StarryEyedLight

Hunted PART VII Inspired by andersoncathy’s ‘They’re looking for Us’ L’Cie: a general term used to describe someone cursed with becoming a mage and would-be summoner. They can have one of two types of branding – Gran Pulse or Cocoon. Gran Pulse l’Cie are typically more powerful than their Cocoon counter parts. Their magic is near limitless, but they pay the price of having a far more active ‘brand’, which is more are less a blackened scar that appears somewhere on the body. Cocoon l’Cie specialise in one area of combat, and in that form they are exceptionally dangerous and powerfu

Hunted PART VI Inspired by andersoncathy's 'They're looking for Us' It's not that Hope really had the right to complain – anywhere was better than where they had been. But this place, this awful place wasn't too far from being just as dangerous. The landscape was scrap metal, old abandoned warships from another world, rock, dirt, debris and twisted garage from when the mighty fal'Cie had tried to repair the massive hole in Cocoon's protective shell. The Vile Peaks was the lowest of the low - where castoffs, fugitives and all sorts of bad people hid. Perhaps it was appropriate they were here, because Yaag had called them all traitors t

Hunted PART V Inspired by andersoncathy's 'They're looking for Us' Jihl stared at Hope with a calculating gaze. Her eyes briefly flicked to the computer screen next to her, and scanned over the information. It wasn't anything damning – at least not to her. There were many, many parts of PSICOM with shady reputations, and unlike she, they weren't that good at keeping secrets hidden. Still, she was apprehensive about releasing Nora Estheim's file. Again her stare fell on Hope, who was waiting patiently. He offered no emotion other than sheer determination. It was admirable really, but misplaced. She ground her teeth together, mulling ev

HuntedPART IV Inspired by andersoncathy's 'They're looking for Us' It had been a completely ordinary day – for the better half of it he had worked tirelessly on a project he hoped would one day change the world. That was his focus at the moment, and he had just been in the midst of typing out various new ideas and how to implement them into his designs when there had been a thud. Not a loud thud by any means, but it had scared the bejesus out of him. It had come from outside his window. When Hope had looked up, his eyes had fallen upon a woman crouching on the roof his window overlooked. She was a mere two feet from him, but didn't e

Hunted PART III Inspired by andersoncathy's 'They're looking for Us' Lightning had ended back at the Palumpolum Corps headquarters in an attempt to find out exactly where the force had taken the fugitive. It was to her surprise, that when she looked it up in the system – that they had no trace of ever finding Fang. She had changed her search – expanding it, to include any radical from Pulse but nothing was found in the system. She leaned back in her chair, staring at the screen. The men had been wearing unique armor – she has assumed Guardian Corps because of the dead members around them. Sure they had posed as Corps mem

Hunted PART II Inspired by andersoncathy's 'They're looking for Us' Serah – where are you? I know what's going on. I'm in Palumpolum – for the love of Lindzei call me back. It was late, the glow of Serah's phone made her stick out like a sore thumb in the under lit, creepy 'dog patch' part of Palumpolum. Every town had run down, older parts of it. Even Bodhum – though Lightning had always advised Serah to stay away from it. Unsavory people lived in the poor areas, and someone like her was just another target to them. Serah wholeheartedly agreed with Lightning's advice. If she could've, she would've avoided all of this. Bu