Week 7

[airlockedmods]

[Well that weekend sucked. The Champions are down a dad and a bean and shrinking their numbers smaller and smaller, less and less.

There's no sign of life in the spaceport aside from PAL's omnipresent voice and SIS, the helpful asSIStant who has some control over certain heres and theres in the spaceport. She (and PAL) are available at all times and can appear anywhere if called. There is, however, a new floor to explore. Just hop in the elevator and pchoo.]


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holodeck

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha hadn't really seen the holodeck in action before, she didn't use it herself when she gave everything a cursory look yesterday. Now... to say it's a shock to see the buildings and streets stretching out from the doorway is... something.

But it's not real, is it? She has to keep that in mind as she ventures out into the city, eventually coming across where Noctis was sitting.]

It's beautiful.

[What else can she say.]

[nightcure]

[ Part of him can almost believe it's real, when he's lost enough in thought. But it's far from real. It's just... memories, thoughts, an idea.

The ache in his heart, though, that's real. ]

Yeah. This is my home, Insomnia.

[tokencanadian]

[From Pyrrha's perspective, it's a fantastical idea, something her world could only pull off behind the deepest defenses of the kingdoms. It all shows on her face.]

It's beautiful. But why is it called Insomnia?

[Coming from the girl who lived in Vale.]

[nightcure]

It's the city that never sleeps.

[ He's smiling, though, as he says it. ]

[tokencanadian]

[It's so nice she called it beautiful twice.]

I suppose I should have guessed that.

[A small chuckle as she walks over, slowly sitting herself down beside him. Her gaze turns upwards to the tallest skyscrapers.]

I miss places like this. Big cities, open places.