Other Chronicle: Character Shorts

Other Chronicle: Costa Conflict

The following is from the POV of multiple characters, taking place during the 3 month timeskip in between Season 3 and Season 4.

Stryker Zephyen 

I woke up REAL early today so I had EXTRA time to be a hater. 

Apparently, Minfilia had called for a Scion appointed beach party at 10 'o'clock at night. Damn near EVERYONE was already asleep, except me, because I was training. Sure, a beach party sounds nice to unwind and relax with, but I want to FIGHT. Ever since we got Thordan out of the way and Eniro was ruled in as innocent, I have been BORED. BORED, BORED, BORED. There's no big evil to thwart or some bad guy to punch out of his heinous ways. It's just…stuff! And things! Stuff and things! And I got so used to our current routine that nothing even feels right anymore. I'm just sitting around! So, I hatched a plan.

Unfortunately, I can't actually fight the people there. They don't have rings or official sanctions. But you want to know what they DO have?

Beach volleyball.

Shot put.

Beach basketball.

I'm walking onto that sand a MENACE, and though I can't actually fight anybody there, not a SINGLE soul at that parties gonna out-sport me.

It's game time.

Hirosch Namitz 

Okay, look.

I didn't even KNOW that there was a beach party happening today. I was gonna sleep in! But do you want to know WHY I'm going? Why I'm even bothering to make my way from my comfortable Gridanian home to La Noscea and rock the place?

Because of Namitz. My Reaper. He's this little shadow demon with the head of a dragon and this really sick cloak, and he comes out to help me fight whenever I activate my Soul Surge. Not so bad, right? It wouldn't be! If Namitz couldn't TALK.

It was IN. MY HEAD. He told me about the beach party and wouldn't shut up unless I got up to go. He even had the AUDACITY to try and choose what I wore! like his opinion mattered! He's not even wearing this stuff!

Ugh.

Well, at least I have something to do today. Minfilia said 1 PM to 3 PM, and I just left my house now at 12:31. God, I hope this doesn't feel as long as it sounds.

Eniro Niro

The only reason I'm here is cause I made a bet with Cyprus. He wants to see if I can beat Stryker in a beach sport, and judging by the fact that I just;

A. watched that man cross Ravna's ankles into the Aether playing basketball-

Ravna Chamberlain

AHHHHHH-

And-

B. Spike a volleyball into Troy,  Pipin, Papashan, and Hirosch, all at the same time no less-

I'd much rather just give him the 1,000 Gil now. I'm no good at any sport unless there's death involved, but knowing my new schedule and position, I'd rather not sully the name I just cleared. Luckily enough, I wasn't the only person there sitting off to the side amidst the WAVE of people (This pun was 100% intentional.) that had shown up. Alliance soldiers, regular civilians, hell, ALL FOUR EORZEAN LEADERS CAME TO THIS BEACH PARTY. And I have something to say about that!

First off, how and why does Raubahn have THAT many scars?

Secondly, Why is Merlwyb so unfathomably good at Shot Put?