021; voice [january 2nd, early night]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
Is thar somethin' wrong with me hair? Because t' villagers keep lookin' at me funny.

Also, I don't know why I'm talkin' like this, but it's kind o' fun.

020; video [december 30th, early evening]
.well.that.was.new.
[info]skypiratejr
[The video feed skips a couple times before stabilizing. Vaan is looking considerably healthier for having been a zombie just minutes before. Instead of rushing off into the outdoors as some might have expected him to do, he's instead in the rooming hall, standing in front of his door and looking like he's seen a ghost.]

Reks... he's here... Where is he? Reks! Where are you?

[He runs a hand down his face as he tries to process why he feels like he's seriously missing something. The last thing he remembers is being in the Leaky Room and running into Kanda... his expression visibly changes as he remembers dying. And then for some reason a weird dream where he was five and get a pot of Galbana lilies as a present. And then... the Main Hallway and the front door being open. He quickly brings up the current date.]

A week?! I'm missing a whole WEEK?!

019; action [december 28, day]
.gotta.get.outta.here.
[info]skypiratejr
[To say that Vaan is feeling rather sick, would be putting it lightly. After getting attacked by that weird monster in the Leaky Room, he'd returned to his room to rest, partially because, for whatever reason, the rooming area seemed to be the safest part of the house, and partially because Vaan was very unnerved by the fact none of the places the monster had injured him were bleeding. He'd been bitten and scratched and in general worked over by the insanely strong monster, but there was no blood. And it wasn't long after that that Vaan started to feel a bit ill. So he'd curled up on his bed and attempted to sleep it off. But now, a few hours later, he's developed a raging fever and his mind has started to wander.]

018; action [december 25th, morning]
.just.keep.on.trying.
[info]skypiratejr
[A five year old Vaan is sitting in the Sitting room, the package with his name on the label in front of him. He's already gone through his stocking and empty candy wrappers litter the floor around him. Stuffing another candy in his mouth, Vaan sets to work on the wrapping paper of his present. When he finally gets it open, he sits and stares at it for a moment.]

Galbana lilies? Reks is the one that likes them. I was hoping for a sword.

[He pokes at one of the blossoms morosely.]

017; action [december 23rd, early morning]
.gotta.get.outta.here.
[info]skypiratejr
[The constant dripping sound in the Leaky Room echoes slightly, making the room almost seem larger than it really is. Laying off to one side is Vaan, face pale and eyes closed, his skin cold to the touch but with a small flicker of warm where his heart is, belying the life that shouldn't be there anymore. His breathing is shallow and barely perceptible even at second glance, but the sword marks on his torso aren't. A couple slashes to damage organs, and one stab to finish the job. Though the wounds seem almost fresh, they don't bleed, but from the dried blood on the floor around Vaan and on his clothes, they had been earlier.]

016; text [december 21st, late night]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
Not again.

Just what's the point of trapping people in here if they're going to just get sent away days later?

015; action [december 16th, late night]
.what.was.that.
[info]skypiratejr
[It's been a couple days, but Vaan is still rather unsettled by what happened in his nightmare. He catches himself, now and then, looking to make sure there really aren't any new scars on his body. But each time it's just the same faded old ones. Even though the events of the dream are as vivid as can be in his memory, there's not physical proof it happened. Except it did happen, because Balthier remembers, too.

Frowning, Vaan makes a long circuit through the house as he thinks, unwilling to go to sleep just yet. By all accounts, he should be dead. He remembers the pain quite well, the feel of the sandy dungeon floor beneath his body, the smell of his own blood... But the next thing he remembers is waking up in his bed. Alive. Which he was very, very grateful for. Better to be alive in this house than dead in Nalbina.

Trying doors as he walks along, Vaan holds back his frustration as they all remain locked to his touch. It's not easy, especially with the music that's been following him around, ALL DAY. Eventually, he makes his way to the basement. Not that there's much of it yet, apart from the furnace room that was found the previous night. And then he notices a door standing ajar. A door that had been locked when he'd tried it earlier in the day. And through that open door, Vaan recognises a faint glow.]


