I realized this a little while ago, when I got to the airship. If the only way on or off of the Airship is by Cid's teleporter, then how did Issaru get off? Note- Heathenishness isn't a word I'd normally use, I don't think that this is even the right context, but I realized that there is no devil in FF, but there are heathens, so devilishness would be heathenishness. As another note, since you almost never see Issaru, I took a few liberties with his personality. Oh, and since this is from Issaru's point of view, Al Bhed will not be translated.

If it had been anyone else…

"Okay, here's the plan," I told my brothers, "We're getting off this thing, and we're going to Zanarkand!" If it had been anyone else I'd been talking to, I would have spoken differently. But these were my little brothers; I could afford to lose some formality.

"Issaru, just how can we get off? That bald Al Bhed is the only person who can get us on or off, so-" Maroda broke off. He saw the identical looks of pure heathenishness on mine and Pacce's faces. "Oh. Right,"

"Operation Ninja Summoner Guardian commences!" Pacce all but yelled. If it had been anyone else, I would have hissed at him to be quiet, but he's my brother.

"Right, let's go!" I put my hand in my robes and pulled out three sets of camouflage clothing.

"You carry spare clothing in your robes?" Maroda asked.

"Of course!" Where else would I store all of our stuff?

"So that's why you wear so much clothing…"

I sighed. "You've gotten used to Donna, haven't you," What is up with her clothing? A bikini would cover more. I'm glad Lord Braska's daughter has some modesty. "Yup, she'll never wear scanty clothing,"

"What? She DOES wear scanty clothing,"

"Not her, I meant Lady Yuna," I said quickly. I hadn't realized that I'd said it out loud. But why do I have the feeling that I'm wrong?

"What'cha all talking about?" Pacce interrupted.

"Nothing!" I said quickly. "This set is for you," I changed the subject and gave a small suit to him. We changed as quickly as possible, mainly because I certainly didn't want to show any part of my body to those Al Bhed heathens, and we ran.

"You are one with nature; nature is one with you," I muttered as we tried to hide. Except that this machina was the epitome of unnatural. But it was so incredible… No! I will not think of this abomination as any way impressive! But I need nature to hide. Nature, nature…

"What's wrong, Issaru? You look like you're having another mental conversation."

"THE AIR IS NATURAL!" If we had been in anywhere else besides a corridor where the Al Bhed spoke their language and could not understand ours, I would have been humiliated. But luckily, I was spared the humiliation by the location.

"… Let's just go." I was glad that Maroda suggested it rather than me. We crept like ninjas, sneaking through passage after passage…

"Man, everywhere looks the same here," Pacce said aloud. I silently agreed with him. What kind of a person designs a building where you can't get anywhere without a map? I watched the heathens go by.

"Rao, ech'd dryd dra Summoner?" One said.

"Oayr, fro ec ra retehk?"

" Paydc sa"

"Coast is clear, let's go!" We finally got to the control room. From what we could see, it was deserted. Now all that we had to do was press this button! CLICK. …Right?

"It's not working!" I shouted.

"This was your idea, do something!" Maroda shouted back.

"Hey, what does this button do?" CLICK.

FWOOOSH! Suddenly we were back in the Thunder Plains.

"Wow… I guess that we can only go on ," Pacce said. I silently agreed.

Later, in the Calm Lands…

"Meister Seymour has requested you presence in Bevelle," A Guado came up to me.

"Okay then. Maroda, Pacce, please, stay behind,"

"But Issaru…"

"I'll be alright. Just stay here," Those were the last words I said to them before departing.

Later, in the Via Purifico…

"Agh… There's an exit up ahead. Go!" If it had been anybody else…