It occurs to me - with the coming of warmer weather conditions, it may soon be possible to make further journeys beyond the limits of the city. The Chocobos will, if they are fit and able, prove a useful means of transportation. In the past, I have found that fiends are hesitant to attack when one is riding a Chocobo.

Basch, do you think this ( Read more... )

I can not understand why, should they wish us to survive, the scientists would see fit to overpopulate the city.

So great a number... there are hardly enough resources to provide for us all, surely?

I have never been superstitious, nor one to allow ill feeling to get the better of me. But this... I feel that I am being watched, even when alone, and I know many are filled with suspicion and doubt. Even the fiends sense it; which leads me to wonder, are we being prepared for something, or simply toyed with? Neither idea is appealing, yet, if we ( Read more... )

( Private, hackable to those who can )

I am aware that it has been some time since I last made a communication, and I do not desire to be 'prompted' by this device.

Penelo, should you wish to seek out a cactoid, I volunteer myself to assist you. Their rarity may make it challenging enough to find one, but, since your sighting remains recent, we stand a chance. If we are able to secure ( Read more... )

An entire year has passed. A year since I first set foot in this city, unaware of the trials which would await me. I never imagined, then, it would be so long that I would remain here...

I wonder, given the choice, how many would choose to remain in a place such as this, regardless of its dangers, for the sake of the bonds they have established with ( Read more... )

I... I'm home, but ( Read more... )

[There is much background noise, shouting and fighting, making it difficult to distinguish her words at first, but it sounds like Ashe could be talking about Gabranth before her voice becomes clear.]

They are bringing new people here at a time such as this? ...We must do what we can to endure this assault and overcome these fiends, these Noise, if ( Read more... )

[The minor force of Ashe's spell knocks the communicator into action. She's sitting on the floor, surrounded by a multitude of mismatched pots and containers, making water. She's slow in her task but appears focused and intent - obsessive, even - as if she's trying to keep herself deliberately occupied; keep herself from thinking.]

What I'd give for ( Read more... )

He is not yet awake...

( Private, to Balthier )