Part of the issue was probably that Penelo simply was not good at sitting still. She never had been...maybe it was the fact that she'd always wanted to be dancer, or all the time spent running around doing errands back home, or even partly all the traveling she had done while helping to save Ivalice...but she just did not sit still well ( Read more... )

Penelo was pretty nervous as she walked up the last walkway that led into the Palace, trying to ignore how loud her boots seemed on the stone, and how empty everything had gotten now that she was beyond where most people were allowed to go. She'd had to basically force the cab driver to even come up here, he hadn't believed she'd any permission to ( Read more... )

Penelo found herself standing up some as she guided the unnamed airship down through the late night air, carefully avoiding the few other ships that were coming and going. She was leaning forward, peering down through the bottom of the large glass bubble that surrounded the front of the ship to make sure she was doing this right, watching for the ( Read more... )