It was a bright and cloudless morning in the Mist and all was fairly quiet at The Midnight Moogle. Melody had been awake for a while taking enough time to get herself ready for the supply run she and Martsia had been assigned.
Brio had called them all to a meeting several days before and laid out his game plan on what still needed to be done before they opened up shop. She smiled gently to herself, feeling proud at how much Brio had taken control of managing the place. Her twin still had a long way to go in regards to maturity, but he was making progress.
"Let's see, am I forgetting anything?" she asked herself.
She stood back looking at the objects she'd laid out on her bed while she finished eating the fruit bread she'd nabbed earlier from the kitchen. Coinpurse with enough for deposits and snacks, notebook, pencil, cleaning cloth for her glasses, and their chef's shopping list. She liked to travel light, to say the least.
Nodding in approval, Melody neatly packed everything into her well-used leather satchel, slung it over her shoulder, and turned to head out the door.
Oschon, Oh Oschon
What did we do to thee
That you'd let us be ravaged by
This sickness of the sea
What did we do to thee
That you'd let us be ravaged by
This sickness of the sea
