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Post by Young Claire on Jun 3, 2022 7:52:29 GMT -6
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In truth, she didn't mean to butter him up... well too much. She really was just genuinely curious, given she hadn't expected to run into him during one of her 'operations'. Alas, he was pretty sharp, much to Claire's dismay here but maybe there was a way to smooth this over? Firstly, she'd go along with him for the time being. She was meant to make her escape at this point to seal her alibi after all. As they walked, inconspicuously, well mostly, the interrogation began.
"That would be reckless and irresponsible." Claire admitted, for her 'mischief' was never meant to harm, inconvenience (well in a meaningful way), etc her victims. "It's safe, I promise. Otherwise, we'd have gotten caught up in the blast, surely?" hopefully logic prevailed here but of course she knew it was safe, Claire was the inventor of this little potion. For Mog's part, he just held up an empty, unharmed potion bottle.
Essentially, it released a gas that could mimic sounds. This one was an explosion but typically it was meant to sound like Thunder. As her scheme went, they'd essentially come out, see that nothing was impacted and there was no sign of the cause. Maybe they'd blame it on someone mixing the wrong potion elsewhere~? A simple but well calculated prank. "Besides, what happened to your beard?" Claire pointed out, not to change the subject for once but out of genuine curiosity.
word count: xxx ● Caius Dragelion ● notes: Re: School Life, pt.3
Post by Young Claire on Jun 3, 2022 7:06:44 GMT -6
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When asked what part Claire was apologizing for, she admittedly looked up from her position. She hadn't gone tumbling backwards to the ground, a testament to some training perhaps? Alternatively, a testament of Caius' skill, plenty of room for analysis there. She noted his different state of dress, the cleanliness and only then did she properly take a few steps back to assess the differences better.
"...For running into you, of course. Gosh, look at your outfit, that's pretty fancy, Mr. Caius. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were going out on a date~" Claire's mischief was in full effect and was a necessary diversion from the shenanigans she just caused. As far as evidence was concerned, there wouldn't be any by the time the faculty and students went to investigate the spot. Mog would have an empty potion beaker, which he could easily conceal in a moment's notice.
"If you are going out on a date, then I'm also sorry for interrupting you, right Mog?" when it came to putting on the added layer of 'smooth', Mog was a great assistant. Filling in blanks in Claire's testimonies very inconspicuously. Ah, what a great duo, spreading chaos through campus. Together, as they briefly adjusted to look to the wake of the explosion, they didn't seem worried about what happened in the least. Instead they were looking to see who would arrive on the scene. There was this one prim and proper student, fancied himself a Class Leader and future representative. Seeing him come out there and try to solve this mystery, only to fail? Serves him right.
Claire proceeded to fix her outfit, dusting off her black shirt before checking if the matching white and red stockings were damaged in any way. Cleanliness was really important on campus but even if it wasn't, ruining her style was like bringing down her reputation and that wasn't going to happen.
word count: xxx ● Caius Dragelion ● notes: Re: School Life, pt.2
Post by Young Claire on May 31, 2022 21:57:45 GMT -6
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Being a student was akin to resuming or restarting her life prior. Claire was having a blast and with Mog by her side, there was much hijinks in Torensten's University of Magi. Oh sure, in Serah's classes Claire was an angel but in the other classes? The teen Faron could not resist her mischievous nature. The boys were easiest to fool, being much too stubborn to remain one upped by an outlander.
As far as grades wise, well even if Claire wasn't indulging her ego, she was doing quite well. This could be attributed to her big-little sister being a great teacher, along with her aptitude. Even Mog could get some of the credit (and he certainly wanted some), it's just her antics betrayed her studious nature. One teacher insisted Claire's mischief was a way for her to cope with not being home and the uncertainty of not being in her homeworld for the foreseeable future. Others didn't see it that way, as Claire's mood was largely positive. The smiling face of a devil in disguise. She had made quite a number of shirts too, one of which she was fond of wearing beneath her white mage cloak.
Mog and Claire had been in the midst of a scheme when she recollected that it had been awhile since they saw Mr. Caius. That she was surprised she hadn't run into him so far. She reckoned he must have been leading clean up efforts, recovering from those same efforts and even caught up in the local celebrations. Probably for the best, the entrance exams were tough, getting up to speed was tougher still, life as a student felt like routine now.
