Fran, there is a rat in the apartment. Where is my rifle, dear?

Better intelligence will come in handy, next time. Fran, I do believe we need to talk about future endeavors. I would prefer to work at a greater vantage of independence.

At this point, there is but little to do. Even the curses provide little entertainment. That ridiculous spiel about drama and male pregnancy even did little to satiate this boredom. A man my age shouldn't be sitting outside the building in which he dwells, drinking the day away and brooding at passing children. What I wouldn't do for the Strahl to be here, and in perfect working condition from shine to flight.

But alas, this fair City and its 'powers that be' will it not. I must ask the question why. Why forbid that technological gift? Oy.

I'm getting cable, Fran.



Edit: Fran. Meet our new adolescent foolmonkey friend. A playmate for Vaan, should he show up. They can run from chocobos together.

Fran, do you believe Penelo or Lord Larsa are in need of anything? Yourself? I'll be gathering a few... essentials for the coming days. And stay inside, all of you. Seems a bit of an equally essential silly, albeit potentially beneficial deadly, curse is around today. I migt be gone a while.

I was walking about in a store much earlier, simply trying to get a feel for the culture here. What a bizarre culture, children. As if the concept of that 'Christmas' wasn't silly enough, beyond the appreciation you show to your loved ones, that is.

What is the exact purpose of this 'Valentine's Day'? A day of romance, a day to appreciate someone you love, yes yes, I saw that. But, much like Christmas, why must you people have a holiday to prompt such affection? Absolutely silly, I say.

( Private to Fran//unhackable )

I do believe meeting more acquaintances be the order of the day. After all, having more friends than not is certainly to the best of anyone's advantage.

Anyone free for the day?


((ooc: I remind you that Balthier is a pirate. While this doesn't mean he'll like knock you out and pillage your body, this DOES mean he'll be out to meet the more wealthy of citizens. And if you take him out to eat, expect a surprise bunny-girl there with Balthier conning his company into paying for both of them. Because they're mooches. Really, it'll save you in the end! Dote on them in person, decrease the chance of them pillaging your home later... if you're rich. :) ))

That's how the song goes, anyway. It seems the ideals are naught in the rush of things.

Fran, this bruise has yet to fade much at all. I should guess perhaps my best would be to gallop about with a eyepatch as a true pirate, eh?


OOC: In the rush about of things, Balthier decided to use money of which the origin I'm NOT going to ask to purchase the FFXII crew some gifts.

Penelo: She'll be receiving a bouquet of blue and white roses and carnations set in a rather nice vase, tied with a soft white handkerchief.

Larsa: He'll be receiving a few books detailing the life of a rather fascinating Earth leader named "Alexander the Great".

Basch: He'll be getting from Balthier a rather nice leather duster (like them cowboys wear :o).

Fran: Fran will be receiving gift-wrapped Balthier, two dozens of red roses, a rather intricately woven white veil and a dagger just as intricate. I'm not asking, Mary, and neither should you.

I will be out from the morn on, as it appears I've myself a situation.

( Private to Fran//unhackable )

An orientation other than guides on technology would lovely. Perhaps a tour guide? Fran has far better things to attend than that, so perhaps someone bored and needing a tip would be satisfactory.

Fancy this predicament. Might someone be so kind as to give me an orientation?

And point the way to the nearest bazaar, if anyone would be so kind. ...along with explaining this rather unpleasant heat and all this water, while you're at it. Tch.


((ooc: His location is Rem-mun's idea.))

I once skinned a man's face off with his own dentures.