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On the second night the ground begins to shake. The islanders seem well versed in earthquake safety and there is no mass panic- from them anyways. They will help any voidtreckers who don't know what to do in such a situation. The shaking is over quickly and is not strong enough to do any major damage though there are some after shocks throughout the day.

More worryingly are the thick clouds that roll out, covering the sky. Despite the memories these might invoke in the void warriors they are normal clouds.

Or perhaps not that normal, dawn breaks into darkness, the sun barely penetrating. Shadows are deep and the temperature cooler. It is not too dark to see, more like an endless twilight.

The monsters do not retreat into the sea as dawn comes. Instead they continue their attack into the day, unrelenting.

The seas themselves are rough, large waves crashing down onto the beach. The current is strong, as if the very sea itself is fighting them.

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That's the spirit, Ignis.

Resilient as their shells are, it doesn't stop a swift kick in the right spot from knocking a crab over, the spell in place making the snapping claws less a problem with such a move. Sometimes, anyway--when with one crab on its back, another comes beside Tidus in that time, a pinch meant to encase his leg being swapped out hastily with his sword to block it.

Tidus struggles for a second or so before pulling it free, knocking the other claw coming for him with the body of the blade. The contact slows the crab's next movements, and with that small space of time, Tidus pierces into where the arm connects, a pincer dropping into the sand. Another distraction earned, the sword plunges in deep, taking the monster out of commission and allowing Tidus to turn away as the sea creature goes limp.

And what does he see but--

"Whoa! Armed crab!"

--that one crab wielding Ignis's shortsword very, very poorly.

And it would be trying to attack another fighter, if it didn't appear to be waving the sword more like a flag than in any meaningful way, the blade at an unhelpful angle (for the crab), and essentially making that one claw arm useless for anything.

It almost looked like it was trying to excitedly show off its loot to the person it was bothering than anything else.

Tidus can't help himself. With no immediate enemies around him to make a priority instead, he calls up a spell, a swirl of light becoming moving liquid under his spare hand. He makes a batting motion, making it drop, and with a foot ready kicks it like a ball before it touches the sand.

It shoots off, spinning, making contact and knocking the crab and its new toy back, the blade free from its pincer.

Crab knife fight was over before it really began. Tidus may or may not be taking a second to give a woot. (he is)

"Keep a sharp eye out!" Ignis called, trying to get at the cast of crabs that were following Tidus. His physical reflexes were fine when he wasn't trying to summon or wield one of his crystalline weapons and the advisor was now starting to recognize that. But first he had to get the damn short sword back.

For a moment though, all he can do is watch whatever spell the other is casting because he's just a curious scholarly sort. He had even asked Y’jhimei about her magic spells when the group had met her. Once the unarmed crustacean was on the ground and Tidus emerged victorious Ignis nodded and elementally enhanced his daggers. One of the crabs then gave him such guff that the man was impressed before finally ending it.

With a sigh he turned to his companion. "I'm collecting as much seafood as we can carry. I'll be asking the other fighters on our team to do the same." And then he got busy avoiding a snapping claw.

Hey, Tidus wasn't going to chide or say anything about the guy stopping--he didn't even noticed, caught in the moment of having a little fun. With that done, Tidus remembers the crab he left on its back, but he pauses when Ignis reveals his plans. All this crab... and whatever a sharkhead bear thing falls under.

"You think it's gonna keep?"

What did the village people have in ways of storing seafood? But with that said, Tidus goes for his next intended kill, who still hasn't found a way to get its awkward physique upright.

Having retrieved the short sword, it was a good thing Ignis hadn't brought all of the weapons with him that Duo had given him. But when Tidus looked at the upside down crab, the blondish head shook.

"None of this will sadly. However, I'm quite sure we'll be rather inundated with crab and whatever the shark things are. Plus I'll need to bring back shells for Tony since he'd mentioned they would be useful to him." This is part of the reason Ignis was so exhausted half the time. Usually he had healing feeding and protecting to do for his tiny team on top of foraging. Luckily he had gotten help because he was so exhausted.

Their number of nuisances have thankfully trickled down, at least in the still living department, with the one that had been carrying the blade finished by the villager it had been pestering (after being knocked aside).

Tidus scans the area to be sure, and he doesn't see much life than in the people. Looks back at Ignis, letting out a comfortable exhale as he rolls the arm that the guy had healed earlier.

"Oh yeah? What for?" Oh- "That one of the kids?"

Kids from the island or someone from the train. Whichever of the two.

Ignis shook his head. "I'm not quite sure, but he asked me to ask the team to bring back seashells for whatever project he's working on." At the other question the advisor looked at Tidus. There was a small smile as there were so many comparisons he could make in the blink of an eye about Tony and children.

However.

"He's the leader of the train, have you not met him?"

That gets Tidus's brow to furrow, slowing the roll of his shoulder.

"Nnnnno. I thought nobody knew who was running the train?"

Did he miss something?

