It was movie night at Figaro Castle. Celes, Locke, Terra, Sabin, and a few others were already seated. Clarissa, a close ally of the Returners hailing from Earth, popped in the video tape.

"What're we seeing tonight?" Celes asked.

"Titanic, based on a tragedy that happened on my world long ago..." Clarissa replied, sitting down.

When everyone was settled down and sharing popcorn (except for Sabin, who had his own bowl), Clarissa hit the play button on the remote control.

As the movie's flashbacks started, Locke put his arm around Celes, and she leaned her head on his shoulder. Slowly, her mind began to wander...

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The time: 11:45. The place: South Figaro, Gaia. The date: April 10th, 1912. A huge crowd had gathered to either witness or ride upon the new ocean liner Titanic on its maiden voyage.

Celestine Chere-Bukater, her mother, and General Leo Romande got out of their car one by one. As the butler handled baggage, Celes and Leo gazed up at the humongous ship.

"I don't see what all the fuss is about," Celes mused. "It's no bigger than the Moritania."

"You must be joking, Celes! Titanic is the grandest ship in all the world! It's much bigger and fancier than the Moritania!" Leo replied. "God himself couldn't sink this ship!"

Meanwhile in a Café by the waterfront, two men, a sasquatch, and a moogle were engrossed in a game of poker.

"I can't believe you bet our tickets, kupo!" the moogle grumbled to his sasquatch partner Umaro, whacking him with his spearhead.

"Ungah!" was Umaro's only reply. The two men, Locke and Setzer, snickered.

"Ante up! Somebody's life's about to change!" said Setzer, smirking.

"Mog?" Locke slyly questioned.

"Kupo.." the moogle grumbled, slamming down his low cards.

"Set-" Setzer's hard gaze told him, Don't even ask!

Locke looked at his cards, then turned to the sasquatch. "Umaro?"

"Ungaah!!!" said Umaro, putting his cards down.

"Hmmm...two pair...uh-oh..." Locke turned to his comrade. "I'm sorry Setzer, but-"

"You idiot!" Setzer yelled, grabbing Locke by the jacket. "I taught you everything I know! How could you-"

"...you're not gonna see Darryl for a long time...'cause we're goin' to Albrook! Full house boys! Yahoo!" Locke yelled, slamming down his cards on the table.

Setzer dropped Locke and slapped him on the back. "That's my boy! I'll make a cardsharp outta you yet!"

"Kusharpie!" Mog yelled, jumping up onto the table. He pointed his spear at Locke's throat. Locke gulped, then ducked as Mog swung his spear around and whacked Umaro upside the head with it.

Locke laughed as the two went into an all-out brawl. "We're goin' on!"

"My luck is improving! I'm going to Albrook!" Setzer cried.

"No mate, Titanic go to Albrook, in 5 minutes!" the bartender corrected, pointing at the grandfather clock.

"Sh*t, let's go!" yelled Locke, snatching up the money and tickets. He stuck his hand into the dust cloud of a moogle-sasquatch fight, pulled out a few trinkets, and pocketed them.

He and Setzer raced out of the café, pushed their way through the crowd, and ran the docking ramp. An Imperial Star Line officer was about to close the door leading inside.

"Passengers! We're passengers!" Locke cried, waving the 3rd Class tickets in the officer's face.

"Come along then!" came the reply, and Locke and Setzer darted in.

They raced down the hall, bumping into confused people along the way. "We're the luckiest sons of b*tches in the world!" Locke yelled. "G60...G60..Ah-ha!"

Setzer opened the door, and both walked in. Two moogles occupied a set of bunks. Locke scrambled into a vacant top bunk and put his sack down.

"Who says you get top bunk?!" Setzer grumbled, swatting playfully at his comrade, who rolled over chuckling.

"Kupo kupo?" one of the moogles asked.

Locke extended a hand down. "Locke Cole, master treasure hunter and artist."

"Setzer Gabbiani, gambler," Setzer introduced. All 4 shook hands and paws, then Setzer and Locke headed topside.

"Kupo-po? (Where's Mog?)" the second moogle asked the first.