Pink skies weren't anything new to Setzer. Pink skies that lasted for more than a sunset or a sunrise, however, were. But he'd paid them little mind. Who knew what to expect from a strange new world? Besides, it did make for quite the enjoyable evenings, if only for the rarity of it all.
The flash of light, on the hand, was new. New and perhaps a little bit reminiscent of the Light of Judgment Kefka had once used, being seeing as how it didn't leave him rather unfortunately dead, he was simply going to take it as it came. What better way to find adventure, after all?
He could have done without the insistent siren from somewhere below them, though.
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Date: 2011-03-12 10:24 pm (UTC)The flash of light, on the hand, was new. New and perhaps a little bit reminiscent of the Light of Judgment Kefka had once used, being seeing as how it didn't leave him rather unfortunately dead, he was simply going to take it as it came. What better way to find adventure, after all?
He could have done without the insistent siren from somewhere below them, though.
"Something not going as planned, I take it?"