ALL WORLD LEADERS; Invitation to a Meeting.

As an Aide guided Crucent to the Conference Room, she read the invitation again.


That was it.
No names, no nothing. No clues as to who these "we" were, or what they wanted.
When she had arrived there, she was met by a Moogle who wished her Welcome, took her too her room to unpack and relax and now the following day; she was beeing taken to the Conference Room for a Summit that seemed to have been created by nobody, from nothing.

Aware this might be a very crude attempt at killing off all World Leaders in one go, she had made arrangements back home with her own Aide about who would take her place should she die here.

"Miss."

Snapping out of her thoughts, she saw they had arrived at a big white door. The Aide swung it open and inside the big white room was a round table, taking up most of the space. Surrounding it was a number of chairs, seven in total and on the table itself, in front of each chair was a small white card with a world name on it. Finding the one for Vana'Diel fairly soon, Crucent sat down and waited for the others to show up soon.

The invitation could not have come at a worse time to Soren's protectively paranoid mind. Gathering the World Leaders in one place? He was absolutely certain that there was foul play afoot.

And it didn't help that Telira was feeling ill, but refused to visit one of the healer White Mages. True, the illness seemed to come and go in a way that made him exceptionally worried, but she was determined to ignore it. As much as he admired her determination, a little caution would have been appreciated.

For her part, Telira wasn't at all certain that she was actually up to this "Summit", but she didn't have much of a choice. She needed to represent her world because that was what she had agreed to do, no matter how awful she was feeling. And it didn't help that she had to tell Soren that she didn't dare let him follow her into the room.

That little announcement almost got a table broken on the airship. Soren was absolutely certain that it was a plot to assassinate her and that was when the shouting started... and it only ended when Telira had to run for a chamberpot to empty her stomach into and Soren forced himself to swallow his worries to keep from upsetting her further.

So it was on trembling legs that Telira walked into the chamber for the Summit by herself. She saw the white-covered table and the little nametags indicating which world leader would be sitting where, but her eyes immediately drifted to the occupied seat. "Crucent, it's good to see you again."

She found her seat and slid into place as quickly as she dared without betraying the fact that her legs felt like jelly and her hands were shaking.

Zidane didn't know why people had to constantly make his job as a world leader more difficult every day, honestly he just finished working out a few deals with major companies and guilds on other worlds for commerce So when he saw the invite he had half a mind to just throw it into the fire place and was well on his way to doing so, till Victor rushed in and took it from him and made it quite clear Zidane HAD to go to this thing.

So here he was wearing his freshly cleaned clothing/armor and being led around by some moogle to a room with a white covered table, and while he seemed unarmed he had his Terran runes ready for use though to most it just looked like interesting designs on his gloves. Like heck if he was going into any meeting unarmed......he seen how doing that tends to end for the poor smucks that have done so to meetings he spied on in the past.

As he looked around he spotted Crucent to whom he gave a smile and a polite nod to but kept his mouth shut, he was a bit surprised by the sudden break up they had but he had no ill will toward her. He just wasn't sure if SHE was okay with him being around so he was going to be very careful and soft spoken, he then saw someone he didn't know and figured he give her a polite smile and nod of his head too.

He quickly went to work finding his spot that was labeled Gaia and sat down to wait for whoever else was to join this, he did look at the two girls and then said "So you ladies have any idea who organized all this? Oh and *looks at Telira* name's Zidane Tribal, nice to meet you."

Raven looked down at the invitation with disgust as the Kestrel set down in the Universal Multiplex. His world had gone from one of technological marvels to a shanty town of ruins in the blink of an eye. All because one already too powerful being decided he could play god. And now they wanted to tear him away from helping them out? All he could do was crumple the invitation and grit his teeth.

He left the Kestrel and and briskly walked to the entrance of the building. There, a small moogle carried his luggage to his room. Apparently, the meeting was just about to get underway. He swiftly entered the elevator that took him up to the floor that was supposed to hold the meeting. Stepping out of the elevator, he first saw a dwarven man pacing nervously outside the grand double doors. Raven made note of the man, and walked inside, not even thinking about his weapons, which he kept on his person.

