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{James : Train : Dining Car}

James was surprised that after he spoke about the ocarina, Jenny commented on how beautiful the music was. This was one of the few rare occasions that when the corsair brought up the ocarina outside of conventions that people actually knew what he was talking about.

"Hmm... maybe there is a way. Hang on I'll be right back."

Before he even gave her a chance to reply he stood up and quickly made his way over to a supply closet in the kitchen. He had heard from someone... he couldn't remember who that this closet could create objects based upon the memory of it. James closed his eyes and focused on the mental image of a 12 hole ocarina It's structure smooth black, glazed ceramic and when he opened the door it was there lying on the floor.

'It looks just like Obsidian.'

The corsair couldn't help but smile as he picked it up and walked back over to Jenny. It looked just like the first ocarina that he had ordered that had unfortunately broken at the cone tip at the lower part of the ocarina. He slid back into the seat and smiled at Jenny.

"I have no idea what songs you know, but I am going to pick one that I think is appropriate. If you know it feel free to join. This is for Earth... The place I know we will return to someday."

As he finished speaking he brought the mouthpiece up to his mouth and placed his fingers over the correct holes and began to play the notes resonating through the car as a familiar melody rang clear as he played more then likely reaching the other close by cars as well.

{{Cue: The Place I'll Return to Someday}}

{James : Train : Dining Car}

James had closed his eyes as he played and again Jenny surprised him as he played the melody and then she too joined in with her flute. So she did know the song, not that it surprised him greatly. It was a beautiful piece even if one hadn't played the game it was originally from. The beautiful soprano tones of the flute blending beautifully with the tenor of the ocarina as the two parts weaved and blended together in a perfect forming of melody and harmony.

He hadn't played in a duet with anyone in a good while. He had played along with a few violinists at some anime conventions as well as a tuba player which was interesting... But this was the first time he had ever played with another wind player and it sounded absolutely beautiful. As their final notes faded and he lowered the ocarina. He slowly opened his eyes and and smiled at the Time Mage.

"That was beautiful. I have never played in a duet as wonderful sounding as that was. Thank you, I have missed the music."

[Joseph: Training Car]

Joe sighed at the mention of more training. Frankly, he wasn't surprised, nor could he blame Kyle. Hell, he probably would've done the same thing in the situation. Didn't mean he had to like it, though.

"Alright. I'll leave you to it. If I stay, I'll just fret or something. Let me know when you're done? I could use a good training session."

And with that, Joseph left the training car, his face set strangely, like a mask of ice. Of course, this was cause he still hadn't worked out his emotions, as well as his mind had travelled to darker territory.

Namely, ways to defeat and kill those replicas...

[Cloud ; Amy : Land of Dragons : Throne Room]

She didn't look hurt.

Cloud examined his charge thoroughly, a chance he had not been afforded when the fighting was still going on. The young woman – Maggie, wasn't it? Cloud was terrible with names – seemed in good health. Perfect health, actually. That must have been due to the Curaja spell that was cast upon all of them after Kurt Zisa was defeated. The lightning bolt that had struck Maggie was enough to knock her out, and perhaps she was still unconscious now out of sheer exhaustion.

"The Curaja left her in good health," Cloud said, addressing the nearby Beatrix. "The bolt stunned her, but did no major damage. I'm not sure why she's still out cold," his eyes during this speech had been on Maggie, but now he glanced up at Beatrix. "How are you doing?" Beatrix had, after all, been hit by the same type of attack. A lightning bolt had left her unconscious about half way through the Kurt Zisa fight.

His focus remained on the two of them, although he heard most of what the Emperor and everyone else was saying. He trusted Leon to guide the conversation if anything went off course.

Cue: Sideways

"This is all rather confusing," the Emperor said, drawing Amy's attention almost immediately. She wasn't looking at him, however, and as he continued to speak, her eyes remained on the palace doors that Seymour and the mysterious man in armor had just run out of, leaving them slightly ajar in their haste. "But if what you say is true, then I'm afraid I can't remember any of that."

