Protecting My Devotion - Group 20

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Characters: Denzel, Room for more
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: What's worth fighting for.
Location: Memoria
Date: 11th March, 1805.
Warnings: None yet.

The flash had taken Denzel by surprise. It'd been so blindingly bright that he'd had to cover his eyes. One minute he had been playing in the garden with Rex, and the next he was in ...Edge? What the... had he gone home? Had Gaia sent him back? Aw man, had Gaia left Rex behind? What about the others? They had to be here! Tifa, Cloud, Marlene. They had to be here, they just had to!!

He broke into a slow jog, only he didn't run into his family, he ran into a commotion by the memorial monument. Kids, all stood around, not moving, not focusing, just... standing. And black shadowy creatures were running around and a giant dragon!

Denzel couldn't shake the feeling that he'd seen this before somewhere. His thoughts were shaken when he saw an unconscious Tifa in the path of the large, angry, people-eating dragon... thing...! His blood boiled. No one hurt his family!! Not even dragons! He would die to protect them if he had to, and considering the size and strength of the beast it was quite a likely outcome!

Even so, he charged at it, growling with as much hatred and anger as a young boy could muster. But the dragon and Tifa and even the children seemed to melt away before him… Oh no... He wasn’t home. He was inside that place again, that... Memoria place. Only this time he seemed to be alone. This time there was no Irvine to hold his hand keep him company. "Is there anyone else here? Anyone??"

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Rughadjeen will also be tagging in, as a heads up /o/

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After everything that had happened thus far on Gaia, it came as something of a surprise to Tseng to find the flash of light bringing him back to a place he knew all too well. Edge. A place he might call home, if he were still the sort to believe in homes. And yet, for all the familiarity there was something odd in it. It was empty. Emptier than he had ever seen it, and emptier than he wished to ever see it.

Something was dreadfully wrong here, and while he couldn't put his finger on it was almost enough to unnerve him.

"You aren't alone."

The voice might well be unfamiliar to Denzel, but the suit he wore was likely to be all too familiar.

/o/

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Rughadjeen had never witnessed this event before. The pink haze in the sky had been interesting though he had grown slightly concerned as it seemed to get...brighter? And then it was over, a flash and Rughadjeen was...somewhere he didn't know. Instantly he was on edge, he wondered if Gaia had a habit of just, sending people places without a minutes notice.

He looked around to get his bearings but it was useless, this land was not of his own world, it didn't feel right. The Elvaan noticed another man as well as a small boy and frowned, just what in Walahra's name was going on? He approach the man with, cautiously of course until he heard the boy and looked at him.

"It seems we've all been sent to this place."

[xnotyetaherox.livejournal.com]

That suit was most definitely Turk. Yet Denzel didn't recognise the man wearing it. He knew Reno and Rude pretty well, and he knew Reeve well too, but this man, he couldn't quite recall, and he knew he should be able to. His dad - his real dad - would've been disappointed at him for not remembering ever ShinRa detail he had ever been told.

The other man he didn't know at all. "Aw man. All of us are stuck here? Memoria sucks, I hate it here. Memories are memories for a reason." Especially when it involved your new mom almost being killed by a summon monster. At least it wasn't as bad as some of the memories from last time.

[nogoodpeople.livejournal.com]

Tseng had never really been a prominent face among the Turks. While he didn't slouch on taking missions himself, he tended to spend the vast majority of his time in the tower itself. The day-to-day work that made anything Shinra run smoothly would take care of itself. So really, he wouldn't have been much surprised to hear that Denzel was less than familiar with him.

"I'm afraid so," he answered with a simple shrug. "I can't see much by way of exits."

OMG guys, I'm so sorry.

[rughadjeen.livejournal.com]

Rughadjeen looked between the man and the boy, neither were familiar to him and by the look of the place he was in, certainly not of his world. As the boy spoke he turned to him with a puzzled expression.

"Did you say that this has happened before?"

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Denzel rocked on his heels, folding his hands behind his back. "Yup." He popped his 'p', giving a nod. "Last year, we all got stuck in something just like this, well, a bit different, but mostly like this."

Oh Tseng, Rughadjeen, you poor souls, having your information and knowledge coming from a child. "It's like a big memory castle or something, you just have to keep working through it until you find the way out!"

[nogoodpeople.livejournal.com]

It wasn't the usual place Tseng would have looked for information, that much was sure. But it was more than he'd had before and for now he'd have to make do with it all the same. Even if it seemed more than a little bizarre all around.

"Then I suppose we ought to make some attempt at it. I'd rather not stay here longer than we have to."