Once inside, a guard quickly barred his way from going any further than a few feet. He glanced at Raven with one eye-brow raised. Raven glared at him, but the guard held fast. Raven sighed and walked over to the small table they had off to the side in the room. He drew out his knife, showing it to the guard, before placing it on the table. Then he began to pull various weapons and gadgets. Weapon after weapon was drawn and placed on the table. When he finally finished, the guard gave him a look, tryingto convey that he still thought he had weapons on him. Raven sighed in defeat before drawing out a hidden knife from his boot and placing it on top of the large pile of armaments. Finally, he drew out his pistol and waved it in the air. "I'm keeping this. I'll leave it on the table, though. That way, you have plenty of time to react incase I'm really here to kill everybody."

Raven walked over to the table and found his place. Sitting down, he glanced around the table. Everybody there he had met atleast once, though he had only actually been introduced to Crucent. He laid his pistol down on the table in front of himself and leaned back in his chair. He closed his eyes, trying to gain just a moment of sleep.

As the others begun arriving, Crucent smiled to Telira who was the first to enter.

"Good to see you again as well Telira." Examining her a little closer, she noticed that Telira seemed almost ill. But Crucent wasn't gonna ask, she had her own problems. And speaking of the devil, in walked Zidane.

She bit her lip and tried to not run out of the room at the sight of him. Avoiding his look she felt a pang of sadness when she heard his voice. Scolding herself for beeing so silly she replied alot more quietly then she had intended "No, I just got the invitation, but I haven't met anybody here who could explain it to me."

Seeing Raven walk in, she nodded gratefully at him, just to take her mind off things.

Telira did her best to keep herself steady as she sat at the table waiting for the other leaders to appear. Maybe if she didn't move quickly then she wouldn't embarrass herself all over the white-covered table... Yeah, not embarrassing herself was definitely high on her list of priorities at the moment.

She smiled weakly at Crucent's greeting, wishing that she wasn't such a wreck and could talk to her about what was obviously bothering her.

The genome entered and she looked up from her seat, though she didn't have to look far up (obviously he either hadn't hit the last growth spurt or he wasn't gonna hit it), to smile carefully at him. Yeah, if she didn't move her head quickly, then she would be alright. "Thank you, Lord Tribal. I'm Telira LeNaen. I'm not certain who our host or hosts are. I believe that we shall have to find out when they decide to make an appearance."

She watched the representative from Gran Pulse enter and she had to wonder about the man. At least he was honest enough to be open with all their concerns about possible assassins. The weapon on the table in front of him wasn't one she had ever seen, but she was almost becoming used to seeing weapons she hadn't been able to imagine before... before that day when she met Gilgamesh and Simon in Pravoka.

Still... there were empty seats at the table and no indication of why they were all here.

After leaving the few things that he always takes with him when traveling in a room, Wind was led by a Moogle through a big corridor, going straight to the Conference Room where all world leaders were going to be reunited.

It had been only days since the Coup d'etat in the World of Balance and its successful takeover. Wind was ready to go into a journey to investigate another world when a man came into his room: A thin 40 years old man, the "new Emperor" of the World of Balance. In reality, he was only a figure, and Wind was the one taking care of the world from behind, like a dark lord. This man came with a letter, inviting the current World Leader to a Summit in the Universal Multiplex. The strange thing though, was that the invitation was addressed to Wind. It was interesting... How did they manage to know that he was the actual leader.

Anyways, he was not going to loose a chance to form an alliance or to at least meet the rest of the World Leaders, so he went to the Amano Gardens as fast as he could. His wolf, Oscu, had also come with him, but was told to stay outside of the area. If Wind ended up in a dangerous situation, the wolf would rush to his aid.

The doors to the Summit opened and he walked in. There was a round table with seats for each World Leader. The cloaked man looked around: The hero and now ruler of Gaia, Zidane. The ruler of Vana'Diel, Crucent. The leader of Cocoon, Raven Fletcher. And finally, the ruler of the World of One, the only one he had already met, Telira, one of the Warriors of Light.

