Characters: EVERY CHARACTER in Manhattan!
Content: It's time to say goodbye...
Location: The DRT Room on board the Ultimatum.
Time of day: The remainder of time
Warnings: Expect some sadness, tears and hopeful promises...
Notes: This thread will be party-style. You are free to make your own subthreads, and know that you can tag into ANY SUBTHREAD
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That was it. That was the announcement that they'd won. They were all free now.
But before that could fully sink in, there came the next announcement. The one from CFP-TCI. The one about going home. That was that big "UNDECIDED" for him, that huge beast lurking chained up in the back of his mind under a box labeled "WOULD RATHER NOT HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THANK YOU." He sank back against the wall, slowly sinking farther until he hit the ground, but he didn't seem to notice because his eye was trained on the radio in his hand like nothing else in the world existed right then.
Going home or staying here. Going home to the exact moment he'd left, without Garnet, but with the memories of her, and then needing to finish saving the world. Staying here and losing his powers - losing Firebird, his best, oldest, truest friend - permanently, and abandoning Europe and his friends who needed him there.
He glanced up at Garnet, while the questions and replies came through on the radio. He still didn't want to think about this, but that didn't change the fact that he needed to make a choice, and he needed to make it soon. He turned back to the radio, silent for a moment before asking a question of his own, and falling silent again when he got his answer. They'd lose their powers if they stayed here. But the other option was going home and losing each other.
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Free to make quite possibly the hardest choice they could have been given.
It should have been easy. If not for her time in Manhattan, the people she'd met and known, the things she'd seen and done, the choice would have been simple; go home. Her fate had been decided for her before she'd even come to this place, and even if what they were saying was to be believed, that there was a chance that she could return home, healthy, live the rest of her life...
It wasn't that easy. It never would be.
"...Raiel...?" she whispered, setting a hand on his shoulder.
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"Why does it have to be a choice like that...?" he said, quiet, but shaken.
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There wasn't really anything left at home for her. Even if she could go back and undo the year Zidane had lived without her... He'd vanish at the end of those years, wouldn't he? And even if that weren't the case, things were so different now. Different for her...
But the fact remained that her life was over. She could chose to start fresh, again, somewhere new, where no one knew her... or she could back and try to fit in world that no longer had a place for her. Neither was appealing. She could live without her Eidolons, she supposed. She'd done so for several months already.
But Raiel...
Gently, Garnet squeezed his shoulder. He'd just gotten his music back, truly. To lose that again, lose it forever, she knew would be devastating. He needed that, to be himself.
"It's alright." she tried, quietly.
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He switched out of despair with a frustrated growl, finally giving in and throwing the radio across the room. "I just got it back! It's not right! Why does it have to be a choice like that?!"
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"Raiel..." her courage was fading fast. The gears were grinding and the strings snapping.
It was the hardest thing she'd ever done. At least it seemed like it at that moment But it had to be done.
"...Go home." She didn't choke, didn't sputter.
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It fell into something vague and conflicted but some flavour of genuinely upset when she spoke. He didn't want to go home. He didn't want to have to carry that destiny again. How was he going to save Sizer if he was still thinking about Garnet? Even if he did go home he was just going to let the rest of his team down by failing at what he needed to do. He'd keep Firebird, but he'd give up Garnet, and run back to a destiny he didn't think he'd be able to fulfill anymore.
But if he stayed here, he'd give up a friend he'd had for twelve years, for a girl he'd known for less than one (a girl he loved, sure, but...). He'd be able to escape his destiny, but at the cost of his music and his spirits and Firebird.
He pulled away, turning from her, trying to suppress a sniffle and hide the way he swiped a hand over his eye as he pushed himself to his feet and walked across the room to retrieve his radio. "I don't...want to," he said, barely audible.
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"You don't have to worry about me." She swallowed. "There will be other girls, I know it. But you can't replace your music. It's so much a part of you..."
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He straightened, turning back to her, and spoke up this time. "I don't want to go back to that place, Garnet. Even if it meant getting to keep my Magic Music and Firebird - I don't want to go back to that destiny. But I shouldn't have to make a choice like that just to - "
He stopped, gaze falling, dropping the hand with the radio to his side and pressing the other hand over his eye. "...Maybe it is fair."
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"...I don't understand."
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"I... I don't know what to say," she admitted.
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"You.. really don't want to?" they'd had a discussion like this before. She'd practically had to pry the answers out of him then, but things were different now.
At least, they were for her.
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"Home is...it's not a good place, Garnet. My friends are there, and...I have my magic music there, yeah, but... I don't... I feel like I'll just hold everyone back, if I go. I won't be able to do what needs to be done, not unless I forget being here, and I...I couldn't do that. I couldn't forget this. Forget you."
He paused, deep breath, and looked back to her, hand falling. "I'd get a life here. A chance to...to finally live someplace where I didn't need to be on my guard all the time."
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"If you're really sure..." she began, taking a few steps closer. She'd lost her eidolons once, she supposed, she could live without them. She wouldn't be able to heal anymore , but she'd find a way around it.
She gently took his hand, eyes bashfully downcast. "That would make me.. really happy."
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