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1st moon [accidental video]

Did... did we fail? Did that being somehow kill us all?

[The video post must accidental, because it shows a naked, pale male chest. It looks like someone is holding his journal against himself in a desperate attempt to ward off the cold.]

I cannot remember him attacking... Perhaps I hit my head? But would the afterlife not heal such wounds? [The sound of rustling hair.] No blood, and no swelling. Perhaps the wound can be healed, but the amnesia cannot? ...I suppose it matters not, in the end.

[His feet barely make any noise on the ground, but his body is obviously moving, even from such a close range.]

I should be thankful I appear to be the only one present at least. Perhaps Ceodore and the others have survived... As long as this crisis is averted, my death is an acceptable price to pay. But still, I’d hoped...

[But whatever he’d hoped, he does not say.]

...I should try to find my sword and shield. This afterlife might not be as pleasant as it appears to be.

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We have pizza?

[Ceodore's developed a fondness for the stuff and junk food in general. Also, hi there family! Have Dad's armor if you please. He'll just be rummaging the fridge for the pizza.]

It does look much more advanced than the technology we have at home. But are we truly expected to start a fire in such a restrained metal container?

[Yup, opening and closing and opening that oven door.]

In other words, we are beneath their consideration. I suppose this means we'll have to fight to regain our freedom.

...Fresh fruit. I've not had any in days, perhaps even weeks.

[And did Ceodore just show up? Why yes, Ceodore just showed up. Hopefully he's not holding anything, because he's getting the biggest hug he's had in years.]

Ceodore. You truly are here, and unharmed!

[Rydia's about to hurriedly explain why starting a fire in the oven would NOT be a good idea when it sinks in that Ceodore is here. She smiles warmly as Cecil embraces his son.]

He's been so helpful while here. You would be proud of him.

[More than he is anyway.]

[Well not anymore he's not. The armor had to go on the floor for the pizza... which is also now on the floor. He's thrilled to have his dad back but this hugging thing? WHAT IF SELPHIE SEES?! And Rydia is right there. Time to be squirming away.]

F-father! I'm fine.

[C'mon, let gooooooooo! This is so not manly.]

[Fine, fine, he'll let Ceodore go, though he still stays pretty close. Rydia's words words make him smile a little, too.]

I apologize. I simply... I was worried we'd all been killed...

[Rydia winces at that thought, though she covers for this by going about the kitchen to fetch food and place it on the table.]

I would hope not. We're made of sterner stuff than that, all of us.

[Except Kain, who died three times so far, but...still not mentioning that.]

[Ceodore cringes too, but doesn't do such a hot job of covering it. He'd known the moment Cecil had been killed in the one draft, and had been the unfortunate soul to find Rydia with her wings ripped off. And if that weren't enough, got saved from it himself by Kain.

He shoots Rydia a look like what do I say?! because he's almost certain she's going to be angry if he blabs.]

Considering the enemy we were facing, death was not that farfetched a scenario.

[But he sees that wince. And he sees that look. And he feels terrible, terrible dread.]

...Ceodore, is there anything you are not telling me?

[Sigh. Dangit, Ceodore, why did you have to do that?]

It's nothing, really. Nothing permanent.

[Because he's incapable of lying and he still feels guilty about the whole thing.]

Uh, w-well, um...

[Looking between the two of them because even a small fib about the matter is impossible for him.]

Sometimes people die here and are revived.

...Revived? That would take more than a Raise spell...

[He's staring a little. He might need a reboot.]

But if there are no monsters here, does this mean that there exists a spell that can reverse natural deaths?

[He's not a magic expert, but he knows that would be an important discovery.]

[Rydia shakes her head.]

No, there isn't. And there aren't monsters here, exactly, but sometimes people are drafted to fight battles outside the barrier.

[She glances to Ceodore, letting him know that she's not really annoyed...just was hoping to spare Cecil from the details for a bit.]

[Ceodore just nods in agreement, although if he looks a little angsty, there's a reason for that.]

Edited 2011-03-09 20:00 (UTC)

They kidnap us, take away part of our powers, and after all of that they force us to fight for them? Who do they think they are?

[His hands are clenched so tightly his nails almost draw blood. It's easy to tell he'd truly like to put the Malnosso to the sword.]

[Rydia doesn't look as though she would protest that at all. If it was possible, she would have Meteored them all long ago.]

The ones who hold the most power here, though don't think we aren't looking to change that. I'd love nothing more than to break their hold on us. Even if we can't return, we still deserve to live a life free of experimentation and forced battle.

[Leave it to Ceodore to inject some of his mother's kindness into the situation.]

But better us than the civilians or children. They don't belong out there.

...Yes. Yes, you're right. Someone has to fight in their place.

[He calms down, slightly. But he's still angry, and it shows.]

Have their been any attempts to overthrow them? Do we have anything they might want or need?

[Rydia takes to pacing, answering the second part.]

They want us for their experiments and as fodder...that's all I know for sure, really. I can't even say they want us for our powers, since they have plenty of people here with none. If there's a viable pattern, it has yet to be revealed.

I don't believe that one that says they can't help it.

[Ceodore doesn't like the Malnosso or their methods any more than the other two do. It takes a lot to break the boy's trust, but he'd just as soon end their captors himself. He's pretty fed up with having the people he cares about messed with.]

[Cecil leans against the oven and sighs.]

This is the second time in mere weeks I find myself in a situation where I cannot be certain I have the power to do anything, and I am starting to hate it. Are we supposed to merely play along until the opportunity to rebel arises?

Edited 2011-03-10 17:00 (UTC)

[As much as Rydia hates to say it....]

More or less, unless you can find out something we don't about them and how to fix this. With our abilities not at full power, that barrier in place and those Malnosso elusive...it hasn't been easy. But if there was a chance to do something about them, I'm sure there would be a lot of people willing to jump at it.

[The concept that his father could possibly ever feel powerless is so foreign to Ceodore, who's idolized the man from birth, that he just stands there staring dumbfounded.]

I'll look for a sword and start training, then. Perhaps with enough time, I could bring my strength back to its usual levels. I might also try to figure out new band combinations... Between the five of us, we'd have access to a few, but since most of you have never used them... We need all the power we can get.

[Don't worry, Ceodore. Cecil will change that powerlessness into determination quickly.]

Edited 2011-03-11 00:06 (UTC)

[Rydia nods, eager to learn more Bands.]

There's a good place to train--the battle dome. It's pretty close by, so I can show you soon. In there, we can simulate environments to mimic those we know at home, fighting monsters that we know...or pick something completely different, if we so choose. Kain and I have spent considerable time there.

[There's a pause and considering look, as she wonders what to tell Cecil about Kain....]

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