Finally!

[Rushing forward, Vaan pushes open the door to the Glyph room completely. It looks the same as when he'd last seen it, walls glowing softly with strange writing he can't make heads or tails of. But... now what? The note that had been left behind when the Magic Eight ball vanished had said to come to the room. At the time, he'd hoped that maybe the glyphs would actually be readable, but they weren't. As far as Vaan can tell, the room was no different. Disappointed, he turns to leave... and hears something clink against his boot. Bending down, he picks up the object.]

A key?

[Or more precisely, HALF of a key.]


[ooc: REMEMBER THIS? Yeah, the key half is the result of that note.]

015; action [december 14th, late night]
.gotta.get.outta.here.
[info]skypiratejr
[Vaan had very much enjoyed the dream portion of the day, managing to remain blissfully ignorant of the fact he was still in the House. Dreaming himself somehow returned to Dalmasca, Vaan had wiled away the daylight hours as he usually did at home, hunting up odd jobs here and there and working hard toward that goal of his own ship. And dropping back by Miguelo's often to bug Penelo.

But now it's night, and things have taken a turn for the bad.

Penelo's not at their place when Vaan comes home for dinner. It doesn't take Vaan long to get worried, after all Penelo always scolds him when he's late getting back. Grabbing his sword, Vaan hits the streets, looking for Penelo. He plans to enlist Kytes and Filo, but he can't find them anywhere. In fact, he can't find anyone anywhere. The streets are empty, doors closed and windows tightly shuttered.

And then Vaan hears a sound that sends a shiver down his back. An explosion, very close by. Gripping his sword hilt, Vaan peeks around a corner. Down the street a building is in flames, and the silent streets are suddenly filled with screaming. But it's not the fire that catches Vaan's attention. It's the semi-circle of Imperial soldiers standing in front of it, preventing people from reaching the building to put the fire out. From a top window, a little girl leans out, crying in terror.

Penelo would have stopped at this point and thought about why the Imperial solders are even there in the first place and what that might mean for Lady Ashe and Larsa. But not Vaan. Old habits die hard, and just seeing the Imperial solders terrorizing Dalmascans once again makes him lose his cool. Sword out, he charges the nearest Imperial.

And with a speed Vaan can barely fathom, the soldier cuts his sword in half with a polearm before delivering a hard blow to the side of his head. Dropping like a rock, Vaan barely has time to focus on the broken halves of his sword and mourn its loss before blacking out. When he opens his eyes again, he's not too surprised to find himself in Nalbina Dungeons (even if he is surprised to find himself still alive).]


[ooc: yes, backdates, stfu D| i know i fail]

014; voice [december 9th, early night]
.what.was.that.
[info]skypiratejr
[there's a soft click as Vaan starts the audio feed, but he doesn't speak for a few moments, during which a steady dripping sound can be heard]

Has... anyone seen Penelo today? I thought she might just... be in a different room or something, but...

Maybe she found a way out...

013; voice [december 4th, early morning]
.yeah.chicks.dig.me.
[info]skypiratejr
[there's a soft click as Vaan closes the door to his room]

M'hungry. P'nelo, if you're up yet, I'm goin' to the kitchen.

[his voice is still a little thick from sleep]

012; voice [november 27th, late night, wednesday]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
[there's a loud burst of static as the device begins to record, shortly followed by the sounds of yet another scuffle]

Oi! Back off!

011; voice [november 27th, morning, wednesday]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
[There's an odd static sort of noise as Vaan's device is turned on, and then a loud clatter as it's knocked to the floor. The cause soon becomes apparent as the sound of a scuffle is recorded.]

UNF! Geroff me!

010; voice [november 26th, early morning, tuesday]
.this.i.promise.you.
[info]skypiratejr
[This is Vaan, huddled under his covers, unaware he's accidentally switched on his device. Enjoy a length silence as Vaan slowly remembers all the stuff he's done over the last week.]

