The Meeting

[tntoverlords.livejournal.com]

Characters: Mikoto, Warrior of Light, Firion, Refia, Edward, Locke, Genesis, Blank, Vivi, Rikku, Mjrn, Serah
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Lost in the wilderness without a guide, the battle-worn heroes find something unexpected.
Location: Terra, wilderness
Date: August 25, 1804
Warnings: None
Notes: Additional information on this week's segment can be found here.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing. Bleak nothingness. Remnants of a world destroyed years ago. Rotting plants, stagnant water, ruins of a dead people crumbling to dust. Yet amidst the barrenness, there was a break of color. Unremarkable in any other world or scenario. Little more than a weed. A seed carried by a stray monster as it slithered by, until it dropped, took root and began to grow. Yet it was no native plant, not to this world, nor to even Gaia: a sprouting Banora Apple Tree.

A figure approached from the east. A Genome, blank and unresponsive. It bent to examine the plant, then turned to go once more. His destination, a minor garden meant to sustain the minimal population left on Terra.

Comments

[for-cosmos.livejournal.com]

It was a great relief to see Mikoto come back to herself. He had begun to worry that what Garland had done was an irreversible effect, and that Mikoto would remain an empty shell. It seemed that getting lost had led them to a good thing. They had found the lost genomes and a place to get supplies, and Mikoto was "awake" again and hopefully able to guide them back to the Invincible.

"It seems that we may find more supplies here," the warrior noted as he glanced around the little settlement. "Perhaps we should begin to search, or ask one of them to show us."

[nomerevessel.livejournal.com]

After talking to the young Genomes, Mikoto turned back to the party.

"We must take them all back with us," she said. "Including the new ones."

[nomerevessel.livejournal.com]

Mikoto raised an eyebrow. "Would you rather leave them here as Garland's slaves?"

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

Locke could only smile as he looked onward. "The more the merrier. It might be tight, but they'll fit!"