[She's heading out the door of her apartment as she finishes off this conversation with Sigmund. As she walks, she's dictating a note into the journals.]If anyone needs to keep themselves busy or simply wants to help, I'll be needing a couple of volunteers to pack and organize supplies from the infirmary and the general store. Come find me if you ( Read more... )

The periodic explosions from next door aren't the most reassuring thing I can think of, but I suspect I'm getting used to them. They barely make me jump now ( Read more... )

[Someone has been immersed in a couple of very long and entirely too complicated history books in her apartment today, but she's noticed some of the commotion when she'd sporadically opened the journal, and it's confusing to say the least.]

I'm guessing something's happened, do I want to know what?

[...She's affected. Oh dear.]

Before next week is over, I think I'll seek out the spirit of healing magic at least and try to learn from them. With no way to replenish stocks of spells, I don't want to be caught flat-footed in an emergency. If anyone wants to come with me, I'd enjoy the company ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday, Selphie!

Considering the limitations we have here, what would you like for your present? Please don't ask me to bake.

[Anyone wanna meet Quisty? Well now's a chance to run into her - possibly literally. Now that the rain has broken, even if it's still a dull day, she's found a pair of sweatpants, fairly concealing tank top, and a pair of running shoes and is taking some exercise up and down some of the roadways. After all, as she said to Allen, out-of-shape ( Read more... )

[The voice is a bit tentative - clearly, the speaker feels a little silly talking into a book, without a radio, a phone, or any sort of transmission device built into it. But she keeps going, reserving final judgment on if this is absolutely crazy or not ( Read more... )

((OOC: Internet issues are fixed, so let's get this party started))[Quistis wakes slowly, curled up with her knees almost to her chin, as if to conserve body heat. She looks surprisingly peaceful - at least until she opens her eyes, only to see branches and leaves above her and feel a breeze she certainly shouldn't if she was indoors ( Read more... )

( App o' Doom )