Dec 15, 2010 17:00
[The feed opens to a field of white this afternoon. It looks like one of Goldenrods mostly empty streets, with one exception.
The sound of hooves.
Has Santa and his herd of Stantler come early this year? Nope, it's just....ODIN!? He's not so little anymore, that's for sure. If anything, he seems to be tall as Lightning now, with a horn sprouting from his forehead and fire all down his back instead of just his mane and tail.
And speaking of Lightning...if you can see past the camera's gentle bobbing, you'll see she's riding him, attempting to get a feel for how different this is from a Chocobo. No saddle, no reins. Just her and her horse, in the empty streets of Goldenrod.
Up until she notices the Gear is on, though. Have a ghostly laugh, Route. Seems her Gastly got into her things again.]
Oh, give me that. Should name you Fang or something.
[And with that, the feed clicks off. Anyone wants to run into these three? They'll be in the streets for a while.]
!goldenrod,
chilly,
a girl and her horse,
living up to his name