http://danceawaypain.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] danceawaypain.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] timeandtides_backup2009-03-10 11:02 pm
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A casual encounter

Characters: Seifer and Penelo
Progress: Complete
Summary: Seifer is attempting to learn the lay of the land in Alexandria and Penelo is finishing preparations for her trip.
Location: Alexandria in the square
Date: Jan 23, early morning
Warnings: Seifer is cranky and might cuss?

Aside from her clothing not looking anything like the natives, Penelo could have passed for any other citizen or tourist of Alexandria. One glance at her attire though gave her away as someone from a far warmer climate than where she was. Regardless, the shopkeepers had no difficulties taking her very little gil, newcomer or no. Having worked at Migelo's, she knew a thing or two about the game of selling and buying and negotiated herself fair prices.

Satisfied that she was as prepared as she was going to be, she walked through the square, pausing to look to the skyline and catch a glimpse of the castle before she departed. It truly was pretty here, and she wouldn't have minded settling down and finding some work and a home. However, Fran was waiting for her in Lindblum, or would be soon. One of these days, it'd happen. She'd have a peaceful life again.

An airship flew overhead, and she followed its path with her eyes, leaving her standing in the square gawking. It seemed that the only real air travel in this area was cargo transport or nobility transport only. Oh well, her own two feet served just as well.

[identity profile] disciplinary.livejournal.com 2009-03-11 05:06 am (UTC)(link)

Seifer still remembered the [talking] moogle's words when he woke up. Something about coming from the sky and how strange he looked and... all that. The pamphlet it had given him was still rolled up in his pocket, unread because Seifer? He didn't have time to sit around and read it. Well, you know, technically he did, but being Seifer and all, no. No, he had to find his posse. If he got answers along the way, then that would do.

He'd been conversing with Squall and the Messenger Girl (or Selphie, as she insisted her name was) with the communication device also given to him by the moogle, and through Squall had learned that this was an entirely different world. Didn't make a goddamn bit of sense, really, but eh. Better than nothing for now, right? Once he found Fujin and Raijin, that's when he'd try to piece everything else together. They had to be here, after all. If he was with them, last he remembered, and Squall and Selphie — not to mention Galbadia Garden and Dollet, what the hell? — were here, they had to be too.

But where, exactly, he didn't know.

The best place to start, he'd decided, was here in this "Alexandria" place. Its most prominent feature was a grandiose castle that kind of reminded him of old fairy tales from his youth. He liked those when he was little, when Matron would read to him (and the others). If he didn't know any better, he'd almost swear he was having a dream right now. But the sounds of kids playing on the stone streets and adults whispering amongst each other about "the strange clothing that tall young man is wearing" were far too real for a dream.

Besides, he had nightmares about sorceresses. Not dreams of places that looked admittedly majestic.