... Well. That was odd. At least I was still a girl.

Anyways. Tony—I believe we have a date~

[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.]

... vilg. I feel like a vilgehk chocobo kicked me in the head.

. . .

. . .

But it was still fun~ Hope everyone liked our... presents.

. . .

So. Hey, Baralai~ Welcome to Hell the club. ♥






(OOC; And I forgot to mention; she doesn't yet know that Kakashi is gone. So someone can mention that to her, if they want~)

Riwwyr!

(OOC; THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE TURK!VINCENT, OKAY. She rly sucks at drawing. Mostly because I do. D:)

... but I suppose there's been little need until recently. ShuRa is fully established as its own independent company. Wesker is presently in custody - though I'm sorry to say it ultimately involved very little strategy.

Just some garden-variety manipulation.

Elena particularly. It's really rather a shame we couldn't bring over the others, but Maizuru's department...

... and then he broke the door. Needless to say, even I'm surprised that I hired him, but I suspect he will do very well. He's now in the STO, and though his reasons are rather... single-minded...

... ask myself often what you would do in my situation - perhaps more often on a personal than a professional level, as you were always better attuned to matters of the heart than I. Do the conditions surrounding the situation affect it that greatly? He wasn't aware of his actions. Would you have divorced him, if the situation had been...

... I've since been informed that the name doesn't exist...

... Your faithful friend...


... E lyh'd nayt yho uv dryd! Cdibet, sayhea rayt Yevonite yht rec cdibet knaah vumtan.

(OOC; Here, have incriminating evidence the files Rikku stole from Shu. Parts of them, anyway. All she did was match the letters on her keyboard to what he had typed, so she really doesn't understand any of it. But I'm sure you guys do~ ♥)

[Begin Recording]

(Silence for a few seconds, before there's the sound of leather slapping against concrete. It's her boots - those jumpsuits are made mostly of leather. Sad, I know.)

Ed'c kaddeh' tyngan uid. Kiacc syopa E cruimt cmaab haqd du Gippal duhekrd.

(Pause.)

Ajah druikr ra'c bnup'mo kud chocobo vmayc un cusadreh'. Pid... E kiacc ev syopa E cdaym ymm dra pmyhgadc, E fuh'd kad 'as.

(Pause again, and then cute giggling.)

... Oay, E mega dryd etay!

(More leather-on-concrete. Then she trips over a bucket full of bolts. Sound of metal scattering all over the place.)

. . .

(Sniffles.)

. . .

(She starts crying - wailing, actually. Very loudly. Ear-shatteringly so.)

DRYD RIND!

(She's still crying, but the recording cuts out on its own.)

[End Recording]

[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.)