He had never talked to most of them, but he knew their lives probably better than they did. Smiling to himself, he walked to his seat, passing near Telira:

We only saw each other some days ago, but its a bliss to meet with you again, Lady Telira. I see you are not feeling too well, so I shall go to my seat now. Oh, and please excuse the rudeness of the other day.

Wind found the card with the name of his world and sat down.

By the time the Ragnarok landed, Shade was rubbing at her eyes, but not out of fatigue this time. Now, it was more out of annoyance. She had her hands full enough as it was trying to alliance her own world, yet now she had to worry about doing so with others again? She had already been through a meeting such as this some time ago when handling affairs in Vana Diel as a representative for San d'Oria. Those were simpler matters than a meeting of world leaders... well.... so long as no one got beheaded this time. But Shade wasn't officially appointed ruler of her world yet, but since she sought to fiercely protect it, and better its own defenses, she thought it best to be here to at least keep herself well informed of the other worlds and whether they would prove a threat or not to her own.


Now walking toward the grand doors to the council room, Shade came face to face with a rather intimidating guard. Well... everyone had their own job to do, Shade could respect that. Her gaze happened to glance at the table only his dark eyes motioned to, and by the look of the small mountain of weapons and random arsenal already there, Shade could see her brother was already here. With a roll of her eyes, Shade swiftly unbuckled the arm braces of her Gryphon to then set the crossbow weapon carefully upon the table. When he scowled at her sword and refused to move, Shade scowled in return and crossed her arms with a firm, slow shake of her head. She was not parting with the Wolf's Bane, and no meeting, or any other event was worth separating herself from it. Several long minutes of silence played out between Shade and that guard. Neither blinked.... neither moved.... until finally, with a reluctant growl, he gave the slightest of nods. "Keep it tethered.."


Shade relaxed just enough to nod and walk past him as he opened one of the double doors for her to enter. She began walking in while tying her hilt to her belt, but in a loose slipknot should she need to bare the blade quickly for any reason. When Shade lifted her gaze, the first face to naturally grab her attention was Raven's. No doubt he wasn't at all too enthused being pulled away from his duties to endure politics, just as she annoyed for wasting her time as well. After giving her brother a curt nod, she took a quick glance about the room to see who all else was in attendance before trying to find her seat. Crucent, she knew, having endured the Vana Diel council with, but Shade was sure the Elvaan never forgave Genesis for his abrupt appearance that day and beheading the ruler of Bastok for his outrageous display of arrogance. Still, Shade and the Elvaan woman somehow managed to bypass the incident and become rather good companions. She gave Crucent a silent nod in greeting, but noticed the odd uneasiness in the Elvaan's eyes and body language.


The other woman, Shade had never met before, but she appeared rather ill by the ghostly appearance of her skin. After giving the stranger a slow nod, Shade made a mental note to at least keep a close eye out over this one if for some reason her condition grew worse throughout the meeting. She then took notice of the genome in attendance, who was still in the process of helping her obtain certain items needed for the Gunblade Shade was secretly attempting to build for herself. She never mentioned her hope to Raven, and no doubt Zidane would probably say something about it now and blow her cover. Just great.... because if she did truly fail on little personal mission of hers, then Raven would know. Still, Shade forced herself to give Zidane a polite nod as well before her stern gaze fell upon the final individual within the room. A cloaked figure she had never seen before, nor could she make any assessment over the individual by first glance. Instead, Shade glanced around the massive table as she slowly paced past the chairs to find her name at an appointed seat.


Shade stood still for a moment while staring at her printed name and giving a faint sniff of annoyance. Since when did anyone tell Shade Leonhart where to sit? With a deepened scowl, her gloved hand reached out and snatched the name card to then walk back where her brother was calmly sitting and trying to get some rest. She jerked out the chair beside him, then flicked away the name card of whomever was supposed to be sitting there only to slap hers down before she took her seat next to Raven. Shade could care less if anyone had any objections as she leaned back and crossed her arms and legs in attempts to get comfortable. She didn't like the feeling of uneasiness about this meeting, nor did Shade need to voice her concerns to know that Raven felt the same. For now, it was a waiting game until the next person arrived.

