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smoltol

[ Nero tol Scaeva had vanished into the Void - the leader of the Scaeva Ironworks. Gone. Even when Doga and Unei had been saved, he'd... vanished. It had been hard - but those left had promised to run the Scaeva Ironworks in his memory. Besides - Nero didn't die that easily.

But G'raha had still sealed himself away, a moon ago. To sleep, or so he'd said. But... the tower hadn't gone to sleep, as it should. It was locked, with messages in Allag written on screens. An error. Without Amon, it would not slumber.

It had been, well, a disaster. And now, on top of dwindled supplies, the broken Voidgate had opened again - light tendrils ripping out, something trying to escape.

Oops. ]

kururu

The Road

Maybe you’ve always been traveling this road. Maybe you just started. But, either way, now you have a companion. They say it’s not about the destination, it’s the journey. Now you’re going to have to find out.

1. Post-apocalyptic. There’s not much left of the world out there. But there’s still this road, and at the end of it, they say, there’s a haven.
2. Epic fantasy. It’s a long and winding road, through forests and plains, and all manner of treacherous fairies and giant spiders along the way. Supposedly, at the end of it there’s a castle, a dragon, and a treasure.
3. Yellow brick road! A journey through a world weird and wonderful, and at the end, if you’re lucky, is a way back home.
4. Road trip! Route 66, cheap motels, diners, small-town America and the open highway.
5. The Eternal Commute. Welcome to hell. Or New Jersey. Either way, really. The two of you are stuck in this car, in traffic, and you’re getting nowhere. Eventually, one day, you’re going to get to your destination.
6. Wilderness road. Maybe you’re lost, or stranded, or this is all you’ve ever known. All you know is there’s only one road in all this wilderness, and if you’re ever going to get back to civilisation, you’re going to have to follow it.
7. Shangri-La. You’ve heard a rumour about this road. It goes somewhere. Somewhere special. El Dorado. Atlantis. Camelot. But if you ever want to get there, you’re going to have to follow the road. Don’t stray.
8. WILDCARD

betterthangarlond

The first rule of exploration alone was to make sure you could keep your supplies could last - or, at least, you could scavage what you needed.

That was no problem for the robotic Nero, however - what did he need? (He needed so much, he needed to seem like them. It's why he set off alone again, seeking what he needed.) He'd not noticed how the land scanned different, how his recordings seemed to blip and glitch for a few moments, a few days ago.

(Perhaps he had noticed. But that wasn't important to him. N-not important, not like what he was out here for.)

What he had noticed, however, was familiar humming. Familiar, but different-- this wasn't something Garleans would hear. Damnit...!! He thought he'd stopped this.

Perhaps it was because he'd returned to the Flats. There was a lot of technology there - of course Amon would have had a hand in it. And of course--

Huh. There was somebody else wandering here, as well. Now, usually, the robotic Nero would ignore it. But he knew what happened last time, when he heard the hum - he was forced to shift and kill them, when they got closer to Omega. (Honestly, it was it being out of his control that he didn't like. This was his body. His choice.)

And so, he began to move over - bundling his wings behind him. Sure, his neck still glowed a soft blue, but that was easier to bullshit. Same with his fingers. "...You. I don't know what you're doing here, but I'd recommend you leave. Now."

Of course, he had no idea who he was talking to. Else he'd... he'd probably sound less confident.

catcred

[ There was always time to rest between times of activity - and Th'ancred needed it. He hadn't expected his brother to return, however - his nervous clicking made that clear.

Oh, but he wasn't just nervously clicking because of Pratsha - the man he'd thought dead. No, though he wouldn't hide it, how could he tell the others what he lost? His magic, however, was so enhanced. He could taste aether in the air, and if he wanted, he was sure he could see it. However, that would drain far too much from him. Though it hurt to not see anymore.

His room, of course, was a mess (or would seem it for a non-Miqo'te). Both him and his brother shared it - it was more of a campsite, for it felt more natural for the shaken Nunh. He was sitting, head to the wall, when his ears twitched. Prastha was there, he could hear it. His footsteps sounded different then others.

