[ There's a shuffling sound; someone has found their journal and decided to start checking it out! She's poking everything, this and that, and cooing curiously as she does. Naturally, the very first button she manages to push is the voice function. ]

Let's seeeee, how do I get you working? I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like this... I bet Sazh could figure it out in no time, though.

Aah..? Hey, wait! It's... Aaaah... hah? [ She pauses for just a moment, watching it with a wide-eyed expression, though imperceptible to the listeners unfortunate enough to have to sit through a symphony of confused and intrigued noises as she checks out her new-found communication device. ] Aah! It's recording, huh? Guess that means I should say something! But ...What should I say?

[ There's a little bit of a giggle and a few quiet noises as she rearranges herself to sit down. ] Well...

Hi, everyone! Can you hear this? I just got here... even though I'm not really sure where 'here' is, right now. [ All of that loud effervescent cheer seems to fade just a little, but only for a moment as she continues to speak, mostly to herself. ] I'm sure I'll be able to figure that much out soon enough. Definitely doesn't look like anyplace on Cocoon, that's for sure! The sky looks all... normal. Like a real sky. [ And even if she doesn't know where she is, she can definitely appreciate that fact! Seeing Cocoon from the inside had been interesting, but nothing could really compare to the wilderness of Gran Pulse, the authentic sun and sky looming overhead, stars, rather than the lights of distant cities, doting the night like dots of white on a grand black canvas. ] It's nice.

Anyway... I was hoping that someone would be able to help me? You see, I'm looking for my friends, but... the truth is, I don't even know where to begin when it comes to looking. Their names are Fang, Sazh, Hope, Lightning and Snow. [ There's a brief pause and she inhales slowly, fighting back rising panic that she's managed to end up someplace all alone without family or friend. But she's still a little hopeful. She can't be the only one here... can she? ] If you've see them, could you tell them 'Vanille' is looking for them? Or— tell me, and I'll find them, myself. Okay?

[ ... no answer. She's not sure how this is supposed to work, so maybe she just needs to be patient? Not that that's very easy, for her. ] Hm. Well— ciao!

[ A moment later, as if she thought that sign off had stopped the recording itself: ]

I hope someone out there can hear this.