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Well there you go, 5.4 done. For the few that still read these, I will complete this expansion arc, so don't worry. ;-)



Dear Sisters:

As I travel these realms, I see many different maladies affecting various people in many ways. Some of them are not so bad, others extremely bad. Luckily, being the way I am, (you know, clueless ditz), no one ever asks my help with actually curing them, thank the Twelve. So one would think that was GOOD, right? WRONG! Nope, guess who constantly gets stuck with playing 'errand girl' having to go and find all the crap needed for those so called cures, go on, GUESS? UGH, I swear Sisters, if I was not so generous with my time I would leave ALL those people to their fate!


Minnie: (pops in, reads, snorts) "Generous? who are we kidding? The Annabel I knew would wring me out of every little Gil she could get her greedy little hands on for the quests I gave!"
Anna: (Looks up, fumes) "And do you blame me Minnie? I am NOT someone's errand girl. I am a seasoned adventurer who should have gotten important quests; NOT ones to fetch something halfway across Eorzea!"
Minnie: "HA! And even then Annabel, you screwed those up by taking FOREVER to do them my little good for nothing lazy blonde bimbo."
Anna: "Only to stay away from YOU from giving me MORE of them!....."
MDP: (pops in, groans when hearing the two blonde bitches) "Do you two MIND? I heard you all the way in the netherealms."
Anna: "Phhhhtt, SHE started it!"

As you know from my last letter loooong ago, the whole crap thing with the First, (Which WAS the worst, and I hope I NEVER see that place again!), was FINALLY over with, and everyone was back home on our dear Crystal Tyrant's home world. One would actually think that I would have gotten some kind of rest since, you know, I saved the asses of ALL those slightly less useless lackeys of mine. But NOOOOOOO, of COURSE not! That little draconian leader of ours kept strict tabs on me, and told me under threat of becoming Pet chow, NOT to disappear 'mysteriously' or she would make me 'disappear permanently' herself.

UGH, and THIS is what I get for dragging that little shrimp along through Ishgard. I should have let the dragons eat her!

Minnie: "Annabel! These constant threats of sweet Tataru need to stop!"
Anna: "Minfilia you ditzy ghost, she's the one threatening ME! There is NOTHING 'sweet' about her, it's ALL an act!"
Minnie: "Ugh, NOT a ghost! Why my dear Tataru puts up with you I will never know."
Anna: (whispers to MDP) "I am telling you Dragon, peas in a pod, only thing different is their size."
MDP: "I'm beginning to see that."
Minnie: "Annabel, I heard that!"

After what seemed like, I don't know, YEARS, I finally got summoned to the newly redone torture chamber, AKA Scion headquarters. (You know, it was not really a 'sex palace' anymore since Minnie was not running it, Tataru is not really into that sort of thing. Sadism is more that little shrimps forte') Getting there, I saw that the other members were quietly subdued and in line, with the Cruel Crumpet herself waiting in the meeting hall for my arrival, whistle in hand in case her Pet was needed to enact punishment for things that displeased her.

Luckily for me, Tataru seemed actually mellow for once, maybe because she finally got her main minions back to boss around. Whatever the reason, I was greatly relieved and was anxious to get this over with so I could once more get away from the sounds of pain and suffering coming from the back rooms.

The topics began with the mess up in Garlemald, everyone seemed really worried about it including me. I mean after all, I just KNEW that eventually I would have to go up and deal with that mess; well unless it was going to sort itself out and THAT was not very likely to happen.

While this was going on, that eternally ponytailed Lyse appeared looking worn out and eying Tataru wearily to see what mood she was in today. Seeing the munchkin's mellow state, Lyse relaxed and told us of ANOTHER big meeting with the heads of state concerning what to do about the Garleans, and the request for our presence there.

I, of course, groaned at this. Another BORING meeting, well at least I could get some rest while they blathered along about everything and then some. But this was not to be the case. That annoying twin, WHS, had her own ideas and wanted to go investigate a possible cure for tempering.

Sisters, I don't know if I ever mentioned tempering. It is when one gets put under the influence of those annoying Primals that I am always dispatching. Once afflicted, you become its slave and your mind is gone. It REALLY sucks for them and pretty much ruins their life. Yeah, it's a BAD thing, but WHS figured that with the cure she made for the Sin Eater issue in the First, it might just work for those tempered here.

