Mogna the moogle made her way into the last room at the resort. The place had become full recently and considering the fact that it wasn't even the season where business boomed made her grateful that she made the switch to Mog's Resort and stopped working as a clerk at Mognet. Sure she was a waitress slash bus boy kind of employee, but at least she met people and got into interesting situations.

But after taking her breakfast cart to the last room on the second floor of the resort and entered, she felt like she walked into a tense calm.

Mogna had always appreciated the simple luxuries of the resort's rooms. All white walls and ceiling carved with intricate designs that were otherwise bare. The rooms which the guests stayed in was pretty much one room only with a small bathroom adjacent to it. There wasn't a kitchen or anything like that since room service provided breakfast in the morning and the guests all ate in the café for dinner at night.

From what Mogna had been told there was a young couple staying in this room and from there she thought she would see them right away when she entered the room. She saw one of them right away. A tall lean muscular man standing near the balcony doors with his arms crossed over his broad chest. He seemed to be in thought when the moogle entered his presence.

Being a bit nervous around this enigmatic man, Mogna set about her duty. "Excuse me sir? I'm Mogna of Mog's Resort."

She pushed the cart up to the small circular table in the center of the room. The man turned his attention to the furry little creature, his voice sounding smooth and enigmatic. "Mogna of Mog's Resort? So that's where we are?"

"Sorry for the inconvenience, kupo. You and your friend seemed a bit out of it when you arrived here in the middle of the night, kupo," Mogna said as she began to get the cart undone, which held a few plates of food that would be considered a delicacy for breakfast.

"Call me Caius, and we did. On behalf of my partner I do apologize for that," he said, taking a seat at the table.

"Where is your partner, by the way, kupo?"

The man pointed towards the large white feather bed not far from where the table was. Laying just under the covers was a young woman in her early twenties with long pink hair and laying fast asleep. She had been asleep ever since she hit the mattress. While she had slept since they had arrived Caius had been rather restless and had decided to watch over her until she would wake up.

"Lightning won't be too happy that we stayed here, or that I have asked for a week stay either," Caius said, a little smirk formed on his lips. Though he kept his devious thoughts to himself, he couldn't wait for her to wake up so he could tell her.

He'd also be able to let her know that their access to the Historia had been severed and that they would not be able to return home anytime soon. She was going to blow a gasket.


Author's Notes: this one is rather short because I am on a deadline, and I promise to make the next chapter and the ones that follow longer (this is a story I am looking forward to working on). Enjoy!