Miqo'te ears, after all, were sensitive. Perhaps his clicking was because of that - helping him see what he knew before. ]

...Is everybody out there going okay? [ Th'ancred asked, turning around. ]

betterthangarlond

[ Using a letter to invite Yua out to a small place Nero found - far from prying eyes, with affordable food and drink? It's strange for him. But perhaps it's because he has so many hounding over him - making sure he lived - he couldn't go and meet her to extend an invatation.

Really, it was a shock he could make it out of bed, let along to be sitting at a corner table. However, he was still quite visible, and clearly him. Of course he was - he'd slipped back into his Alchemists' Coat, nice and loosely draped from his body. Plus, who'd not notice the man who'd brought a small Magitek-esque minion with him, half-broken? (His hands were sore and tired and he needed something to work on. Engineers could never keep their minds still - even now, Nero pondered the next move of Omega, even if he couldn't see it.) ]

For both our sake, I hope you didn't mistake that for a love letter, hero.

betterthangarlond

[ Patrol.

Patrol.

The Sons were still waiting for the Sands, and it was night. Nero had left them - his deep glow had kept them awake before, and he could protect them. Ripping apart Gigas and luring away elementals.

Holding himself tall, Nero had just finished off another Gigas, their blood fresh on one of the floating hands around him. (Why bother fixing his own hands when these could be installed? Garlemald had done this, and Nero enjoyed that Cid had given him new hands.)

But even from the light red glow from his body, Nero could sense more movement. In a moment, he had rushed over--

--and moved to pin the one who'd appeared, eyes narrowed. This wasn't another common monster. ]

shieldless

[ Haurchefant had vanished from Johto, as he had seen the glory of Ho-Oh and Lugia - his Ampharos out by his side. For the day he awoke back in Eorzea, he awoke by his grave - cuddling that same Pokemon. For a moment, he had looked up to the grave, and he had realised it was his.

Was he home? Was he visible? The cold made it feel as if he was, but the large pink sheep made him feel as if he wasn't. For the last few hours, he had remained snuggled up to the oddly warm pink sheep, even if he had heard his Estinien growling at... somebody he didn't look up at. (It had been Francel, staring horrified and also amazed - Haurchefant...?) Francel, for his part, had backed away from the defensive Pokemon - instead moving to use his Linkpearl to call anybody he could. If he could reach anybody who knew anything, then he would.

And that happened to - though a few others - reach Naltryd. Not that Haurchefant knew, soft sobs leaving his body by the time she'd arrive. The cold was getting to him a little, but he didn't want to let go of his Pokemon, else they might vanish. A small bag near to him held the rest of his Pokeballs - even those from the PC system - but all he needed was Estinien at this time. ]

cleric_stance

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seafogblue

[ Go to the Dravanian Forelands to find where Haurchefant rested.

That was what the two - Emmanelle and Emmanellian had been told when asking where he'd taken off to.

Emmanelle had remained in Tailfeather, however - not just because her Chocobo was showing off to some of the wild ones nearby. Not at all. But because the path was nice and safe to the mountain follow that Haurchefant had taken over. It was the one which seemed to have crystal blood frozen on it, signposted for people who need help.

On the path, though, Emmanellian would feel like he was being watched. Because he was, by one who wanted to hunt down the dragon who cared for the outcast. Until there was a soft cry... the following Dragoon, in armour like the Azure Dragoon (if not very scratched up and broken), slipped onto the path behind him. ]

ruinimpendent

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betterthangarlond

[ It was one of those times where NOAH was still figuring out their way past the Labyrinth of the Ancients, and Nero was still lingering.

Today, though, he had found himself by the side of G'raha, when G'raha was taking a break. Not that Nero had been watching for it, of course not.

With a soft grunt, he flopped down next to him, holding a few of the tomestones that they'd been tasked to decyther. (Nero, honestly, had been asked not to join in this, but. Nero had waited until Rammbroes wasn't paying attention and stolen these ones.) ]

...You're all struggling with these?

ascienti

[ A few days after arriving - his legs re-appearing quite oddly - Umbrosa (Or, Urianger as he'd told her - though he prefered using the name Umbrosa with people) had calmed a little. Though his mind had been stolen by another, he was still a charming young man.

Having slung on a poncho - it hid his strangely strong body, he thought - him and T'rhabye had been stating in Papalydas' house.

