Just Another Day -- Destiny Islands [Closed]
The sun was rising. By now, Tidus had gotten used to being up and about bright and early on most days, so when his room grew lighter as the first few threads of sunlight made their appearance, he automatically woke up. It took a few moments for him to be fully awake, but he was at least awake enough straightaway to jump out of bed and stretch. Bringing his arms back down, he rubbed his eyes with one hand and scratched his head with the other, stepping up to the window.
The rising sun didn't look too different from the setting sun. (Probably because they were the same sun.) Even if Tidus had seen both countless times before, though, they were still a sight you couldn't help enjoying. No harm in stopping to appreciate things like that, right?
He wondered whether Yuna and the others could still watch the sunrise, too; if they were watching it right now, just as he was. Other worlds could be totally different, after all. Maybe they didn't even have the same kind of sunrise. On the Destiny Islands, the sky usually started out by going from an inky colour to lighter and lighter shades of blue, then the sun slowly emerged on the horizon, gradually adding purple, pink, orange and yellow until it reached the position where the mix of colours gave way to a clear blue sky.
It might be fun to go to other places to see just how different they were. Of course, that wasn't Tidus' main reason for entertaining such thoughts more and more these days. While the idea of experiencing something new and interesting, the prospect of a little excitement and the chance to explore the unfamiliar were all considerably appealing, the biggest reason was the fact that pretty much all of his friends had left the Islands. It was just him and Wakka now. Well, Wakka would probably want to find out what the others were up to and how they were doing, too, right? Maybe, if it weren't so difficult to get off the Islands, the two of them would have done so by now as well.
It was still a real bummer that the girls hadn't told them anything about their plans, though. Wouldn't it have been a lot more fun to go as a group? All of them? Then again... well, yeah, it could have caused problems if so many people vanished all at the same time; something like that might arouse more suspicion or who knows what than a bunch of kids leaving the Islands over a longer period of time.
Tidus turned away from the window (not even five minutes had passed since he'd gotten out of bed), turning his attention to his closet for a while to find some clothes to wear for the day. He discovered that he probably needed to sort through the contents of his closet sooner or later, because some of the things that belonged on the pile of clothes-to-wash had somehow gotten mixed in with the clothes-already-washed-and-ready-to-wear. He could always take care of that later instead of sooner, though. There was no big rush.
First on the agenda was breakfast. After that, he'd have to go join the fishermen heading further out to sea. It was a pretty repetitive, slow, monotonous, boring (the list could go on) job, helping them - it was just nets, waiting and fish for hours - but he wasn't about to back out and give up. If this was what it took to prove that he could stand on his own two feet, he'd do it.
Not that it would hurt if there was some other way, too. One that was less, uh, fish-oriented, maybe.
He was lucky, though, and he knew it. If he were a girl... Well, Tidus wasn't sure if he could picture that scenario. He didn't really want to imagine himself as a girl. (That would look weird.) Things were tough for girls, from the sound of it, though; at least, if you weren't too keen on conforming to what was expected of you.
That was where Tidus was glad that the girls had managed to escape from all that. He didn't know all the details of whatever had been going on with all of them in the last little while, but what he had heard didn't sound too great. No wonder they didn't want to stick around. People might have expected them to get married off soon or something.
... He really didn't like the idea of Yuna getting stuck with some old geezer. (Maybe that was an exaggeration. They wouldn't do that, right?)
Those pros were accompanied by cons, though. If there were refugees showing up here, the war out there, wherever it was, was definitely real. That meant anyone could get caught up in it, if they ended up where it was happening.
He didn't want to be safe here if his friends weren't safe, too. That just wouldn't be right. Maybe he could go track down one of the refugees and ask them about gummi ships and so on...
Breakfast was sorted out soon enough. Once that was out of the way, Tidus left for the docks, where the fishermen were already getting ready to set off. It was still reasonably early in the morning; they probably wouldn't get back before midday. Tidus greeted the men and hopped into a boat.
Maybe he'd have time to play some blitzball with Wakka later.
The rising sun didn't look too different from the setting sun. (Probably because they were the same sun.) Even if Tidus had seen both countless times before, though, they were still a sight you couldn't help enjoying. No harm in stopping to appreciate things like that, right?
He wondered whether Yuna and the others could still watch the sunrise, too; if they were watching it right now, just as he was. Other worlds could be totally different, after all. Maybe they didn't even have the same kind of sunrise. On the Destiny Islands, the sky usually started out by going from an inky colour to lighter and lighter shades of blue, then the sun slowly emerged on the horizon, gradually adding purple, pink, orange and yellow until it reached the position where the mix of colours gave way to a clear blue sky.
It might be fun to go to other places to see just how different they were. Of course, that wasn't Tidus' main reason for entertaining such thoughts more and more these days. While the idea of experiencing something new and interesting, the prospect of a little excitement and the chance to explore the unfamiliar were all considerably appealing, the biggest reason was the fact that pretty much all of his friends had left the Islands. It was just him and Wakka now. Well, Wakka would probably want to find out what the others were up to and how they were doing, too, right? Maybe, if it weren't so difficult to get off the Islands, the two of them would have done so by now as well.
It was still a real bummer that the girls hadn't told them anything about their plans, though. Wouldn't it have been a lot more fun to go as a group? All of them? Then again... well, yeah, it could have caused problems if so many people vanished all at the same time; something like that might arouse more suspicion or who knows what than a bunch of kids leaving the Islands over a longer period of time.
Tidus turned away from the window (not even five minutes had passed since he'd gotten out of bed), turning his attention to his closet for a while to find some clothes to wear for the day. He discovered that he probably needed to sort through the contents of his closet sooner or later, because some of the things that belonged on the pile of clothes-to-wash had somehow gotten mixed in with the clothes-already-washed-and-ready-to-wear. He could always take care of that later instead of sooner, though. There was no big rush.
First on the agenda was breakfast. After that, he'd have to go join the fishermen heading further out to sea. It was a pretty repetitive, slow, monotonous, boring (the list could go on) job, helping them - it was just nets, waiting and fish for hours - but he wasn't about to back out and give up. If this was what it took to prove that he could stand on his own two feet, he'd do it.
Not that it would hurt if there was some other way, too. One that was less, uh, fish-oriented, maybe.
He was lucky, though, and he knew it. If he were a girl... Well, Tidus wasn't sure if he could picture that scenario. He didn't really want to imagine himself as a girl. (That would look weird.) Things were tough for girls, from the sound of it, though; at least, if you weren't too keen on conforming to what was expected of you.
That was where Tidus was glad that the girls had managed to escape from all that. He didn't know all the details of whatever had been going on with all of them in the last little while, but what he had heard didn't sound too great. No wonder they didn't want to stick around. People might have expected them to get married off soon or something.
... He really didn't like the idea of Yuna getting stuck with some old geezer. (Maybe that was an exaggeration. They wouldn't do that, right?)
Those pros were accompanied by cons, though. If there were refugees showing up here, the war out there, wherever it was, was definitely real. That meant anyone could get caught up in it, if they ended up where it was happening.
He didn't want to be safe here if his friends weren't safe, too. That just wouldn't be right. Maybe he could go track down one of the refugees and ask them about gummi ships and so on...
Breakfast was sorted out soon enough. Once that was out of the way, Tidus left for the docks, where the fishermen were already getting ready to set off. It was still reasonably early in the morning; they probably wouldn't get back before midday. Tidus greeted the men and hopped into a boat.
Maybe he'd have time to play some blitzball with Wakka later.