I [voice > video]
…Please initial here, here…
Umm…e-excuse me Miss…
…and if you would fill out this form and sign and date it…
B-but you said Gaia’s gone. I was just there, it can’t be-
…When you’ve finish all that, take the release form to that desk over there. Also, it would be appreciated if you could fill out this survey…
But Miss, what about my frie- Ahh!
[There was an obvious crash of papers plus little boy tripping.]
Now look what you did. Now I’m going to have to reorder everything.
I-I’m sorry. I’ll help clean-
No you won’t. Just get out of here.
But I-
I said out!
[Scary receptionist got what she wanted: the Pointy-Hat booked it to a corner out of everyone’s way. Throwing down his pile, the video function accidentally got knocked on and revealing the clumsy little boy heard over the Guide didn’t exactly look like a normal little boy. Maybe it had something to do with the glowing yellow eyes or the fact the kid had no visible facial features.]
[Yeah, go ahead and stare; Vivi’s used to it at this point.]
I have to get home. Kuja couldn’t have won…could he-?
[Gloved hands tugged at the oversized hat almost in defiance.]
No. Zidane wouldn’t go down without fighting it. Something else had to have happened. I have to get back and help. But…
Where am I?
[Poor Vivi. Everything’s too much to take in that he’s just now noticing his surroundings. And talk about a fish out of water.]
It looks a little like Terra now that I think of it…no, that’s not right. We watched Kuja destroy that world. So… [tug tug] I have no idea. [Slump of defeat.] What do these people expect me to do with a towel and this weird looking spellbook?
[Vivi examined the Guide for a few minutes, finding absolutely nothing. Not like there was any chance he'd know what it really was.]
Zidane…Steiner…Dagger…everyone…please be okay.
Umm…e-excuse me Miss…
…and if you would fill out this form and sign and date it…
B-but you said Gaia’s gone. I was just there, it can’t be-
…When you’ve finish all that, take the release form to that desk over there. Also, it would be appreciated if you could fill out this survey…
But Miss, what about my frie- Ahh!
[There was an obvious crash of papers plus little boy tripping.]
Now look what you did. Now I’m going to have to reorder everything.
I-I’m sorry. I’ll help clean-
No you won’t. Just get out of here.
But I-
I said out!
[Scary receptionist got what she wanted: the Pointy-Hat booked it to a corner out of everyone’s way. Throwing down his pile, the video function accidentally got knocked on and revealing the clumsy little boy heard over the Guide didn’t exactly look like a normal little boy. Maybe it had something to do with the glowing yellow eyes or the fact the kid had no visible facial features.]
[Yeah, go ahead and stare; Vivi’s used to it at this point.]
I have to get home. Kuja couldn’t have won…could he-?
[Gloved hands tugged at the oversized hat almost in defiance.]
No. Zidane wouldn’t go down without fighting it. Something else had to have happened. I have to get back and help. But…
Where am I?
[Poor Vivi. Everything’s too much to take in that he’s just now noticing his surroundings. And talk about a fish out of water.]
It looks a little like Terra now that I think of it…no, that’s not right. We watched Kuja destroy that world. So… [tug tug] I have no idea. [Slump of defeat.] What do these people expect me to do with a towel and this weird looking spellbook?
[Vivi examined the Guide for a few minutes, finding absolutely nothing. Not like there was any chance he'd know what it really was.]
Zidane…Steiner…Dagger…everyone…please be okay.