Protecting My Devotion - Group 6

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Characters: Cid Shido, Firion, and Fran
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: What's worth fighting for.
Location: Memoria
Date: 11th March, 1805.
Warning: None that I can think of, but we shall seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Cid had had a few weeks away from the network to recuperate from the mission to save Edgar, fixing up his ship, tuning his pack, everything. Then he noticed a haze come over him, pinkish in degree. This feeling felt familiar in someway, but before he could re-act he found himself someplace else, he never thought he would be. Back in Wonderland.

He looked around and saw nothing around him, but also that he had no gear with him as well, including his sky phone. He sighed as he yelled out, "Hello!? Is anyone here?"

He had a feeling he had gone through this once before...and the last time was harrowing enough. But he had to endure this time.

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Fran had felt uneasy. She had been watching the pink haze painting the sky with silent worry. She couldn't shake the strange sense of déjà vu that she had been feeling.

Even so, the blinding light had taken her by surprise, and as the light faded and the world returned; she very quickly realised that this was not the Strahl, not was it any place she recognised.

Her ears twitched at the yelling, and it didn't take her long to find the source of the voice. "I am, wherever here may be."

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Cid had heard the voices and rushed over to the them, but his body froze as he saw images of Comodeen pass by him, until they became real. He hesitated slightly, as he looked back seeing Jane, Silvia, and Elizabeth along with Rachael, Ellen, Tanya, and Donna beside them.

"What is..." stated the perplexed mechanic, now avoiding the voices, while being in plain view of them. Seeing his machines and his allies, brought a solemn tone to his heart. There were two things that always he would defend, his friends and his machines, as petty as it sounded. Friends from Wonderland as well as from Gaia standing around waiting for Cid to enter. It was this that made Cid grin seeing them all okay.

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"It would appear there are three of us thus far. I believe a similar situation arose a year ago. Plucking us from our location on Gaia and bringing us here. They call it Memoria, I believe. A castle filled with memories."

Fran frowned a little as Cid lost himself in his memory. There was little they could do but wait for it to pass.

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He looked down at the scene and remembered something was off. Knave wasn't in Gaia, nor Miles or his inventions from Wonderland. He looked back at the scene and said, "It looks so real...but logically it isn't possible." He shook his head then turned away and saw the others he was with.

He walked over to them, turning his back on the images behind him, feeling his determination being pulled with it. He looked at the two and asked a simple question.

"There's no one behind me is there? No machines or no people...right?" He wanted to believe there was, he wanted to see his friends and comrades again, all together. He wanted to his masterpieces back in his possession and working to the best of their abilities. He would fight an army for this. But he knew logically. They couldn't be.

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Fran nodded at Firion's question. "I was. It was a ...trying experience. I only hope Memoria is kinder to us this time." She really didn't want to think about some of the things that experience had brought up. Some things really were better left in the past.

She gave a sigh, shaking her head when Cid spoke. "I'm sorry. It is the way of this place. Nothing is real." No matter how darn real it may feel.

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Cid's expression saddened, as he looked back and saw his friends waving at him with smiles and his machines all lined up awaiting their creator. He knew it wasn't real. He knew what this place was. He had gone through it before. Memoria.

He looked back at the two who were here, the ones he had never met. He looked at the young man trying to pinpoint his face somewhere, he must have seen it somewhere recently but he couldn't quite get it, then looked at both of them and replied, "Sorry, my name is Cid Shido. It seems we've arrived in a place that was called Memoria. But for now..." He felt saddened, as he looked back again at the picture. What he was hoping to go back to, to bring his friends back to. Home.

He looked back at the two, "I have a feeling that we're going to have to face trials that our mind and feelings will play out." A sigh as grinned, "So we have to work together here." He lowered his head a bit, saddened at what he had to do. Look away and move forward.

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"Memoria feeds off of memories, hence the name. It plays them out so real it is easy to lose yourself within them and forget they are not real. Last time it drew on everything from our dreams to our fears. Although there was no physical harm, it was emotionally draining."

"Pleased to meet you, Cid, though I would've preferred better circumstances. I am Fran."

Fran understood Cid's sadness, she lay a comforting hand on his shoulder. They needed to stick together if they were to get through this with as little emotional scarring as possible.

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Cid felt the hand on his shoulder and the words of all of them. Cid looked back once more and thought, this wasn't his reality. This is what he hoped for. To see his comrades again, to finish his life's works and grow his collection, but most importantly, to send everyone home. He would die for that. A sternness came across his face as he looked back at the others and nodded. begining to move forward, as painful as it was emotionally.

He looked at the two and stated, "I'm not sure who will be next in our memories. But I know we have to be prepared." He chuckled, "In a way, I'm glad I was first, it's like ripping off a band-aid." Then proceeded to move forward, out of his dream of what he wanted, and into reality. But with a smile on his face, because he would not rest until that dream came true.

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There was an unease lingering over Fran - that fear in the back of her mind of not knowing just what Memoria would drag up from the pit of your deepest memories. Some things were not for public broadcast. Although it seemed those travelling with could only see the setting and not the detail. That, at least, gave Fran some small peace of mind.

She followed Cid, preparing herself for whatever may come, be it a glimpse of her own past, or of her new-found companions.