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[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Sazh is currently making his way through the lobby when his little chocobo jumps out of his hair and lands in his hand. He stops and looks at the little bird.]

You feel like looking at the scenery, don't you? Can't blame you. It's a nice day out. [Sazh pauses in thought.] You know, now that I think about it, you haven't grown much. [The chocobo tilts its head at Sazh's observation and, before Sazh can react, it lifts itself out of Sazh's hand and flies out of reach.]

Hey now! Where do you think you're going? [The chocobo ignores anything Sazh does to get its attention and instead flies toward anyone close by.]

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[fierybluebird]

[Marco just holds out an arm with perfectly outstretched fingers for a perch like a pro.]

Well hello there. And what's your name? [And then he repeats this in avian....]

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Before the chick can respond, Sazh comes running up to the two.]

There you are!

[fierybluebird]

[Marco... being slightly more bird than not, speaks to the bird involved before the person first.]

Worried Papa, eh?

[bunnypassingby]

[Mikuru doesn't react fast enough as the chicobo flies at her, and, not quite registering that this flying object is in fact a chicobo, tries to duck.]

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Sazh runs up just as the little chick darts at Mikuru.]

Whoa there, little guy! You need to learn some personal space.

sorry for the delay! tagging a few days before a major assignment is due was smrt of me.

[bunnypassingby]

[From her attempt to cover herself, Mikuru stands up carefully, taking in both this newcomer and - oh, yes, that is a chicobo.

[Well, this is a little confusing; this guy wasn't in the home ec classes.]

Is he yours?

[brightens]

[ One of those people happened to be one Oerba Dia Vanille, who had been on her way to the cafeteria for lunch. The chicobo ends up whizzing right past her, which manages to catch her attention, at least. Immediately, she abandons her path and turns to chase after it. Easily distracted? Vanille? Never. ]

Ah— hey, w-wait! [ She was convinced it was one of the chicks they had been caring for in Home Economics, so it's natural to be worried that it's out roaming around out here! She manages to catch up to it and reaches out to catch it in her hands and bring it closer to her. ]

Haaa-! Got you! [ She giggles and peeks between her hands. ] What are you doing out here, huh? You should be upstairs with everyone else!

Come on, I'll take you home.

[ Unfortunately, there's no real hint of familiarity with a baby chocobo— they all look pretty much the same. Not that she'd treat any of them differently even if she did recognize it. But it would make the sight she sees when she turns around and starts toward the elevator, humming to herself. ]

[ She stops dead in her tracks, hands falling open enough to where the chicobo could escape if it wanted to (though it was probably as relieved to see a friendly, familiar face as she was!). ]

Sazh... [ It takes a second for her mind to really register what it is she's seeing. ]

Sazh..!

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Well, there's someone he wasn't expecting to see. Sazh stops before he can fully catch up to the chick out of surprise.]

... Vanille?

Sorry for the slow. =_= /kicks LJ

[brightens]

Sazh!

[ But enough calling out his name! She doesn't spare another moment to run over, making sure to cradle the chocobo carefully in her hands. After all, he was family, too! She skidded to a stop in front of him and wrapped her arms around him immediately. He was just lucky she was holding the baby; otherwise, she would have probably tackled him. ]

[sweetapple-seed.livejournal.com]

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Hey there, li'l fella. Where are you off to in such a hurry?

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[The chocobo chirps happily in response to the woman's question.]

[A few seconds later, Sazh is running up to the woman, looking for the bird.]

Now where did the little guy go?

[sweetapple-seed.livejournal.com]

Now aintcha just the tiniest li'l chicobo I ever did see... y'are a chicobo, right?

[]

You mean this ball o' fluff, sir?

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Whoa!

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Where did that come from?!

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[And just as the bird flies by, so does Sazh, and he finally manages to catch it. Sazh turns around when he hears a voice.]

He decided to fly off without warning.

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

[]

Should you really be carrying him around like this? The thing's tiny - I'd worry about it getting stepped on.

[gyrocopter.livejournal.com]

[So that was a chicobo! How adorable the little thing was. Not that he'd openly admit to that.

He stood in front of it and attempted to stop it.]

Woaaaah there, little guy!

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Sazh runs up soon after and stops in front of the young man.]

He shouldn't be able to escape now with this method, yeah?

[haha-steelguard.livejournal.com]

[And so the chocobo flies around the shoulders of a tall, coat-wearing man, in a manner quite familiar to them both.]

[But not expected, to judge by the way Snow jumps.]

What -- you-- you're here!?

[He spins on his heels to look in the direction the bird had come from, a grin lighting up his face.]

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Sazh stops in his tracks at the sight of Snow.]

Shouldn't I be asking you the same thing?

[nomark1or2.livejournal.com]

Huh.

Well, hey there, little guy. [Holding up a hand for the bird to land in, if it wants.] You missin' someone?

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[The bird decides that he very well wants to land in the man's hand.]

[And only a second later, Sazh comes running up.]

Hey, you found him.

[potionemperor.livejournal.com]

[Larsa's distracted while he walks, eyes glued to the course catalog he's looking over. He's so distracted that the chicobo will end up flying right into his furrowed brows, surprising him and making him drop his pamphlet.]

--what?

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[And Sazh comes running up.]

Sorry about that. He got away.

/sneaks in, this is totally not late okay? ;A;

[ex_strongerthanshelo_266]

[Serah makes an obvious target for the chicobo's attention. Well, not so much the young woman as the tray of cookies she carries. As the yellow ball of fluff flies around her, Serah smiles and sets the tray down.]

Now how'd you get out here? [She's assuming it's one of the Home Ec chicobos naturally.] Well, you want some cookie? I'm sure a little wouldn't hurt.

[Even as she says this, she's breaking off a bit of cookie to smoosh into crumbs for the little guy. What do you mean cookies might not be the best food for a growing chicobo? Of course they are!]

/sees no late comment!

[eidolonracing.livejournal.com]

[Right at that moment, Sazh comes running up. And he stops short. That's Serah, isn't it?]

[He hesitates though. What if she doesn't know who he is? Sazh just shakes his head. It doesn't really matter. They can still get to know each other here.]

Hey. Sorry he's bothering you.