Scene #5451: White Berserker goes Home

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Bahamut	Bahamut is always happy to see White Berserker, and even happier to share the progress being made at Home. It is a short trip by airship from the warp gate at Bevelle to the big desert island of Bikanel and the large crater that is Home. Bahamut invites White Berserker to ride with him on the upper deck during the trip, and that is where he is now as the airship flies through the sky, the wind whipping past. It is quite a view of the sun sinking in the sky and gives the real thrill of flying, with the ships zipping past the clouds, sometimes through a cloud. Of course, if White Berserker isn't that comfortable with flying, the cabin of the airship is just as accessible and still gives a great view.
Frankenstein	Her Master is normally with her when she goes out but... the mana around Home and Spira in general let her keep herself materialized... its here that she's riding with Bahamut on the upper deck of this airship, looking over the edge, watching the ground and clouds fly by. It's been a while since she's been to Spira, and well, she wanted to get out and do something on her own for a bit, beach was planned but... Home was a good second point. "Baha...mut?" comes a questioning sound from her... "What's the rest.... of spira... like?"
Bahamut	Bahamut looks over as he hears the question, then smiles. "It is beautiful. I do not think there is a single section of it that is not." he says, then raises an eyebrow. "Would you like to go somewhere other than Home? It is not required that we go there, but you suggested it. If you prefer we can visit the deep jungles of Kilika or the beaches of Besaid, or even the Lightning Plains. Dangerous, but beautiful." He chuckles. "Much like yourself."
Frankenstein	Berserker blinks a bit... "Could... we explore? Ber...serker... is interested." she comments again, slow but steady as she looks back over the edge of the airship. The flirting, however, gets unnoticed as she ponders... "Lightning... Plains? Besaid? Ki..lika?" a pause, she looks towards Bahamut, "Home... is fine too..."
Bahamut	Bahamut smirks lightly as his compliment goes unnoticed. "Well, how about a tour then. We can go to Besaid first, then Kilika, and finish with the Lightning Plains." he says. He explains the new plan over the radio, and the captain changes course. "This is a very fast airship. It will take very little time to reach it." he says. They had just reached the desert shore, but now they head back over the ocean. It is ocean as far as the eye can see. Glistening waves reflecting a stream of sunlight. "What sort of landscape do you prefer?"
Frankenstein	Berserker blinks a bit more, nodding slightly towards Bahamut. "Green." she comments simply, walking over to the larger dragon-like person, "Green. Flowers grow." it's relatively simple, but still, it's her preferred landscape. "Can... show me... good... green land?" she questions, turning to look at the horizon... "Or... can... show me... summoner... pilgrimage?"
Bahamut	Bahamut rests a hand on Berserker's shoulder when she approaches. "Green. Kilika it is." he says, then grins. "And we can visit the temple while we are there." he adds. The airship adjusts course lightly and in a few minutes they soar over an island with huge, lush trees. thick underbrush, and flowers as big as a person. And on the glimpses through the canopy creatures can be seen that look much like flowers themselves. But, they don't look friendly. "Kilika. Home of the Temple of Ifrit, the fire aeon." The airship comes in low over the town and docks at the wooden dock that seems meant for water-bound ships. Once the ship has stopped, Bahamut offers Berserker a hand. If accepted, he scoops her up and takes the short flight to the shore. The small village seems to be the only clearing before the tropical forest. Dark skinned islanders greet the pair in a friendly manner, but don't take much notice other than that.