009; voice [november 25th, late night, monday]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
Lot of weird rooms in the basement. Found some wire and a weird thingamajigger. Kind of like the little handheld device we've got. Though it can't seem to connect with them. Whatever.

[soft beeping noises as Vaan plays with Uzuki's phone]

Still can't find the treasure or a way out. Anyone else have better luck?

008; text [november 24th, early night, sunday]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
1Y DJACJSD 8ACDL2P21J6,

Y25 ON26 M P2VJ Y25. M ON28 Y25'PP 8J A GCJAD 0ADLJC 02C 1Y DACPMNG LANNAL. JVJN DL25GL M P2VJ [FADED], M'VJ 025ND DLAD Y25 ACJ 1Y DC5J S25P1ADJ 02C APP JDJCNMDY. M'PP I21J 8AIO D2 Y25 DACPMNG. M P22O 02C6ACD

D2 GJDDMNG D2 ON28 I2CNJPM5S 8JDDJC AS 6JPP.

5NDMP 6J 1JJD 1Y DACPMNG,

VANJSSA


Found some letters to use. But it still doesn't look like anything.

private;

Making some progress. Might be finished very soon. Will have to ask Naminé to draw more doubles.

007; text [november 23rd, early morning, saturday]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
Been here a week now. And still no sign of the treasure or a way out. On top of that, some jerk that looks like me has been running around trying to off people. Not a good week at all.

Found something yesterday though! Penelo, can you help me with it? I can't make heads or tails of it. Maybe it's a clue.

17 9JHCJ4D 8HCDL2P21J6,

725 OA26 M P2EJ 725. M OA28 725'PP 8J H KCJHD 0HDLJC 02C 17 9HCPMAK LHAAHL. JEJA DL25KL M P2EJ [FADED], M'EJ 025A9 DLHD 725 HCJ 17 DC5J 425P1HDJ 02C HPP JDJCAMD7. M'PP I21J 8HIO D2 725 9HCPMAK. M P22O 02C6HC9

D2 KJDDMAK D2 OA28 I2CAJPM54 8JDDJC H4 6JPP.

5ADMP 6J 1JJD 17 9HCPMAK,

EHAJ44H


Weird huh? Looks kind of like that thing you've been working on River.

006; voice [november 22nd, day, friday]
.gotta.get.outta.here.
[info]skypiratejr
[Vaan gives a low groan than coughs]

Ughhhhhh...

Did anyone get the name of that chocobo? 'Cause I think this is what getting run down by one feels like.

[there's the sound of another groan and then Vaan getting to his feet]

Almost got him though. It was almost like he could tell what I was going to do. Stupid look-alike.

[he gives a small hiss]

Better go find Penelo.

005; voice [november 21, day, thursday]
.yeah.chicks.dig.me.
[info]skypiratejr
There's a pool in the basement. How cool is that?

[brief moment of silence before the sound of bare feet on decktop and a loud splash]

004; voice [november 19th, late night, tuesday]
.oh.no.you.didnt.
[info]skypiratejr
[every now and then there's a soft rattle as Vaan gives his Magic Eight ball a small shake]

Found another room! Dunno what it's for though. Bunch of wooden stick things with pieces of blank cloth on more sticks. This house is weird. There's a huge window in that room though. We could always bust it to get out if we need to? Though I'm not going until I find the treasure.

private; hackable
I did find a painting! Kind of a weird painting, but it's probably worth a lot. I've never seen a painting like this before. Still don't know how much $50,000 is, but I hope the treasure isn't just this painting. Then again, $50,000 is $50,000 close to my own airship!

003; voice [november 19th, morning, tuesday]
.what.was.that.
[info]skypiratejr
Hmmm, going to look around this place a bit more. See if I can find more stuff. There's got to be something useful around here. Won't know if I don't look for it.

[sound of things rustling about]

Better not forget to take this with me.

[if you listen closely enough, you can hear Vaan shaking the Magic Eight ball]

Yeah yeah, I know. I'll get to that.


[ooc: TRANSLATION - YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE]

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