Imagine then, Claire's surprise as she inadvertently 'ran' into Caius. She was more watching Mog and her own back as it happened. For any moment there was going to be a loud 'bang' as a potion Claire concocted went off. It was a 'harmless' bang but it'd sure get quite a bit of attention. Just as she was going to turn the corner, SMACK, THUD!"Mog, warn me next time---Oh! H-hey Mr. Caius, fancy running into you...literally. Sorry about this."
word count: xxx ● Caius Dragelion ● notes: Re: School Life, pt.1
Post by Young Claire on Apr 28, 2022 16:04:52 GMT -6
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Serah was right but realized it too little, too late. Claire had effectively baited her with the outfit talk. The 'clue' was that Claire had looked to Mog, as if to confirm "Evil Dragon, huh? Neat" with nigh a word. Truly, the start of a frightening duo in Zephon. In a short matter of time, Claire and Mog were already choosing their words sneakily. Assessing things around them and in time, could stake out quite the prank heist. For the time being though, it was rather innocent, dare say endearing.
"Oh, she just has to wear it once and then it'll click." Claire added, quite confidently before looking to Serah who made an interesting remark. With a raised right brow, Claire somewhat caught on but her response came across as such; "That bad...huh?" Claire pondered for a moment but given the reassurance of Celes being a good soul, she had to nod in agreement with Serah. Meeting her seemed like it'd be quite the experience.
"Speaking of outfits, this might be my chance to wear a proper Mage's robe. Maybe with a small pauldron, wrist guards seem important too. I can wear the shirt underneath." Claire despite voicing her ideas aloud, seemed to be caught up in her own fashion world. The idea seemed to have manifested fine in her mind's eye, given the nod of understanding she gave for a moment.
"I almost forgot." Claire spoke up, shifting out of her trance as she turned her attention to Caius. "How does one sign up with your group, exactly? Do you guys do recruitment drives? How about proficiency tests?" the fact she forgot to ask such basic questions was more a testament to her prior worries. Under no worry for Serah, who was right there now; she could focus on a wide variety of things.
"I'd probably have to wait awhile, I need to study and work on strategies with Mog but it's not like Serah here will always be busy teaching, right?" a notable point and then she added something related to a certain 'hero' discussed previously. "It might be better to have a seasoned group find more of us, in case they arrive in unfavourable conditions. I don't mean dangerous ones, just ones where brawn isn't going to cut it. I could see my big little sis needing to save her hero from those kinds of situations, for example."
Post by Young Claire on Feb 28, 2022 16:27:52 GMT -6
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"...Is that right?" Claire mused in response to Mog stating she needed to be smooth. Admittedly, she'd learn from her rival and ally in this instance. "The fiercest, I might add." Claire would say in response to Serah's provocation, keeping it smooth and casual. Although she smiled bashfully when her hair was ruffled all the same. It was different and briefly reminded her of their Mom and to a lesser extent, their Dad. With their Mother in the hospital so much prior to her arrival here, she missed having an 'adult' around. On the other hand, she also enjoyed that Serah still had aspects of her younger self within her. Things she could poke at and enjoy, especially in tag team with Mog!
Even with her preoccupation with the lovely chocobo, she still was able to get off one such shot. Serah's response in kind was especially worth it. "Is that right~?" Claire found herself saying for the second time as the topic had shifted, this time off herself. Caius managed to save Serah, though it was clear by Claire's expression that she was amused and displaying a younger Lightning in a sense. Though it lacked much of the edge Lightning would give, replaced with the kindness and mischievous Serah remembered from before the transition from big sister to Guardian.
Claire opted to observe how Caius handled Beanu, noting where he touched and his handling. Since Serah agreed they'd take the time to learn certain responsibilities, she would do her part. Only coming away when she noticed Serah's reaction to Caius' innocent inquiry. There was her younger sister, a moment she was quite familiar with and so she moved over to Serah and gently pat the arm Serah rubbed. "I have a feeling he'll make a dramatic entrance when the time is right. Since I feel like we've been called to Zephon for a reason, to play a role of sorts."
Claire didn't need to say much else on that topic, Snow would show up eventually. What was important, was what the Farron sisters did in the meanwhile. Such as being able to protect themselves and each other. Serah reassured her that she'd be fine without Mog and Claire believed her. No resistance, no witty retorts, just an earnest nod. Soon, she'd turn her attention looking upwards to Mog knowingly. A smirk as if she'd been caught in one of her pranks evident on her face due to the 'adventures' remark. "Excellent, I'm counting on you, Mog. With my guidance, you'll be more... 'stealthy' than before." in other words, Claire would be up to good during her Torrensten tenure or 'Saga' if you will.
"So then if Celes is 50/50, how exactly do you two work together? Any tips you can share, just in case, Mr. Caius?" Claire had the feeling she might run into Celes eventually, things happened for a reason; as if strings of destiny were moving them towards their destination. It was something she wasn't fond of in most instances but she'd leverage it when it was favourable.
