Apolaustic (Open)

[Gippal]

BLAME IT ON ME OR BLAME IT ON YOU
relax take it easy for there is nothing that we can do
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This was..weird.

The last thing Gippal could even remember was helping to rebuild the Experiment at Djose Temple -- Oh yeah, that Experiment -- and then..Jeez, just a blank. Which in itself was just not normal because Gippal, despite having what most would call a slacker attitude, had quite the keen memory, thank you very much.

From the looks of things, he was in a city. Pretty big, he had to admit, bigger than most places in Spira. And it had lots of activity, the blonde noted with a slight grin, as he watched several kids running past.

Glancing down the semi-lit alleyway he'd come to in, Gippal brushed off his pants and set off in the opposite direction. It was strange, almost like some sorta medieval, post-Sin, but pre-YRP world. The mere structure seemed less modern and more..antique-like. Yeah.

Gippal's inner monologue was cut short, however, as he walked straight into a solid object. Now normally he was pretty good at his balance, often priding himself on such charming attributes, but, much to his chagrin, Gippal fell backward and onto the hard ground. With a muttered curse, he rubbed his sore rear end glanced up at the offending blockade.

A large, towering...what is that, a toad person?

"Whoa, sorry," Gippal said, slowly pushing himself to his feet. He raised his gloved hands to his chest, palms out, in a defensive sort of gesture. Offering a grin, he continued. "Didn't mean to run into you or anything. You're just kinda hard to miss." For a split second the toad person (who will henceforth be referred to as Bubba) looked completely shocked that Gippal would insult him. Unfortunately for Bubba however, the blonde was just too quick and was already a dozen steps ahead of him, disappearing back into the crowd.

It was pretty obvious he didn't fit in here. From the constant looks of passer by and the way people (including toads) obviously tried to avoid brushing past him. Gippal would have liked to blame it on the eye patch, as it wasn't exactly normal in Spira either, but he knew that was just optimism talking. No, he was somewhere completely different. No Machina, no spheres, hell, not even any Hypello running around. This was weird.

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TAGS: Gippal for now.
WORDS: 3 7 1
OUTFIT: here
STATUS: Complete
MUSE: Rockin'.
CREDIT: kourtni @ CAUTION !

[Penelo]

Rabanastre was her home. She'd spent all her life here, except her adventurous vacations away from it with Vaan and the rest of them. She had always missed being here when she was away, the bustling Bangaa and Seeq, the laughter of the children running around with a new game in mind. The happy cheer from a merchant when they made a good sale. Vaan's laughing face when he saw something funny....She cleared her mind as she walked from the bazaar, her arms full of a basket of food she was taking over to Migelo's, for old times sake. The old Bangaa knew that with them acquiring another airship, they would be in and out of Rabanastre a lot because now that the cage was open for Vaan, it was very hard to get him to hang around in one place for more than a week.

But Penelo never minded working with Migelo either as a dancer for the customers or as a person to run errands for him, and at the moment, he needed all these items from one of the merchants in the Bazaar and Penelo had volunteered. She was taking the short cut when she noticed a blone guy with an eye patch run into a Bangaa and then deftly run away from him. Penelo trotted after him, because she didn't want to see this stranger get hurt. He really looked out of place, to boot. He was walking the opposite way of traffic flow, a pretty bad offense in this busy part of the city. She caught up to him with a little bit of maneuvering.

"You're lost." She guessed, and nodded her head towards the wall nearest them, there was a ledge with room for sitting that was currently open. She took his forearm, for good measure, and led him over to it. "I don't mean to be rude, but I don't want to see you get hurt, you see." She looked him over, because of her good discipline, she didn't constantly focus on his eye patch, she noticed his clothes were a style she had never seen before...and they just looked rather odd.

"Where are my manners? I'm Penelo, and this is Rabanastre." She said gesturing with one hand to the city around them.