Aw man, I don't have time to go to a party! I've gotta clean up and get dressed and-ugh, no, I can't. How sad is it when an adorable girl like me can't even put on a dress and go dance the night away? So sad, let me tell you ( Read more... )

Note to self; throwing wrenches at things is not a good idea. Especially when they get lost.

Rumo cred why would someone ever do that. Yea, I know what that was. Yea. That was a vilgehk spell and whoever cast it is a vilgehk idiotAlso, why the vilg was it so big? I've never seen a spell that powerful except-well, I haven't in a long time. Whatever. Ugh ( Read more... )

Vilg. Now that that's over with. Looks like we've got a new problem, one that doesn't involve coins and kidnapping and other weird things.

So. Fifty gil says I can blow that piece of cred out of the sky. Any takers?

[edit.]

Also, where's Harvey Dent? His body, rather.

Vilg. How come this happens every time I give myself a day off.

Ed'c hud vyen.

( ooc )

Rumo cred, this is not cool. I mean, sure I can live through extreme temperatures, but icy water was never included in that particular genetic code, I'm sure. How're you holding up, Yunie? In other words, where are you?

I really, really hate treading water. Why couldn't I be taller? Why?

Good thing drowning has never been my biggest fear.

So rayt. Dryd naymmo rind.

Owwie. Why didn't I have the White Mage instead of Black?

Again. Owwie.

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(Few seconds of silence before there’s a low, feminine groan. Rustling of cloth and the faint slap of skin against concrete. Deep yawn, and then an abrupt pause in all sound. Moments later, an irritated female voice comes in, still groggy.)

Brother? Frana't oui ku? Fro's E po socamv ykyeh?

(Yawn, more moving cloth and then ( Read more... )