Final Fantasy IX RP (for broken saint)

[finalfantasyIXfanboy]

Thick clouds of steam wafted down on the industrial city of Lundblum. The large hanger, which housed Lindblum’s famous Airship Fleet, stood in the center of the city, towering high above the various districts. The steam was rising from the engineering district, as the sun began to rise, ushering in a new day for the city. The hustle and bustle of crowds upon crowds of people began to file into the streets. Shopkeepers set up shop, while tourists gathered up their families to “ooo” and “aaaah” at the many incredible sights that the city had to offer.

Waving through the sea of people that flooded the city gates was Elmud. The 17 year old boy had wavy brown hair, with dark green eyes, and sporting a fairly pale complexion. Elmud wore dark brown, baggy pants with a rope belt, a beige t-shirt, and a black dusty and ripped jacket. Slinging a large bag over his shoulder and holding a large box at his side, Elmud made his way to the air-cab service. He had been traveling around the world, searching for various ingredients for his potions.

The alchemist had a sister who lived in Lindblum, whom he had not seen for many, many years. Once he found himself in the area, Elmud decided that he’d pay her a visit. He had always felt somewhat guilty for separating from her, since they grew up as orphans together.

Through quite a number of inquiries, Elmud had narrowed down his sister’s whereabouts to the Theatre District. This was a place for bards and actors to weave their tales, but for those who actually took residence in such a place, instead of the Residential District, meant that they were not financially well off (being home to starving artists and such). What normally would take an hour to walk to from the city gates, the air cab made the travel to the Theatre District a breezy 10 minutes. Elmud stepped out and looked around; not sure where to go next. He set down his bag and box on the ground for a moment, turning his back to them, looking around naively.

[RavenSaint]

(Sorry for forgetting to reply. >_> I hope this reply is good enough however. And I couldn't think of a better name at the moment, lol.)

Lindblum is indeed a massive city where the line 'you make it here, you can make it anywhere' could have possibly came from...but so could the line 'you fail here, you won't succeed anywhere else' since the Threatre District is full of people who are not only broke but are also better off dead. It was uniquely here that a famous, or better phrased infamous, individual lives.

Sliding through the crowd and all the shortcuts in this district is that individual, a female called Lily. Well nobody actually knows her name except her her brother but she haven't sen him in years so she wouldn't fully recognise him if he so happens to show up one day...not that she minded too much though. Since she originally left him, even though orphaned together, because he seem more interested in alchemy than his actually sister. But since she had no money on her, the only thing for Lily to do is steal what she needs to live, ranging from food to money and even pieces of clothing. Her one rule however, discounting the obvious 'don't get caught,' is to only steal from the rich...which is figurately easy since rich people often come to this district to be entertained by the performers.

In a white robe, with a white hood on, and some kind of face mask, that only covers her mouth and nose, Lily sneakily followed a specific air cab with the safe prediction that only rich people ride them. After a good ten minutes the cab finally stopped and a male exited it, something about this male gave the female a 'have I seen him before' vibe and considered him being a waste of effort, after guessing that he isn't that wealthy...until she spotted a pretty looking flower in his bag. "It ain't going to get me money but it does look pretty," roamed Lily's mind as she decided to loot the bag, seeing him having his back to the bag as the perfect opportunity. So the female got closer and closer until she was right next to the bag. She then reached her right hand in to grab the flower, confidently guessing that he is too naive to notice anything.

[finalfantasyIXfanboy]

The sun blanketed Elmud’s face, blinding his eyes somewhat, as he looked around. He held a hand just above his eyebrows, trying to shield his eyes, but still trying to observe his surroundings. His box was filled with various glassware and equipment, while his bag was full of a plethora of herbs and ingredients. The bag was filled to the brim often. Most of the time, it was overflowing with vines, roots, and flowers, which would be sticking out from the zipper, as Elmud would be unable to zip it close due to the large quantity of items within.

Through sheer luck, Elmud would turn his gaze behind him, and he would find a white robed woman…. Reaching into his bag!

“H-hey!” Elmud exclaimed. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” While his voice shook ever so slightly, it still retained a fair amount of assertiveness. While not the greatest fighter in the world, Elmud still knew that a person had to still do their best to stand up to those who try to wrong them. He wasn’t gonna let anyone steal some of his precious ingredients, after all! Elmud confidently moved over to her, to apprehend the thief, but his foot snagged itself against the bag…

Elmud’s confident saunter over to the thief had turned into a clumsy fall forward. He tumbled into the girl, and after opening his eyes, he found himself on top of her…in the middle of the busy street. Elmud just stared for a moment. Her eyes…. Looked so familiar. Then Elmud realized he was lying on top of a woman. His face turned bright red as he jumped up off of her.

“A-ahem!” Elmud cleared his throat, as he brushed off some dirt. “So, like I was saying before… What exactly do you think you were doing? Reaching into my bag? Hmmmmmm?”

[RavenSaint]

Lily was tremendously surprised when Elmud turned around, mentally cursing herself at being spotted. She refused to make a comment even though he did ask a question, barely noticing the slight shake in his voice even though it did sound assertive. Her hand was close to grabbing the flower, since it was sticking out from the zipper, but when he began to move over towards her the female was ready to cast a spell that would momentarily drift his attention away.

Yet what she didn't expect was for Elmud's foot getting snagged and ended up being tumbled upon. Lily squirmed but couldn't move from under the male's body while blushing at the fact he was on top of her in a busy street, mentally blessing her half mask for covering this blush, yet something about his eyes...they look so familiar...almost as if she have seen them before.

Another fortunate thing was that, during the fall, she was barely able to get the flower she wanted. So while he got off her Lily placed the flower over her right ear, just like an art teach would sometimes do with a pencil, before getting herself up to her feet. "I saw somebody stick some stupid leaflet to your bag and I thought it would a nice of me to take it off," the female instantly thought of a lie, since many small businesses here would try to promote themselves in any way like sticking leaflets to something of somebody elses, while guessing that he won't know that he is missing this one flower.