If there was anything inside of Spira, one would say Emblem of Besaid had a good chance of knowing about it. If there was anything outside of Spira, one would say there is a good chance Emblem of Besaid had no knowledge about it whatsoever.

Outsiders were the only things connecting Emblem to foreign Worlds, and for some time now, his thoughts had been going rampant about foreign threats. Not in the least, technology or other races, but evil hearts even more so. It was that fact that made him decide he should join the World Leader Summit, following the invitation he had received. However...what if those men or women were evil? What if he had no grasp of their customs, nor their vision of what is right? Then, helping Leaderless Worlds was going to be a problem.

Emblem has been given this card by an unknown citizen of Bevelle. The child itself didn't know how or why, but woke up with the note and the feeling she had to bring it to her World Leader: Emblem. She also seemed to contain instructions on how to get to his point of destination, the Amano Gardens.

Emblem fiathfully followed the instructions added and made his way to the Gardens, where he met something that blew his mind; a Moogle. A real, talking Moogle, who told him of his room and everything he needed to know. Problem was, he could hardly pay attention, and slowly reached out to shake the Moogle's hand. The Moogle itself was surprised, but not very much. He understood Emblem's confusion...or better, the confusion of any citizen of Spira. Moogles were nothing but toys and stuffed animals on that world, a concept of fun and relaxation.

Emblem threw his bagpack on the bed of his private room, inspection the lovely, almost surreal terrain. He had a fabulous look-out over the Gardens, a spacious room, a large bed and a rather welcoming food supply. He had taken food with him; he had not known what to expect. As he scouted the terrain, Aeon-Emblem conferred he wished a world with Emblem.

Emblem of Besaid knelled down in prayer, focusing most on his Aeonic comrade. In this internal conversation, his Aeon conveyed his worries of possible attempt to kill Emblem, for whatever reason. It was an ideal place for a trap. Far away from any familiar terrain. Emblem parried any worries with the fact that, would he need a weapon, he'd only need to Summon it, and if they truly wished it to be so, there was hardly anything he could do about it.

A stroll through the Gardens, while in inner conversation with his double, Emblem encountered some other Outsiders. Sitting on a bench in the truly amazing Gardens made him realize he was not really dressed to the occasion. A black sleeveless combat shirt wasn't really what one would call formal.

The rest of the day was peaceful enough, and the day after, Emblem made his way to where the meeting was supposed to be. He was fully wearing his crimson red adorned robe, covering up his Aeonic inscriptions on his shoulder, and any beady necklace or charm he had on him. His more durable boots and pants were something he could not hide, nor would he want to. Formal was one thing; denying his origin was another. As he made his way to the meeting room, some fears of men in stiff attires and harsh ideas crossed his mind, with an axe-wielding berserker being scolded in the middle...He shook these off before being confronted with a guard.

'Take off your weapons please.'

Emblem's axes were resting against his shoulder blades, strapped onto his back. The axemen nodded and removed both of them, placing them on a table at the side, next to a pile of weaponry. Emblem could not resist wondering if this was a warning, or an old familiar of him was also attending the meeting, or was guarding it from the high ground. A familiar with which he traveled through Spira once, and officially, the first Outsider he met, and fully trusted.

Emblem placed his axes down carefully, followed by the Sword of Summons. The blade slowly lost it's darkish blue glow, turning to the original black of Emblem's Darksteel, the material used to forge the blade. The axes, in turn, lost the reddish glow that was present in the red gem embedded into each axe. The World Leader of Spira turned to the guard, with the question where the weapons would go. The guard told him he'd watch over them.

''Agreed. However, the twin axes and the blade are connected to me. I would not want to tell you what would happen were they to be stolen. Take care of them well sir.''

Emblem moved, passing the large white doors. He silently, like a Yevon monk, moved to the table, his crimson garb and white ponytail swaying behind him. The atmosphere was not unlike a Yevonite Temple, pressing on with it's honorary silence. Emblem tried to see where his World was supposed to sit, but saw the card...not near a chair. It was moved. Sarcasm had only a small grip on Emblem, one he voiced softly, but directly.

