Selphie Tilmitt

[Since she got orders from Squall to check around for Guardian Forces, Selphie's been busy scouring the town, training on the monsters that get in her path searching for the critters. Damn some of those critter pack a punch as they've gotten Selphie a few times as can be noticed from the bite marks on her arms and legs. She just really, really hopes that Carbuncle decides to pay her a visit because she loves the little guy regardless of how many monsters try to take a bite out of her. Don't worry about her too much though, she's got some potions on her and she used a haste to be able to dart through the areas quickly. Knowing what you were facing is just as important as fighting it down.

However, Selphie came skidding to a halt before ducking into a vacant, dilapidated building and pulled open her backpack to use her journal. She hits the button for video and focuses the camera on the blackness of the barrier. If you look hard enough, one might just see the faint outline of a very unfriendly and unwanted guest. Afterwards, Selphie's got a serious look on her face. If it's who she thinks it is, it's bad news for Luceti.]

Hey uh... Squall? Is that who I think it is? I just hope that Eden doesn't show up or we're all screwed!

[Anybody who wants to run into Selphie wailing on monsters with her morning star, go right ahead!]

[Selphie's been reading or listening to the journal entries, waiting for some sign of her friends from home to pop on the network. She figures that Irvine would be hitting on all the girls here over the network and she'd have to go tell him to knock it off or some such nonsense but even then... he hasn't said two peeps since Quistis disappeared. Squall wasn't much for talking anyway but he usually popped up when she needed help. More importantly... where were Rinoa or Sir Laguna or Raine for that matter?

The thought of being left here without any of her support circle from back puts a fearful glint in Selphie's eyes as the camera catches that shot before she can place her hand over the lens. If there's a way to change that picture, she hasn't quite figured it out yet. So instead, Selphie's decided to ask a question instead.]

I can't believe I'm gonna be eighteen soon. It's a pretty important milestone, so I wanna do something to celebrate I just... don't know what. It's making me miss home a bit because we'd go sneak off to the movie theatre in the town near Trabia Garden but... hmmmm... I'll think of something!

Anyway, how's everybody doing?

[So after three days of trying to convince the clinic staff that she was fine, Selphie was finally released from the coop! It took her longer than usual to get back to the apartment in Community Housing 3 and even longer to make it to the third floor. By the time Selphie makes it to the door, she's fumbling with the keys before she opens the doors and tries to sneak in as quietly as possible. The perky brunette can't hold in the sneeze from the dust that's been collecting on the furniture.

That's odd... the place is usually spotless. Selphie swallows nervously before calling out. She places her journal and a bag with her ruined clothes on the table.]

Quisty? You home?

[Selphie's footsteps echo throughout the empty apartment before she throws open the door to Quistis' room and finds it empty of its contents including one of her best friends. There's a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that won't go away.]

If this is a joke, it's not funny... and so not your style.

Quisty?

[Selphie looks up and sees that her journal's open and quickly slams the book shut, promptly ending the feed.]

If anybody can use black magic, water and ice magic work wonders! Ice magic works best but I kinda ran out so... If only we could use Shiva's power. :(

Everybody okay? Quisty? Irvine? Squall? Everybody I've met! Drop me a line and let me know you're okay! If you don't, I'm hunting each and every one of you down.

I really hope this kinda stuff doesn't happen often.

What the heck happened to me? One moment, I'm sleeping in my bed, minding my own business and then I wake up and find myself in a forest.

If this is some kind of joke, somebody's got a lot of explaining to do. My shoulders are sore, my clothes and nunchaku are gone but this white dress isn't bad at all I suppose.

But seriously, if this is a joke, somebody's in for a world of trouble!