Green eyes blinked a few times at the blonde, trying to understand what the other didn't quite understand. But then he quickly realized that they were talking about two very different subjects.

Okay.

"No one knows who the conductor is as to who is manning the train controls. But there is a man aboard named Tony Stark who has taken the leadership of the train for the people. He is the leader of the Red team and the train council. When we get back, I'll be sure to introduce you."

That made sense because when Ignis had boarded the train he didn't meet Tony right off either.

He'd be more embarrassed over the goof if the idea of anybody being leader of a train wasn't...weird, especially hearing it this far in. Did he forget about it in that leaflet? It's been forever. Probably.

"Oh, okay. Sure." But Tidus will roll with it, if still somewhat perplexed, shrugging out his arms (though not far, with his sword still held). "Never heard of a leader of a train before," he admits with a joking tone.

"Neither have I, thinking the one who runs it is the actual leader." Ignis smiled, recalling how Tony had been out on the platform handing out the paper surveys saying 'Just fill it out asshat.'

Lovely introduction really.

"Then again I suppose being on the train is quite a different place altogether." He'd been on a train once when he was little. And from what he heard from Prompto there was another he would board later and have lost his sight.

"Yeah, no kidding." He's gotta agree there, Tidus has. The whole train business in general isn't a normal situation. "But some people are used to this kind of thing, aren't they? What about you? You gone to different worlds before this happened?"

This being their forcibly signed on as World Heroes, or whatever one wanted to call it. Voidtreckers?

Ignis thought a moment before replying with a shake of his head. "I suppose there are those used to travelling from world to world." The advisor himself wasn't among them however. Place to place was a thing the four did sure, but they didn't travel to a different world entirely.

"Not for any of us but we were aware of people being able to access our world, so I suppose it would certainly make a good argument to have that sort of portal work as a two way conduit." Y’jhimei had come in with her chocobo and the Wind Messenger Garuda as well as those Ixal beast men.

That we implies more than just Ignis, but the latter of what he's said has Tidus thinking for a moment, trying to picture it. By a portal...

"So you have a portal that lets other people come over...just sitting there somewhere? Really?"

Literally? And they couldn't even access it the other way? Tidus was perplexed as he was curious.

"It was at one point, not that the rest of us we aware of it until the portal traveler showed up with her giant chocobo into our world." The poor girl had literally been sat upon by the huge bird like creature and was squishing her. It took greens to get the thing to move, but move it had and so they'd met Y’jhimei and helped her out. After all, with what was brewing happened to be in their own world and they wouldn't have found out about it had she not clued them all in.

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"That's weird!" A portal, just sitting around and nobody knew. But if he thinks about it for a second--and he does--would anyone in Spira knew if there was such a thing just...around? Not at all.

"I wonder if more of us have ways of getting to other worlds and we never knew?" And this train business isn't as out there as some of them think. Huh! "We coulda met each other sooner!"

Well, maybe not. But isn't that a thought?

"It's a possibility. After all, how else would a train be able to come into our worlds and kidnap us?" Ignis had pondered that one a lot. He also wondered if the thing somehow snatched them at sleeping moments or caught them no matter what they were doing.

But whatever happened or how it happened, his friends were here and of course Tidus was putting a positive spin on this so Ignis smiled slightly. The break or alternate reality going on now was buying Noct more time to not be in a rush to get back to the events taking place on Eos. He could enjoy life and be given more time to actually get around to the business of living it.

"However I don't believe it was the same portal the train came through..though I suppose one wouldn't be able to find out so easily.." But the thought of meeting the blitzball player sooner was a pleasant thought.

"Nah," Tidus agrees, regarding where the train came from. He's keeping half an eye across the immediate expanse of the beach as he speaks for any wandering monsters, but from what shows off the light of the bonfires, the sea creature are being kept at bay at the farthest reaches, and the coast was still clear for them. "This train didn't look like it needed any portal. But I've heard other people talk about going to different worlds... and a lot gets lost to history. Who knows what we used to do in our worlds, one time?"

Spira had lost so much history, that the thought of a portal just sitting around... well, it wasn't seeming so inconceivable to Tidus. Nevertheless, a swab of dull red catches his eye just then emerging onto the shoreline a distance behind Ignis. Not close enough to get the sneak on the man, but--

"Six o'clock!" Meaning, behind. That's a closer problem for Ignis to deal with than Tidus, who's now watching the shoreline closer. Was a new wave of crabs coming?

It was a subject Ignis had put thought into but he could never fully explain it to the point where it made sense. Time travel was factored into it because how else could he explain Gladio not knowing things along with himself? Then Prompto and Noctis knew of things that were even further from the two other Crownsguard. It was just confusing and what was worse as to why it kidnapped children and adults that couldn't even fight.

"I don't have all of the answers unfortunately." The advisor hated admitting that but he wasn't going to lie to Tidus either. That was just bad repayment of the other's unfailing kindness and assistance.

Hearing the blonde now, Ignis didn't even question it and summoned his lance after standing up. Fresh crab on a stick, alright.

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