As troubling as the lack of proper lighting for our less fortunate friends is, I so despise having to be the bearer of bad news. Some might even call it reason, fancy that ( Read more... )

After ten months, or close enough really, one can always... decipher the traditions of the local color. Halloween, night of dancing and singing skeletons, of ghouls and ghosts and the usual nasty business that goes with them ( Read more... )

[static at first... Seems Balthier is holding the button and not sure what to say for a moment, but you can practically HEAR his smirk] Something to my liking.

Fran? Where are you? I've a feeling we'll be the ones rescuing the princess soon, knowing this sort of situation ( Read more... )

This silence is unbecoming, of that I'm certain.

But the wind... Hm. How can it be that silent despite it?

[Added as a sort of afterthought]

Your highness should find warm clothing soon. They predict a chill to fall over the city.

Relief, and not a moment too soon, I should say ( Read more... )

It seems the penchant for the strange and uncharted still manages to dupe a good portion of our ranks. The first lesson anyone worth his weight would learn is to not wander into the obvious trap ( Read more... )

(ooc; Putting this at the top of my post. I don't feel like doing the ridiculous dance that I did for the genderswap event. Guys, I took screencaps of my icons to make sure I put them back right. ;~; SO. I'm leaving the icons alone right now. Balthier, or should I say, Ffamran is roughly. 8 years old? So. Picture the man in the icons, except. Tiny ( Read more... )

This place is a far more effective hell than I gave it credit for originally.

Consider that wrong righted.

There's something to be said of the amount of royalty arriving lately.

Better yet, it's amazing how easily one falls into a pattern of comfort in this city.

Now would be the calm before yet another storm.

And how long until that arrives, I wonder? A week? Two? Doesn't seem to last very long at any rate ( Read more... )

It's a feat to be able to think amidst this noise and infernal headache...

[Balthier looks extremely troubled, however]

Heh... There doesn't appear to be much to think about, does there?

Where is this place?