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28th Sphere
Jul. 7th, 2010 08:05 pm[After enduring his third day of backbreaking repetitive labor in front of a big stupid goddamn machina what the hell, Jecht is feeling pretty pissed off. He's managed to avoid getting seriously mangled just by sheer physical fitness, but he's still got some open sores, a bit of scarring, and some long lacerations from a few close calls. He's just about had it with this place, but he's trying to keep his cool at Olivier Armstrong's behest. She's become his Lord Braska for as long as he's here in Mayfield, and it's a Guardian's duty to protect and listen to his charge. So instead, he's out wandering the streets after his shift is over, thinking a bit. Eventually, he gets it into his head to check on some of the kids, so his travels will take him to the apartments of Seychelles, Crowe, and Saya, but anyone else can feel free to run into him while he's out in the streets.]
