensure her safety was paramount.
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Date: 2010-07-01 05:18 pm (UTC)Refia waited by the gates, Alfa already saddled and ready, and Pollo (her new young sheep) in his little carrycase attached to the saddle. As for the white mage herself, she was leaning against her bird, stroking her crest feathers and beak, trying to distract herself from thinking too much about things. It wasn't succeeding... all that well.
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From:/welcome back Jeff!
From:/Hoping he didn't misplace Delita
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