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The sound of the vibrant blue Chocobo's clawed feet as it hit the ground reached up to greet a the ears of the cloaked figure on its back. There, in the distance, rested Besaid. There, she would find what she was looking for. Memories of another person or another being called to her there. Somehow, she would find them. All she had to do was listen, and listen closely. 

The cloaked figure leaned forward against the breeze that came with the sprinting chocobo's stride. With its rare color, the chocobo would certainly stand out to the medium sized village below, though that would be perfectly alright. She was never one for stealth and preferred to make herself known. Below, she could see members of the village bustling about their days. With any luck, she would not meet any resistance.

The woman on the chocobos back held on tightly as the chocobo made its way toward the gates. It let out a shrill 'TWEEWEEWEE!' as it saw other people, being the sociable bird it was, and hopped down the cliffs edge rather than taking the convenient path laid out for travelers.

"Ngh...!" The cloaked rider dug her heels into the birds side to keep from falling off as it bounded down its shortcut. "Silly bird..." Without waiting for the rider to pull its reigns, it began again again at a sprint... but not towards the gates like she had wanted, but to the beach and the docks. "Mercury!" She hissed, trying to reign it in. Then the rider looked up to see a large crowd of people gathered on the beach by some blitzball players of some kind... and near one of the players, someone was throwing around a blitzball.

[i]Oh no, not again.[/i]

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The chocobo's feet patting the sand only went faster as it leaped over the large group of people, flapping its tiny flightless wings fruitlessly, luckily not hurting anyone as it hopped over the majority of the crowd and ran full speed at the blitzball player talking to two other girls who had thrown the ball at him in the first place, all the while singing a loud, echoing and triumphant "TWWEEWEEEEEEEEE!" Knowing what came next, the rider closed her eyes tightly and waited for the inevitable.

[@Aerandir]It came to a dead stop just before it hit the player, flinging the rider who took full force of the momentum straight off of the chocobo and barreling into the player. She and the blitzball player would topple over each other down to the waters edge where the momentum would finally grind to a halt. Up on the shore, the chocobo gingerly picked up the blitzball that had hit the player with its oversized beak before tossing it in the air and trying to play with it.