''I suppose this is as good a start as any..''

Emblem sat down at the one chair that did not have a card anymore, and sat back, looking up at the ceiling, waiting for the meeting to begin. He had not yet gazed around at other World Leaders, as his Aeon talked to him in his mind, both sides prepping hm for what was to come.

Of all the people to come strolling through the doors... Telira did not expect to see Wind. Her day was starting out beautifully... The sarcasm in her mind was biting. The man had stolen a sizeable chunk of her forces to aid in his takeover of one of the other worlds. Yes, she'd suggested that he do something similar, but he'd already bribed them at the time she made the suggestion and she'd specifically stated that he only recruit those who didn't have other tasks.

Yes, her soldiers returned, eventually, but still... there was the principle of the whole thing.

She was not, though, going to get into that with the Summit not even started yet and not knowing most of her fellow Leaders or how they would interpret the circumstances.

She watched the entrance of the representative from Balamb and felt a distinct tremor of wariness. Something in that woman spoke of strength and fearsome ability. She did not want to end up on the wrong side of a fight with her.

The representative from Spira entered, and Telira lifted a curious eyebrow at the fact that the marker for his seat had been moved. Something about him struck her as familiar, but she couldn't quite place the memory. She frowned slightly, trying to remember where she had seen him, and then her eyes widened in surprise.

He'd been the bartender that night in the Multiplex. The one who'd mixed up that green drink that made everything so difficult to remember.

She didn't know what to think, or what to anticipate. She still couldn't remember much of anything from that night.

Balendin followed the Moogle quietly. He was not sure what to expect. He had received an invitation to attend some sort of summit for world leaders. He had been crowned the King of Saronia only three days ago. As sovereign of the largest Kingdom in the world, he assumed he was the best choice to represent his world in this summit and the senders of the invitation must have thought the same. He had sent envoys to entreat with the other towns and kingdoms on both the surface world and the floating continent, but he had yet to hear back from anyone. Hopefully his actions at this summit did not anger those on his world that he hoped to make strong allies of in the future.

This was not exactly an opportune time for Balendin to be away from his throne. Saronia was in ruins. The civil war had burned and destroyed much of Saronia. Buildings needed to be rebuilt and crops needed to be replanted. The army needed to be reformed. The people needed their leader. Hopefully Balendin's newly appointed steward could take care of affairs while he was gone.

The moogle led him to his destination. He thanked the moogle for his help and offered it a Kupo Nut as thanks. The Kupo left happily. The guard seemed to be a dutiful man and quite capable at his job if the pile of weapons were any indication. Balendin held his hands up to show that he was unarmed. The guard looked him over and let him pass into the room.

Balendin found his appointed seat in the hall and sat down. Hopefully this meeting would prove to be quite fruitful. He greatly desired positive diplomatic relations with the leaders of other worlds and this meeting could prove to be a great first step, but on the other hand, this could go the opposite direction and make him unneeded opposition. He would have to be careful with his words and polite yet at the same time not make himself to seem weak and easily pushed around. The fate of Saronia or the whole world could very well be resting on his shoulders.

Looking around Crucent saw that almost everybody had arrived by now and just as she was was about to go get a glass of water, another Moogle walked into the midst of the circle of tables.

"Hello and Welcome To Amano Gardens, kupo. We are pleased to see that so many of you managed to find the time to come here. You are all here as guests, courtesy of a man who, for now; would like to not be named. He may or may not show up later to greet you all, but wants me to assure you all that while you are here, no harm will come to any of you, kupo."

Floating on it's small wings, it looked at all of them and continued
"As for why you are here, kupo, my Master thought it would be wise if all World Leaders could meet others in the same unique situation as they are in themselves. So, he arranged this Summit as a means for you all to get to know eachother and discuss such things as how to best help your Worlds inhabitants now that the travelling portals have been established, allowing a best possible relation between your own people and those who now will be visiting your World from other places, kupo. Also this would be a good place to exchange ideas, technology and general science if you so choose, kupo."

