Chapter 01

[bushido_soul]

I've got my time in Jecht's Zanarkand to thank for the ability to work this journal. Granted I'd still prefer one of paper and ink, but we can't have everything we want, now can we? If I had my choice I'd be drifting on the Farplane ... doing whatever it is dead souls do over there. This Paixao is a strange place. I entered the city itself

Comments

[pirate_knight]

Hey neat, I can see what you're writting even though we're right next to each other!

Now then... Who's this "Summoner Dona" and why do I remind you of her?

[bushido_soul]

I'll have to remember then that these journals are interconnected, then. Heh.

And Summoner Dona was a woman I knew from my world. The pair of you have a rather similar bearing and ...er... I suppose the term is 'sense of fashion'.

I feel like such an ass for talking like that.

[pirate_knight]

She sounds like an okay girl if she dresses like me!

[bushido_soul]

Er. Yes. Of course.