[Action - Campfire Post I] [Locked to people in Terra]

[nomerevessel]

[Night has fallen and a small fire flickers in the dark, the only bright thing in a landscape that's utterly black. Terra has no moon and if there are stars, one cannot tell since the sky is shrouded by clouds. Mikoto is sitting cross-legged by the fire, her hands tucked in her lap.

This is a great place to camp, right? It totally is. Let's toast

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[melodiesoflute]

[Ever since their battle with the dragons, Edward has been a tad curious about the fellow with the wing. The bard figured that the man was an angel of some kind, but he didn't seem very angelic with one black wing.

How could this fellow fly with just one wing? Edward was a tad puzzle about that.

Watching the other in silence, Edward gazed at Genesis with some interest once he pulled out a book.]

[melodiesoflute]

[Edward nearly jumped once he heard the man's voice. He was unsure as of how the warrior could have seen him if he was gazing into that book, but the man definitely caught him in the act. Trying his best not to sound too flustered, Edward quickly replied with an apology.]

A-ah, forgive me! I didn't mean to stare.

[for_cosmos]

[The Warrior of Light is sitting by the fire, taking the time before he goes to sleep to clean his armor, sword, and shield. After being attacked by dragons before the airship even landed, he isn't going to take any chances with his weapons. It takes up most of his attention, but he occasionally spares a glance upward at the others sitting around the campfire.]

[thisdesertrose]

[He sat next to Light, his own weapons gone and by his pack. It was a familiar sound, Light cleaning his armor and one he reveled in. It reminded him on the Void and of his friends. It reminded him that no one was alone in this, even if they were in silence.]

[for_cosmos]

[For a while, he continued to work without glancing up. Then after a few moments, he put aside his sword, which he had been cleaning, and looked at the Weapons Specialist sitting next to him.]

Firion.

[thisdesertrose]

[He nodded his head to him with a smile.]

Light.

[morehatthanmage]

[He's not particularly cold but Vivi has bundled himself up tightly in a blanket more for comfort than for warmth.

He's cheered up a little, having resolved to make the most of what are probably his last days before he stops again. Even if those last days are to be spent in a dead, broken world it doesn't mean he has any excuse to waste them moping around. He has a tin soldier he bought from the market at Figaro while he was there in one hand but hasn't been playing with it for a while, instead looking into the fire and trying to find shapes and stories in its flickering movements.]

[melodiesoflute]

[Spotting the little mage nestled within a blanket, Edward approaches with a slight smile on his face. Vivi seemed to be troubled, perhaps the gloomy landscape was making the poor mage feel uncomfortable.]

Are you well?

[morehatthanmage]

[Vivi looks up when he hears Edward and nods.]

Yeah, it's just different from how I remember it here...

[He fidgets idly with the toy soldier, marching it across the barren ground.]

Are you okay? Thanks for helping me before.

[melodiesoflute]

You've been to Terra before?

[The bard blinked his eyes owlishly.]

Really, what was it like? The world I see before me now seems to be devoid of all life. What happened here, do you know?

[Edward smiled faintly at the mage.]

Think nothing of it! I am certain you would have done the same for me. We are this together, aren't we?

[notathiefcole]

[Locke finds himself sore after the long walk here. Too stubborn to admit to maybe taking things too fast, he sits down gingerly on the ground staring at the campfire.

He chuckles at the thought of Edgar finding an empty bed when he gets back from the shrine and inwardly cringes at Celes' response.]

[morehatthanmage]

[Vivi's noticed Locke's limping a little toward the end of the day's travel. He fidgets a little, not sure whether it's something he should bring to Refia's attention, before beciding to gather his courage and go ask.]

Um, are you okay? Did you get hurt fighting the dragons? Should- should I bring Miss Refia?

[notathiefcole]

[He gives a little smile towards the mage, gritting out the pain from the day.]

oh me? Sure I'm fine. A good night's sleep should do the trick!

[morehatthanmage]

[The smile reassures him a little. Locke reminds him of Zidane.]

Are you looking forward to going back to your world? When we're done.

[knowshermachina]

[Rikku plopped down by the fire, crossing her legs and then tugging a hard leather case out of her pack. The clinking of glass could be heard as she opened it up and then began rummaging through, checking each of the bottles inside to make sure nothing had cracked or broken during the fighting and traveling of the day. She was humming softly to herself as she worked, probably an unconscious mental defense against the ruined world that surrounded them

[xredthespianx]

[ Rikku's actions have caught Blank's interest and his curiousity. He makes his way over, dragging his blanket along with him. ]

Mind if I join you?

[ He plops down beside her, watching intently. ]

[knowshermachina]

[Rikku glanced up from her bottles and offered Blank a smile and a shake of her head.]

Go for it.

[And then she turned back to the bottles, picking one up and shaking it a few times before setting it back down.]

[xredthespianx]

[ Blank continues to watch with interest, reaching out to pick up one of the bottles. ]

What are you making? Some kind of potions?