There was a view of the courtyard and the endless sky; the day was turning late, and a soft breeze was coming in, causing her skin to react with goosebumps. She hugged herself with one arm reflexively, smearing the blood from the numerous scrapes the ice had left. An involuntary shiver ran down her spine. "Can't remember any of it, huh?" she said, her voice barely audible, talking to herself while she looked at the slowly darkening sky. "It isn't the thing you do, my dear, it's the thing you leave undone, that gives you a bit of a heartache, at the setting of the sun."

What am I forgetting?

Amy frowned, shifting her weight from one foot to the other tiredly. She'd much rather be sitting down. "Well," she said, loudly now, "Looks like you will need a Dress Sphere." She eyed Alan out of the corner of her eye, the previous awkward moment notwithstanding. Screw feeling awkward. She felt worse. She felt stupid, and unprepared, and small. Sure, she had 'ended' the Kurt Zisa battle, and that was one heck of a confidence boost, but she felt like something was missing. Like she had missed something important, or misplaced something, and it was all her fault, and she should know... What was she forgetting?

[Cory .:. Narnia .:. Plains]

The renegade ronin leaned against his sword for support, still a bit dizzy from the recent blood loss as he stared into the distance at the familiar structure. "The White Witch's old castle... The last time I was here, it was abandoned, but... That was before I ran into Seymour. Of all the places in Narnia, this and Terebithia are the most likely candidates for Seymour to be hiding out. And since this is closer to the Enclave, I'll just have to check here first."

Cory looked over his shoulder at the ruined landscape behind him, black & blue fires scattered across the ground. "At this rate, though, I won't be able to sneak in. I'm leaving a wake of destruction because of all these damn Heartless. It's almost as if every Heartless in this world is after me..." The rogue turned and continued walking towards the castle, ignorant to the darkness that gathered at his back.

{James : Train : Dining Car}

James watched as Jenny smiled and then placed the flute in her lap and then the flute dematerialized just as everyone else's weapons did. He smiled as he listened to her reply and was curious as to why she laughed afterwards. He took a drink of his ramune before he spoke.

"I suppose I should have said, thank you for playing with me. That's what I meant. The last time I had a duet with anyone was a violin player at one of the anime conventions we attended. It was good publicity for my youtube channel actually. So what about you? Aside from playing instruments what do you do for fun?"

{Leon : Land of Dragons : Throne Room}

Leon had remained silent this entire time as he listened to the group speak after the fight. When the Emperor addressed them though he turned his attention to the wise old man.

"As he said, any information you can give us regarding King Mickey would be helpful. Other then that, you should heed the King's advice and prepare your Empire for worst."

{James : Train : Dining Car}

James watched as Jenny slid the bottle of ramune across the table with a strange smile on her face possibly recollecting? He could't really say. Still it was interesting just to watch her and he listened intently as she told him all of her hobbies. Unlike some people she sure had quite a few. He chuckled lightly as she mentioned that she liked to draw and when she added that it was on her school notes... At least he assumed.

"Aside from playing and recording on my ocarina... I mostly play video games. Mostly Final Fantasy XI. Which is where my Hexagun came from actually, and my form of Fenrir too. Though I do play other games too obviously... Aside from that, I also draw a bit and write sometimes too. But really music always has been and will be my main artistic medium. Other then that I read too I guess though not nearly as much."

He paused for a moment thinking back to his drawings and how good he was... He really wasn't normally. But when he had a reference picture to eye trace, he was actually pretty good.

"So you mentioned notes... I'm guessing that means you go to school. What kind of classes do you take?"

[Alan :: LoD :: Throne Room]

Alan looked up as Amy spoke to him, startling him out of his focus on the Emperor's conversation. "Hmm? Dress Sphere?" He'd heard that word before, somewhere, but he couldn't quite place it. Final Fantasy X-2 wasn't exactly on the top of his consciousness right now. "That's clothing, I hope? I could definitely do with a change. Something to shave with, too." He ran a hand over his beard. "Usually, I'm clean shaven." He was being artificially jovial, as he tended to when he was nervous about making the acquaintance of a new person or when he could tell that the person he was speaking to was stressed out about something. Right now, both of these conditions were met. Still, he was keeping his voice down out of respect for the Emperor.

"Um," he added, clasping his hands together and lowering his head, "after this audience is over, would you mind answering a few questions for me? Like I said, I really have almost no idea what's going on."