[recording starts with a low, feminine groan. shifting of material-on-material. after a few seconds, all sound stops, and her breathing speeds up and becomes pretty shallow. suddenly, there's a scrambling, and her voice comes in, distinctly higher-pitched and panicky.]

Frana ys E?! What the—where's the—why am I not on the airship?

Brother, this had better not be one of your stupid games! If it is, so help me I'll damm Cid yht ryja res fruub ouin fundrmacc reta! Just wait 'till he finds out you left me on my own again. There's no way you'll get out of this one—not even Buddy will be able to save you.

[there's the sound of her taking a deep breath as if to continue, and then an abrupt pause. her tone becomes fascinated, curious.]

This is—rumo Shiva there is so much machina around here! Jeeze, whoever hangs out here has some great taste! I mean, look at these tools! [clanking of metal.] Jeeze, if Pops ever got in here, he'd about have a heart attack!

[the clinking continues, and eventually the recording cuts.]

[Begin Recording]

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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

WHERE AM I?! WHAT HAPPENED?! WHERE'S BROTHER?! FRO YNAH'D E UH DRA AIRSHIP?!

BROTHER!

[End Recording]

(OOC; ... Have 15-year-old Rikku. ♥)

Cdub ed, Brother. Oui'na clynehk Yunie.

E cfayn, uhla Weiss lusac pylg vnus franajan ra ec, E fuh'd cdub res ev ra dneac du gelg ouin ycc.

[Begin Recording]

(Silence for a few seconds, before she sniffles - she's obviously been crying. Her voice is shaky and, well, childlike.)

Frana ys E? Frana'c Brother? Byby dumt res ra'c hud cibbucat du mayja sa mega dryd.

(Another sniffle, and then she hiccups a few times.)

Gippal? Frana yna oui? E fuga ib vnus so hyb, yht oui fana kuha, duu. Drec ech'd vyen - oui puoc ymfyoc mayja sa po socamv. Syopa E'mm zicd bid cyht eh ouin crundc ykyeh. Dryd'mm daylr oui.

(A couple more hiccups.)

E fyhd du ku Home.

[End Recording]

(OOC; Yaaay for the age!event~ So yes, Rikku has been tossed back to about seven years old or so. And this is what she and Gippal look like. Of course, Gippal has his eye patch on. Otherwise, the outfits and their physical proportions are accurate. By the way, it's likely that Rikku will wear her goggles 24/7 and Gippal will have his gasmask on a lot; they haven’t gotten to the age yet where they know it's okay for them to show their ethnicity. Everybody go aww.

P.S.; She only speaks Al Bhed and a tiny bit of broken English. Enjoy. ♥

P.P.S.; Her memories consist of Spira up until she was - what did I say? - seven years old. She has some Purg!memories, mostly of people's names, places to hide, etc. She has no idea that Home no longer exists and her knowledge of Yuna is limited, whereas she has no idea who the other Guardians are.)

... I'm sick.

Gippal, don't blow anything up, okay? Just because I'll be in my room all day doesn't mean I can't find ways to beat you with a wrench.

Brother... ryja vih uh dra airship yht tnehg cusadrehk cdnuhk vun sa. Yht... cunno.

Vilgehk hekrdsynac. Frana ra vilg ec ra, yhofyo?

(OOC; Strike hackable only by extremely computer savvy people, a.k.a. other Al Bhed, etc.)

Mr. Rufruf Rufus~ Bella and I are hijacking a room or two or five on the second floor of the ShinRa building tonight. And maybe the kitchen, too. Just so you know~






(OOC; Strikes unhackable~)

. . .

I seriously need a vacation. Or a drink. Nhadala, what're you doing right now? I know a place where we can go. Paine, you should come, too.

Brother, stay home and try not to get eaten by anything with an abnormally long tongue. I've heard there are a few fiends like that running around.  

(OOC; Lol she's having a moment. ):  Someone go with her while she gets drunk forgets about her worries, 'kay?)

[Begin Recording]

Lyh'd... haat dras... (whimper)

Haat... Cid.. Brother.... pnudranc.

(thump as she falls)

Keyakku... kuha.

Kuha, kuha, kuha.

... mujan.

Cu syho.

(violent coughing)

[Trying to Reconnect...]

[Trying to Reconnect...]

[CONNECTION TERMINATED]

[Begin Recording]

It's storming... (thunder)

KYAHHHHHHHHH!

Gotta... gotta find a place to g-go...

Haat.. haat du reta. (thump as she falls)

C-cred...

(door slams)

[End Recording]

(OOC; I forget whether or not voice posts are okay, so someone let me know, please? >.>;)

... Ed'c hud vyen. E fyhd Brother, un ajah Gippal. Cusauha E ghuf, yhouha yd ymm. Mucehk uha pnudran vamd yc ev cusauha lid y beala uv sa uvv. E tuh’d ghuf fryd E’mm tu ev E hajan kad dra udranc pylg.

(OOC; A nifty Al Bhed translator can be found here in case someone feels like getting the gist of what she said. ♥)