Apparently having finished it's little speech, it turned to face Telira and said with a friendly smile "So now, Kupo, why don't you all introduce yourselves and state wich World you are in charge of, kupo" Gesturing to Telira it said "Since you are the leader of World One, why don't you begin, kupo" then it floated off into a corner.

Telira felt her heart sink and her stomach start to rise as she was singled out to go first. Wasn't this just... peachy. She clenched her teeth for a moment against the wave of nausea that threatened to overtake her and nodded to her fellow World Leaders.

Hopefully she seemed more graceful than simply too sick to move quickly.

After a moment she was able to stand, keeping her balance by keeping her fingertips on the table in front of her. "I am Telira LeNaen and I hold the World Seat for the World of One." She slowly sat back down into her seat, legs trembling still.

She actually considered it something of a success that she managed to keep control of her stomach for so long. Maybe she was finally starting to recover from whatever was making her so sick. She could hope, anyway.

She turned her head to look at the next leader in the rotation, the part of her not focused on keeping her stomach under control was rather curious about the other leaders and their worlds.

Since Balendin was closest to the one known as Telira LaNaen, he could only assume he was to introduce himself next. He rose to his feet.

"I am Balendin and I have been crowned King of Saronia. As the head of the largest kingdom in that world, it seems to fall to me to represent it. My subjects do not seem to have a particular name for the world. They simply refer to one area as the Surface World or the Overworld and the other as the Floating Continent. Since it seems to be considered the third world in the Universal Multiplex, I will not take insult if you wish to refer to it as the World of Three."

Balendin made sure to establish eye contact with each of the other world leaders whilst he was speaking. His face remained stoic showing no emotion. He was actually quite nervous, but he would not let that show to the other leaders around him. After he had finished speaking, he sat back down in his seat.

Wind smirked when his turn came. Exactly two seconds after the last World Leader sat down, Wind stood up. No matter from where he saw it, Wind was definitely the most suspicious one of all, probably thanks to his black cloak, that would even cover half of his face. But he was not going to back off for that. This Summit was important if he wanted to gain allies or information about what was happening in other lands. With that in mind, Wind introduced himself:

Greetings. You can call me Wind, and I'm the current leader of the World of Balance. First of all, I want you to know that I'm not a Leader that was chosen through heritage, nor by the people of the world. In fact, I took this position by force, leading a Coup d'etat with an army formed with trained soldiers and criminals for equal, against a tyranical leader. It happened just some days ago, and we are still in the middle of reparing everything that the last government destroyed. That is all...

And he sat down. Quite the big introduction, but before anyone said a mistaken statement, he needed to explain the reasons of his actions. He smiled again, and looked at the next leader.

Angeal sat there for a moment as he had gotten a letter that had invited him to a place where he was going to meet with the other leaders. He sighed slightly how did anyone find out that he was a leader and more importantly how they knew him. Sighing slightly he picked up his blade. Whoever they where had known he was the leader of a small group to attack shinra. And to get back this world to the original state. Looking around he started heading to this summit place. Upon arriving he saw a guard there.

“May I see your weapons please?” He said to Angeal looking him over and seeing the giant blades on him and the small shinra blade. He nodded and handed the Shinra sword to the man and was sitting there and didn’t know that it was something that he should do or not. But that was something that he had been carrying for a long time and knew that it wasn’t going to be easy getting rid of this guard he looked at the man and smiled softly. “Allow me to keep my buster sword please. My father gave it to me when I was a kid.”

The guard looked at him and nodded. He smiled softly and started to proceed into the house and knew that there was something that he had recognized in this place. And it was crucent and Telira. He smiled slightly as he knew both of them and he didn’t know that she was also the leader of a world. He knew that telira was a leader because she had spoken to him about it but they didn’t know he was the leader of world seven. Approaching the table he looked for his anme and saw it. He sat down at the chair marked for world leader for midgar. He sat down with his Buster sword still on his back against the chair.