Admittedly, it was not a bad idea, and the others thought so too, so she was allowed to go pursue it. But it seemed that she needed someone to fetch all the crap for her to make this thing, so guess who got FORCED....er persuaded to go and help? That's right, ME!!!

MDP: "Hmmmm, one would think Girl you would be willing to devote your time freely to such a good cause."
Minnie: (looks shocked) "Annabel? Think again, I am SURE she bitched to the moon and back about it."
Anna: "Did NOT! Wow Minnie, don't think much of me do you?"
Minnie: "And you just NOW realize that Annabel?"
Anna: "Hmmph!"

To my surprise though she asked our new resident Catboy, the former Exarch, to come with us? Why? It that he had access of some kind because of something or another to the ancient machines in that headache inducing science cesspool called Azys lla. Ugh, this little trip couldn't have gotten more crappy if I tried! But wait, it DID!

Once there, the two newly minted technology fans got to work trying to find references to tempering effects from Primals. It was all terribly dull and made me wonder if the meeting would have been a better idea; at least there I could be bored AND have yummy food to munch on in the process.

Finally some progress was made and the two over eager science lovers dragged starving little me to some strange residence where people used to live. But, surprise, surprise, the place was locked up and for SOME reason, no one wanted to just simply, you know, break the door down; I mean SERIOUSLY? It's not like anyone, you know, LIVED there anymore. And THIS is why 'smart' people are idiots!

So after a waste of time trip to find lightning shards in the area to fry the lock instead of the super simple way of just using my wand to well, MAKE lightning! (Stupid asses!) We got access and found a data sphere. And get this sisters, the thing was password protected, which means you have to speak a certain word and the thing tells you want you want to know. Did we guess the password, of COURSE not, remember, we are back in Eorzea, where nothing is EVER easy!!!!!

(Gods, it's been a looooong time since I have written that.)

And get THIS! This stupid ball was sooooo mouthy. It actually INSULTED me by calling me......common.....COMMON! Sisters, only my pure and good heart to help the people of Eorzea stayed my hand from frying the damn thing with my wand!

Minnie: (coughs and sputters) "Pure and good heart? Annabel, that is the biggest pile of crap I have EVER seen you write, and I have seen some BIG piles from you!"
Anna: "HA! Admit it Minnie, you are just jealous! No one would ever call YOU pure!"
Minnie: "ANNABEL! I will have you know that I had a stellar reputation when I was alive."
Anna: "Nope, DON'T believe it."
MDP: "If it is any consideration, I think you both are full of it. Purity, please; both your hearts are as dark as the abyss."
Anna: "You shush!"

Not having any luck getting into this piece of crap. (remember people, technology BAD! Use good ol' paper journals!), the crazy tech loving Catboy decided to turn to the OTHER crazy tech loving people, AKA, Cid and his cronies.

You know, I don't really talk about those guys at the Ironworks very much, but I will admit that their rather unhealthy obsession for doodads, gadgets, and very weird machines have helped me out of one scrape or another. Personally, I just think they do it to actually get a chance to get out of those stuffy workshops and be around a really beautiful woman who gives them the time of day. Hey, I don't mind making social sacrifices for the good of the realms!......weeelll, as long as no one actually SEES me with them......

Minnie: (rolls eyes) "Please Annabel, you know very well that you are attracted to Cid, I have seen you making eyes at him."
Anna: (looks shocked) "MINNIE! Those are total lies! I mean he's.....he's old enough to be my FATHER for crying out loud!"
Minnie: (scoffs) "Please, that doesn't matter, Twelve, I thought the man was damn good looking."
MDP: "I will admit from what I have seen, he is rather a good example of the male Garlean species. Many females seem to be rather enamored with him."
Anna: "Oh please, of course you two would be, you know, being OLD and all."
Minnie: "Annabel! Fine, BE that way, I know better Miss I need EVERY man to like me'."
MDP: "From what I have seen this is ALSO true Girl."
Anna: "Hmmph!"


Continued: Part 2