Hello, new people! I'm Kefka and I run the clothing store that's a few blocks south of the hotel. I'm sorry I couldn't come greet you all earlier, but I came down with a horrible cold and was stuck in bed!

I provide clothing and armor for the town! If you need anything (and I mean anything), feel free to come down or just tell me what sort of ( Read more... )

[The first sound readily apparent this morning--early, but not so early as the usual for this one--is the journal being whacked, a plastic thudthudthud. The second is the sobs--the laughter?--the sobs of a small girl and then there are more thuds, flesh against wall, against floor, against wood, the clatter of pencils being violently rolled to the ( Read more... )

Hey, everyone! The Clothing Shop That Actually Exists is having a big sale! I'm stocked for winter, summer, spring and fall--no matter how the weather changes, the Clothing Shop is prepared ( Read more... )

[There's a small click as sharp nails skitter off the audio button, and a mumble that could be 'private to self' before starting a low-voiced ramble.]

[failed private lock]

They look plastic. Does darkness embalm them after it hollows them out?

[A pause. Sheets ruffle. The voice grows closer, louder, higher as it wanders through daydreams.]

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[locked to Carpet, Rikku, Xion and Yuffie]

Do you need a place to stay since Xigbar is kicking everyone out? I have some extra rooms at the store!

[Locked to Carpet]

We need to [tiny pause] do whatever humans and carpets do to communicate with each other.

[Locked to Yuffie]

I still haven't heard much about what happened during the dragon attack. ( Read more... )

[The first thing audible is the cracking of branches underfoot and a rumble like rocks breaking and a growl on the edges of hearing and the screen is dark, as if covered--

--then static--

--and then all that's audible are short, sharp breaths, growing longer and more relaxed as footsteps rattle on cobblestones.]

Last time I go there without ( Read more... )

[Kefka's normally neat handwriting is curvier than usual; the end period is a tiny blot of ink, as if from pressing too hard on paper.]

The Clothing Shop That Never Was is closing for renovations until three days hence. Contact me if you'd like to buy something.

[First, a burst of static. Then, a dull thud like Kefka snatching his journal out of mid air-after his pack of supplies rips and a shriek ( Read more... )

[Audible in the background: fingertips drumming on wood and shaky breath.]

Has anyone seen the flying carpet recently?

[Locked to Larxene]

Larxene, are you busy?

Hey!

If you're looking for formal wear for the ball, I can make it! I'll need your measurements and some ideas on what you want it to look like.

It'll cost extra since it's a rush job. Rates are, as always, negotiable.

Come to my shop!

[Locked to Kuja, Valeria, Yuna, Mickey, Ashe and Larsa]We can use the crowd to discuss getting out of here. ( Read more... )