Emblem raised an eyebrow, as one by one, the World Leaders started to tell their names and some other information they wished to discuss. Another Moogle had started this. What Emblem bothered most was the fact that he had no knowledge of other Worlds, but even more so...which number did his World have? When would he have to stand up and talk?

Then another man entered the room, apparently late for some odd reason. Emblem did not mind, but he did not like to be interrupted when dealing with more pressing affairs. That, and the man got past a guard with a sword that was larger then most of what he had ever seen. As Emblem went around to count, he saw a certain pattern in where who would sit, well if he counted him and some other swapped. If he was right, he was supposed to sit next to...Raven. So he did attend this meeting. Emblem had no idea he had ascended to World Leadership, but maybe Raven thought the same.

However, if he was right, the man that just came in was supposed to introduce his world...and did not have a clue whatsoever. Emblem however, felt no urge to tell the man he might just be the one who's supposed to introduce himself. As he looked around, Emblem saw more and more faces, but in all honesty, his mind was elsewhere. Thinking, contemplating, preparing. He and his Aeon were dedicated to make this end well.

If no hurt was going to befall them, then why did everyone still cling on to their weapons like children to their toys? If someone wanted them dead, they would have to bring something big on the table. World Leaders aren't weak, that's for sure.

Raven woke up when the moogle had begun speaking to them. Straightening up in his seat, he listened as each individual world leader began introducing themselves. Telira of the first world... She seemed to be uneasy almost like she was sick. If she was, then she was either really dumb for showing up to something like this or really attached to her job. Then came Balendin the King of Sanoria. He seemed to keep a face of stone as he began to speak, making sure he looked to each World Leader, Raven got the sense that the man had done this before.

But then a cloaked man he had never seen before rose. He instantly went on edge, not because of how the man looked but how he held himself. The man was trying to instill a sense of calm and justify what he did. The man threw it all on the table in front of them, making sure to get the information out in the open as soon as possible. Raven didn't like him one bit. But of course Raven didn't get much say in the affairs of other worlds. All Raven could do was set his cerebral weapon call on stand by and bide his time.

Before the next leader could stand and greet themselves, another man walked calmly into the conference room. The large man walked in quietly and took his seat, not realizing he was next in line. Being confused because he was late, the man didn't seem like he was going to stand up and introduce himself.

There was s long stretch of silence, everybody waiting on the man to introduce himself. Raven rolled his eyes, knowing that the man had absolutely no idea what was happening. He stood up, knowing full well that he was going out of order. But he also knew that he did have the time to screw around with bug eyed politicians who believed that everything had to stick to the program. "I am Raven. I am the military head of the colony of New Bodhum on the world of Gran Pulse. While that is just one colony, it is the only civilized colony left after the fall of Cocoon and is the only other worlder friendly port."

Raven sat back down and nodded to the next leader, trying to get them to hurry the hell up.

Zidane nodded his head a bit as he listened to what Crucent and Telira told him though being called Lord Tribal caused him to stare at the woman, he then said to her in a calm tone "Thanks for the information you two, at least we all clueless together...........and please just call me Zidane. I'm not one for all that royal mumbo jumbo, I just the guy that got slapped with this job cause no one else was fit to take it." Zidane then turned to look at Raven when he walked in and gave the gruff man a slight wave, Zidane knew the guy only VERY lightly since he never actually interacted with him due to being busy with his own troubles.

When Raven placed his weapon on the table and said what he did Zidane smirked a bit and said "Well hey if anything I can say you was an very upfront guy about all this if you are an assassin, though you don't seem the type for pointless murder but that's just me." Zidane then leaned back in his chair and placed his feet on his part of the table as he got himself comfortable, like hell if he was going to act like something he is not since well at least then people will know what to expect from him when ever they see him in other places.

Sure enough another guy came in and seemed to know Telira though based on the girl's reaction to the guy and how he talked.....it wasn't a very nice relationship they had, this caused him to be weary of the man and it didn't help that he heard from Repede about the battle the child had with the man....based on what Repede told him the guy knew stuff he shouldn't of known. Now how good this guy's intel was Zidane had no clue but anyone that knew of Repede's past had to of done their homework.

