Protecting My Devotion - Group 15
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timeandtides_backupCharacters: Balthier Bunansa, Setzer Gabbiani, and Rygdea.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Old!Memoria
Location: Memoria
Date: March 11th, 1805.
Warning: ... too many well-dressed men?
He didn't know what to expect when the sky had suddenly burst with the color of sunset. Since his arrival in Gaia, it was safe to assume that anything could happen at any time. People were taken home whenever the fates saw fit, with no warning, no impetus. When the haze cleared and he found himself standing in front of the elevator at the Draklor Laboratory, he surmised that it was simply his turn to return from whence he came.
Though given the option, he wouldn't have chosen Draklor. Too many memories there. Ones he would rather leave behind if he was going to have any semblance of a life that didn't leave him shackled to the past.
In the distance, an alarm was droning, though it was muffled, as if it were several floors below him.
Just what had he returned in the middle of?
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Old!Memoria
Location: Memoria
Date: March 11th, 1805.
Warning: ... too many well-dressed men?
He didn't know what to expect when the sky had suddenly burst with the color of sunset. Since his arrival in Gaia, it was safe to assume that anything could happen at any time. People were taken home whenever the fates saw fit, with no warning, no impetus. When the haze cleared and he found himself standing in front of the elevator at the Draklor Laboratory, he surmised that it was simply his turn to return from whence he came.
Though given the option, he wouldn't have chosen Draklor. Too many memories there. Ones he would rather leave behind if he was going to have any semblance of a life that didn't leave him shackled to the past.
In the distance, an alarm was droning, though it was muffled, as if it were several floors below him.
Just what had he returned in the middle of?
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