Post by Young Claire on Jan 31, 2022 22:25:09 GMT -6
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Claire had heard the stories about the Pale Coast in her time in Torrensten to date. There were quite a bit of hotspots out here but ultimately, you weren't a Hero unless you could brave coming out here. Buying into the hype of her fellow students, what she ended up seeing upon drawing closer to the sandy shores, was nostalgia. It was like Bodhum and that drew a soft gasp and excitement. Rushing along a path from further inland, she'd get close to where the tide soaked the sand. There, she slowly crouched down to place her right hand into the wet sand.
"I wasn't expecting this. It's...like home." Nostalgia soon turned bitter sweet, for until now, Claire hadn't really given earnest thought to home. How could she? Being a teenager of fifteen, the idea of being whisked away to a New World, was like some fantasy from when Serah and her were younger. Except now, Serah wasn't her younger sister and in that way, this wasn't some middle school delusion. Didn't stop it from feeling like that sometimes though.
Carefully, she stood up and decided to scan the coast, walking along the beach just as she had many times. The last thing she had been expecting, was to have a Fated encounter. She saw the pink hair first, though it was darker than the Farron sisters. Taking her in from head to toe, Claire decided to approach her with a casual wave. "Hello, are you here to visit the Hero's Haven resort too?" admittedly, she was more considering to see the Lamias before visiting the resort, hence earning herself the title of Heroine.
Alternatively, she could fight off some monsters and protect the resort. Neither options were ones Mog would be okay with. In fact, he'd have likely attempted to tattle on her to Ms. Farron these days. The thought made her think of Mog as a Teacher's pet, which very much fit. At the very least, he couldn't be held accountable as an accomplice, if he wasn't informed of the real plan. Further, the Gods seemed to have saved him from such dangerous, thanks to finding this near empty beach away from the resort.
word count ● Sam Ryder ● Solo Field Trip? Independent Studies? pt. 1
Post by Young Claire on Nov 3, 2021 17:10:47 GMT -6
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The moment Claire had been dreaming for, finally arrived. It had begun with a visit to her little home in Provo, where she was introduced to Lumina's crew. After which she had to find Quistis to let her know the good news. Once they were ready to go, they boarded Lumina's airship, Radiance. The speed of the ship, being able to see Zephon from so up high, it was quite the tour to be sure! Probably the highlight of everything to date, if Claire was judging.
They would then be escorted from the hangar towards Torrensten's University of Magi. When the University came into sight, Claire audibly gasped in delight. Her head tilted upwards to look at the grand facility, "Wow..." she then turned to her side, to see Quistis' response. "So...are you nervous? I-I'm fine, I'm dressed for my debut." Claire...was not so fine, she was clearly nervous but she was excited as well. Being warned about the tropical climate of Torrensten, she made a very light white mage's cloak, pairing it with a cream and pink mini skirt, an off-white rose tinted pair of stockings with a blue and white set of mary janes. For the top that was mostly covered by the cloak, she wore a dark grey corset with a sleeveless pink blouse.
Mog would also be with Claire, likely floating to her opposite side. She had guessed that Serah would soon come into sight. Waiting at the entrance to the University for both of them, like a concerned Mother. Claire would wave all the same before slowly making her way towards Serah. "Mog, I hope you remember what we practiced. It's important to make a lasting impression on one's first day." as she recalled, there would be no tricks and shenanigans in her sister's class. Claire also distinctly remembered not promising to cause trouble and make a show of things, in the other teacher's classes. Well, she'd behave in Quistis' classes too, as an extension.
word count N/A ● @quistis , Serah Farron ● First Day
Post by Young Claire on Nov 3, 2021 16:26:28 GMT -6
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Well, Blu turned out to say 'yes', indicating that this was a canned response when an inquiry wasn't quite understood. In other words, Blu was like an A.I that she'd seen back home. Claire could feel a bead of sweat run down her right temple, as she gazed over to Ms. Trepe. "Although there is a small possibility, being disconnected from the moment; I can accept it for what it is." Claire admitted before being mildly surprised when Blu opened his hand to reveal the rubies. He proceeded to give her them, so that she could help him sell them. That bead of sweat got bigger in that moment but she did put the idea out there.
She was relieved that Quistis tried to clear the air, though she too was having trouble communicating. "By chance, Quistis, did your world have computers, artificial intelligence, that kind of thing? If so, you'll have to talk to Blu in the same way. Otherwise it'll be difficult for him to learn. Just think of this like a test of your teaching skills~" Claire was teasing a bit but it was in good spirit. Hopefully it'd get her in the right frame of mind.