Thankfully a friendlier(?) face walked into the place as Zidane grinned at Shade when she looked his way as his tail waved hello to her, he then watched with a smirk as she pretty much stole someone else's spot to sit next to Raven though why he didn't know nor really cared. He did notice though that she was suppose to sit beside him but eh best for her to be where she wants than where she doesn't want to be in his mind, though he wondered who would get stuck beside him since the spots were filling up.

After a while more some guy who reminded Zidane of Amerant walked into the place and sat next to Zidane where Shade's was suppose to sit, Zidane looked at the guy for a moment then said "You remind me of someone I know, just hope I don't have to gain your friendship like I did for him." Zidane gave the man a smile before he dosed off himself like he didn't have a care in the world......which was sort of true really. He didn't even notice the last few people to come into the place and only woke up when the moogle spoke up about them introducing themselves as he thought 'What are we in school or something....?'

He kept quiet though and listened to the others introduce themselves and speak their mind while he took key notes on what they said, the Wind man being the one to set off the most alarms in his brain. It was then some really big guy walked in and sat down to the other side of Emblem and was apparently suppose to go next, which the man didn't seem keen on doing so Zidane was going to speak up but was stopped by Raven beating him to it. When Raven said what he wanted to say said lifted his tail up as he kept his current posture and said "Well since going in order was getting boring away I'll speak up next. Name's Zidane Tribal and I am the current Ruler of all of Gaia, ya I know I don't look the part but eh what you gonna do. My world is made up of many places but I'll just list the important ones, there are three major kingdoms on Gaia and one other important place. The kingdoms are Alexandria, Lindblum, and Burmecia while the other important place is the Black Mage Village. Well that's it for my world." Zidane had his tail go back to swishing back and forth once more under him as he wasn't going to get up unless someone was going to make him have to get up.

Shade also took in each individual with a studious eye. The newcomers to arrive since herself she already knew. The delivery mission she took on in Spira left herself and this Emblem off to quite a rocky start. She shared a brief encounter with Angeal, but never heard a thing from him since that day he expressed his hopes for his fellow 'friends'.

Once the few introductions had passed, Shade inwardly groaned. As if she didn't already do this enough during all the council meetings back home.... Yet after hearing the cloaked individual speak up, she could only raise her hand and rub her forehead and eyes, knowing exactly what was going through her brother's mind at that very moment without hearing a word or seeing the look at Raven's face.

Thankfully, he bought her some time to mentally prepare herself and stood up to speak first. What little Raven said was a stabbing reminder that Shade seriously needed to get herself up to par over the history and current issues over the world her brother was raised in. Her own was no where near in an uproar as what little Raven described of his own. She only witnessed a brief glance at that chaos when they raged in together to rescue his daughter.

Without delaying herself further, Shade finally came to slow stand just as Zidane took his seat again. She looked to every leader straight in the eye as she spoke calmly and with sound confidence. "My name is Shade Leonhart. My world goes by no name, or many names, depending on who addresses it. As of now, I rule all affairs from Balamb Garden. Although I have not been officially appointed as it's leader, it is my solemn vow to oversee the affairs to my world as well as keep it safe... by any means necessary. We are a peaceful world and extend a hand of alliance to those who may need it.."

With an abrupt nod to them all, Shade took her seat again and growing further aggravated by the nagging headache in the back of her mind.

Standing up, Crucent looked around and said "I am Crucent and I'm the Leader of Vana'Diel. Some of you I already know, the rest I hope to get at least aquainted with during the gathering. My world has six major cities; Windhurst, Bastok and San'Doria, homes to Tarutarus and Mithras, Humes and Galkas and Elvaans. Jeuno; the 'world Capital' I suppose, and Norg where the pirates live as well as Aht Urghan; where most senior Adventurers live. Other then that, there is also fourteen different races of Beastmen all hostile to others to some extent, and I'm currently trying to get everybody to stop killing eachother inbetween all the paperwork."

Sitting down again, she relaxed a little. Looking around she tried to remember if they all had introduced themselves, and she was almost certain they all had.