Even if, when leaving the door, it seemed to shift and change every single time. (Many exits to the same house - it was confusing.)

And today, it had opened to the beach. There was confusion in Umbrosas' eyes, as he looked back into the house.

What should they do? ]

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ascienti

[ Urianger - or, Umbrosa as his documents said - had finally gotten free. Even if he didn't know where the others were... or if they were safe. Blood dripped from his injuries, imperials shooting at him. But either he had fallen deaf, or nobody was shooting at him anymore.

After a few moments, he realised it was the latter. Stumbling to sit, Umbrosa took off the stolen helm to begin to dab at the blood on his head. Damn... he'd survive. Wouldn't he? He didn't seem to notice anybody staring - though some were. A Garlean?! With the third eye and everything? His lips trembling, Umbrosa mumbled a single word. ]

...Help...

betterthangarlond

The Lily Bed apartments were often quiet, for they were rested far from any action. That is, when one of their residents was resting between projects. (Not the Sylph lady, however. Sasaxia was chaotic even if she wasn't around.)

No, in one of the lower-down rooms was Nero tol Scaeva - even if he had put down another name to buy the apartment. Being on the run was good and all, but it didn't give you time or gil. So, to continue his quest to seek out Omega, he'd taken up work of all sorts with Magitek. Claiming to be a reformed Garlean soldier - what a lie. The entrance to the apartment, however, didn't betray the lie. A messy desk lay at the side of the door, covered in plans and books. Well, he had a lot of bookshelves, filled with books from many Era.

Another thing about having a place to rest? He could let himself collect these books on so many subjects. But leaning on one of the wooden walls was Nero himself - dressed in his casual robes and mask.

He was waiting, a wine glass in his hand. (Sasaxia - that Sylph - had dropped off a drink that she claimed was from Lord Ramuh. A curiosity - a delusional lady? Free drinks were free, though, even if it sparked of electricity.)

paragon_bastard

[ A blind date, hm? Huguette had encouraged Emmanelle to go on one - after all that nonsense with her and Rose, after all, she should find a lover. And so, he'd even gone back into Ishgard, while it was at peace. Having your father being more then okay with weird multiversal shit helped, because she'd gotten reservations at one of the fanciest restaurants in Ishgard.

She was wearing red flowers in her hair - scanning for whomever this date could be. The other would have been told about it, she'd been told. Of course, Honoroit had snuck in her bag and was now wandering around the table, the cute but creepy doll pacing warily.

Hopefully it wouldn't fuck up, Emmy was used to things being fucked up because of her. ]

catcred

[ Sometimes Th'ancred needed a nice rest. And sometimes, he went to one of his alters. No, not the powerful ones. (Or so he thought.) No, just the hot lady him who was quite open to being flirty with him.

And, you know, one of the ladies he knew he didn't need to be a Nuhn about. And so, he was softly smiling as the two were together.

A thought crossed his mind. ]

...How much do you know of Miqo'te tribes, Thanaire?

catcred

[ Th'ancred had heard of the Make it Rain event, and had decided... well, he'd look cute in some of those clothes. And the bar there was good - and his daugher had gone, as well.

Perhaps he wanted to simply relax. The Scions were at rest - as far as they could be. They were preparing to see what the Source would bring - since it seemed to be a calm similar to periods of large activity.

But, for now, Th'ancred sat at the edge of the airship there, legs danging over. He could have teleported - he'd never been cursed by Flow - but he still wanted to feel the air against him. Sometimes he wondered if death was even a concept here. No, they'd be there soon, and he could gamble his heart away. (Maybe see if Alisaie would come home. She'd been set up there for days.) ]

shieldless

[ It was another regular day for the former people who lived in their own caverns - Haurchefant and Thancred. (And sometimes, Miscarlet.) Except that last night, Haurchefant had found a new man who'd been given poisoned blood - from him, in fact. (He was trying to be friends with the heretics, and they betrayed him.) Thancred had been with the Unicolt at the time - dearest Tataru - so he had finally gotten a chance to come see him, tired. ]

The heretics got another - but I feel this one will live.

[ Which makes him happy and a little more relaxed - even if he's holding bloodied robes in his hands, and holding back a growl. ]

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