Claire had briefly recollected her first moments here and how out of sorts she was. Fortunately, she had Mog, even if he was a bit of a slacker; she was growing to love him. It reminded her immediately of a potential concern, so she'd ask the two of them post haste! "By chance, do either of you have weapons in case you need to defend yourself? When I arrived, I only had the clothes on my back but I didn't really own a weapon before either." being in a new place without means of protection and self defense, was equally harrowing. It was why she was so grateful that Mr. Caius found her.
word count N/A ● @quistis , @blu ● Offworlder Encounter, pt. 3
Post by Young Claire on Oct 1, 2021 11:35:48 GMT -6
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Blu seemed rather sweet, innocent, and perhaps a bit simple? No, just lacking a certain amount of free will. Claire studied Blu for a bit, watching silently as the young woman approached and further clarified matters. A very pleasant lady and surprisingly, she had something in common with her sister. So, Claire cleared her throat as she looked to both of them. "Blu, Quistis, I want to welcome you to Zephon, since Mr. Caius isn't here to do so. My name is Claire Farron and like you, Quistis; I was also taken from my world rather abruptly. I was in my Mother's hospital room, her health is...failing her and it felt like that discussion was going to be our last..." Claire's eyes slowly downcast for a moment, before she shakes her head and puts on a brave smile.
"Don't worry about a thing, us Offworlders have to stick together. As it just so happens, my sister is a teacher also, there's a Magic University in a major city not too far from here. Sounds like a perfect place for you to cover your needs and learn more about Zephon. Who knows, I might even be one of your students cause I'm going there too~" she'd explain, opting to address the simple needs immediately, before addressing the theoretical.
"...We might be stuck here, admittedly but if it gives you some comfort... We've worked out that however we arrive in this world, it pulls a version of us, a temporal instance; if you will. So, in your world, you're probably still with your students right now. At least, that's the working theory..." shifting to Blu, she tried to contemplate the story behind the mage. Going on a limb, she held up her left hand, all fingers presented.
"Blu, how many fingers am I holding up?" hopefully, Blu wouldn't say 'yes', instead of five but curiosity compelled her to test Blu's responsiveness. Claire was already wondering if Blu even needed money at all? What if Blu was just following a perceived order to exchange the rubies for gill? If so, she felt out of her depth but what would Caius do? "Mr. Caius would go above and beyond to help someone out, especially if they had Blu's circumstances." Claire thought to herself before looking the humanoid mage over once more. Offering a reassuring smile, the young Farron resolved to do what her hero in this world would.
word count N/A ● @quistis , @blu ● Offworlder Encounter, pt. 2
Post by Young Claire on Sept 30, 2021 20:31:16 GMT -6
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With Claire seemingly settled into life in Zephon, the young Farron had been residing in a small house or manse. With Serah away in Torrensten, alongside her other half, it was up to Claire and Mog to hold things down here in Provo. Admittedly, Claire had planned to head to the Cabin, just to make sure it was safe. It wasn't far from the farmlands on the outskirts of town and even if she didn't like the scents out there, it was where she emerged in Zephon. What she found as she approached the bridge was a situation instead.
Garbed in a black shirt with the text "Offworlder Club", with some star shaped patterns above. It was complimented with an off-white skirt that went past her knees and a loose off-white cloak tied around her neck. Her pink hair contrasted her sea blue eyes as she approached from the Provo side of the bridge. Gentle steps from her black sandals were audible, so as to not scare any hostile parties. By the time of Claire's approach, she only heard the accusation by Quistis. Looking her over, the way she was dressed was similar to her homeworld and certainly contrasted to Provo denizens regular attire.
"Pardon me, I hate to interrupt a rescue but... You're not from around here, are you, Miss?" Claire spoke softly, looking to Quistis with some mild surprise, as well as excitement in her eyes. When she looked to the Thief, they certainly seemed dressed in the Provo style. Strangely, the shorter humanoid, was also in a similar style but there was something exotic to it. Certainly it seemed like a mage's attire but it was best she not assume much more than that. Regardless, it seemed like the 'thief' had no where to go...well, besides maybe hopping over the sides of the bridge perhaps?
"You don't seem bothered by all this, are you...confused, perhaps?" Claire would crouch down slightly to be roughly eye level of the black mage. She kept her knees together while propping up her chin with her left knuckles. Ordinarily, a person that was being robbed or at the very least, scammed; would be displaying some uneasiness. Further, with a stranger coming forth to defend on their behalf that would bring forth more of a reaction. On the other hand, it was possible to just be overwhelmed, if not surprised at how dramatically things shifted. All for the sake of some rubies.
Hopefully, things didn't escalate further than this. However, given the nature of life, Claire Farron was prepared. These days, Mog and Claire were inseparable, mostly on account of Serah's orders. Thus, if she needed him, she'd have him transform into his weapon forms in a pinch. It helped to have practice too! Although, the key to being a trickster smart heroine, was to not give a hint to trump card.
word count N/A ● @quistis, @blu ● Offworlder Encounter, pt. 1
