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[endcaller]

Updating map.

[There is a pause, and for a moment, that seems like all he's going to say. Then, with a breathy sigh, he continues.]

Or so our keeper told us.

[A rustling of chains and a small giggle.]

...Thus far, we see little has changed, though it has got my restless mind wondering... How well do we know Expiation?

Have there been any efforts to fully explore the simulation? Has anyone ever explored past the northern mountains or chartered a ship to brave the dread unknown? Has the AI populated this world for us, or do we encounter walls where the land is yet unfinished?

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[nilhilistic]

We used to do explorations, a while ago.

I suppose we can resume that.

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[endcaller]

Ha!

[The Ascian crows and claps his hands in excitement.]

Aye! It would be a good time to do so, I think.

[nilhilistic]

It is not as simple as it appears. The fringes has its own magic. Its own tricks.

We should need suitable teams.

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[grappler]

Why does it even matter?

[blunt, as usual.]

[endcaller]

Oh?

[He grins and curls a hand under his chin.]

I was not around for any of this. Tell me more about the fringes.

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[endcaller]

Well, I don't know about you...

But when I find myself locked in a cell, I like to walk its length and find where the bars are weakest.

[nilhilistic]

I do not know much. But we traveled to a desert. And there, it resurrected illusions. Memories. Phantoms.

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[opheliac]

ive traveled around more before the world upgraded. i went as far as the oasis.

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[endcaller]

Ah, yes, the upgrade...

I hear tell that the world was less technologically advanced in those days?

[opheliac]

it was MISERABLE. the blacksmith took HOURS to make one single bullet. i wanted to blow his brains out AND mine simultaneously.

[grappler]

[her eye twitches, and she's glad he can't see her expression right now. the memories of her time in jail are too close to the surface right now, after those goddamn files showed up in her home with Caitlyn.]

Don't talk to me about cells.

[it comes out as a bit of a snap. she's. a little touchy.]

What, you're hoping we see a magical exit door or some shit out there?

[endcaller]

Oh dear, have I struck a nerve?

[He chirps. What a fun reaction!]

...I am of the mind that exploration and experimentation will teach us more about the AI, and the Cycles that came before us. Both would be useful to know more about, would you not agree?

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[traumaticus]

i have, too, wondered about this. for far too long we have been held captive within this city. i would be interested in expedition.

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[babilun]

How do you plan on traveling? You don't look like the type to journey on foot. Do you perhaps think you will fly about like a bird?

[endcaller]

Now, now, that would have been a waste of your single bullet.

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[endcaller]

Richard! Is that you?

You would deign to ride into peril with us commonfolk?

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[endcaller]

Oh my.

Do I really seem so delicate?

I assure you I can handle riding a chocobo well enough.

[And flying about like a bird. He does do that. Often.]

[opheliac]

are u kidding? im my guns' favorite waste on bullets.

[babilun]

As delicate as a peacock.

But I see, I must not judge a book by its cover. You are clearly not a fragile young man.

[ OR YOUNG AT ALL! ]

[traumaticus]

i see that you are still are an aspiring jester.

[endcaller]

Hmmm...

I may have heard of this... Were these phantoms laid to rest through reunion with lost belongings?

[endcaller]

But consider what wonders a greater target would bring! Jerry, for one. I assume you have never pulled the trigger on him?

[endcaller]

I am a jester. I assure you I left my court in stitches.

[Literally.]

Now. What manner of horse would you require for our excursion? I envision you atop a dappled stallion.

[endcaller]

I may be somewhat fragile. I would hate anyone to mistake me for a rugged warrior.

If we find terrain too rough for a chocobo, someone shall have to carry me and spare these poor glass feet of mine.

[opheliac]

after he broke my hand? nah. my bullets are no match for him. my firecrackers, on the other hand.... haven't tested THAT yet.