hypermachina
Thunder rumbled across the sky.
The South Moonflow Travel Agency was close enough to Djose Temple that it wasn't an unusual noise for the area, but the dark clouds gathering on the horizon spoke of a gathering storm. Travel had been halted, as the hypello handlers were unwilling to risk the shoopufs and passengers in a stormwater crossing. He was stuck on the south bank for the time being.
His attention was drawn away from the lobby window by the sound of the Agency door opening. What he saw startled him. He was hardly expecting to run into anyone he knew, but Rikku, of all people? They hadn't crossed paths in quite some time; how long had it even been?
"Well. Isn't this a surprise?"









