A little Light, a little Dark (Open)

[Vivi Orunitia]

In all of Twilight Town, there weren't many people who didn't know everybody. It was a small town in all. A tiny world where little lives carried on despite the troubles in the universe around it. School, work, buy, sell, sleep. eat... same old same old.

Vivi liked this life. He'd never really known any other. It was nice to have a place to call home. Even if he really didn't look like anyone from this place or have any idea where he'd come from originally. Such questions seemed unimportant most of the time. Vivi hadn't really thought about it.

He had been accepted by these people despite his looks as a child who needed care and a home. His friends had accepted him even though he felt he couldn't really do much.

Even at this moment after school, Vivi was not really certain how to go about playing the part of a disciplinary except to be their gofer. But he wasn't unhappy with his lot. For some strange reason, Vivi never seemed malcontent or easily angered. Even up to this point, no one in Twilight Town had ever seen Vivi get upset. The curious innocent just seemed to like being around and while he was not ridiculously happy, he was never really sad.

Such had been his life for about two years. He couldn't remember anything before that. Seifer, Fuu and Rai had found him on the station stairs. After a short search for his parents, and confirmation that he had not been brought here by train because the ticket vendor and conductor had never seen him before, it was just accepted that Vivi was here to stay until his real parents came to find him. Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into years...

The littlest mage wasn't thinking about that at the moment, however. He was walking through town towards the sandlot and considering taking the tram through just so he would be able to ride it. Unfortunately, as is Vivi's luck, he missed the tram.
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OOC: All are invited

[Zidane Tribal]

Zidane walked down the dingy streets of Port Royal, having ended up there by chance after his world seemed to be assaulted by the Darkness... However, he looked at things with a hopeful light. Maybe everyone ended up here! He then heard the laughter of gruff men coming from a building with the words "The Laughing Pig" over the door. Seems like a tavern? He stepped forward to see several men joyfully singing, others playing cards, and women serving pitcher upon pitcher of beer...

"... Alright, not a bad place to start..." he muttered. He stepped in, and raised a hand.

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The singing had intensified, and beer was being served by what seemed like the barrel full. Zidane was in the middle of the group, clearly drunk out of his mind, and laughing along as one of the older men sang a jovial sailing song about pirates and storms and the Black Pearl. He danced and spun, the world spinning, spinning, spinning...


Spinning as he was brought to his knees, his eyes coming into focus as he looked up at an incredibly ugly woman and what looked like a White Rabbit next to her. Flat men stood on each side, adorned with heartsand other symbols. The ugliness of the woman made Zidane scream at the top of his lungs. For a split second, the hungover thief thought he was looking at Queen Brahne!

"OFF WITH HIS HEAD! HE HAS BROKEN THE MOST SACRED OF LAWS! HE HAS VIOLATED MY ROSE GARDEN! OFF WITH IT! OFFFFFFFFFFFF!"

"... Aw..."

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In that next instant, Zidane fell from the sky in Twilight Town, his hands still bound. He blinked and looked down, seeing what he could have sworn was a little mage that he-

Thud.

Everything was dark.

Zidane laid there, dazed, hungover, hands bound, and scuffed up and dirty. He opened his eyes slowly, pushing himself over into a sitting position with little difficulty. He shook his throbbing head, grit his teeth, and opened one eye, seeing the blurred form of Vivi in front of him.

"... Must... be... h-" he then proceeded to topple over on his side, drifting back out of consciousness.

Must be home... good to see you, little brother....

[Vivi Orunitia]

The littlest mage had found the stranger laying in one of the side alleys that were all over the little town. He seemed kinda familiar in a strange way so little Vivi had stopped to make sure everything was alright.

Even though Seifer would kick him around like a soccer ball if he was late to practice, Vivi couldn't help but be drawn to this stranger in blue. The person seemed to be coming too for a moment and murmured something before falling back down. Vivi then noticed his hands were bound and reached out to undo them before stopping and pulling back to wrap his collar around his face.

'It smells awful!' He thought to himself, wondering how in the world anything could smell so... rank! Vivi had never smelled a bar or a pig pen but he guessed the stranger could easily be smelling of both.

With one hand holding his collar shut over his invisible nose and mouth, Vivi used the other hand to work at the ropes and loosen them.

After his hands were free, Vivi took a moment to look him over and make sure he wasn't badly injured. It was part of the Committee's job after all, to make sure there was no trouble in Twilight Town and punish people who made trouble. It never had occurred to the little mage that the stranger lying dirty in the alley might be the troubler rather than the troublee.

Brushing some of the hair out of the blonde boy's eyes, Vivi couldn't help but think the person looked familiar somehow...