Choose good actions without good knowledge. [Final Fantasy 10]
FINAL FANTASY X and all characters/ideas/concepts/places therein are not mine, although the writing certainly is.
Title: Choose good actions without good knowledge.
Characters/Pairing(s): Auron
Rating: G
Summary: What we can do, we do.
Warnings? Spoilers apply for the middle part of the game, and Auron’s personal story.
Notes: For Belmont. The title is taken from the 31_days theme for April 12, 2009.
Choose good actions without good knowledge.
Suffice to say, when Auron succeeded in reaching Zanarkand and, found himself, after a difficult journey, standing on the doorway of Jecht’s home, face-to-face with the wife and kid he ended up leaving behind, the swordsman almost regretted promising his old friend that he’d take care of things. He was not cut out for this; he was a monk, a warrior almost without equal, and he was very much dead because he had not been able to truly complete his mission. He did not know how to care much for other people, and he certainly did not know how to nurse the grief of a widow or raise a child. If there was one thing, though, that Auron never did, it was run from a fight. And this was a kind of battle, wasn’t it? Not one he was intimately familiar with, but a battle nonetheless.
So began the long, arduous ordeal of serving as a somewhat present mentor figure-cum-almost-surrogate-father to Tidus, who quickly proved to be so much like his old man that it was all kinds of disturbing, uncanny and downright irritating. Prior to that period, he had thought that Yunalesca and Sin were the worst things he had ever had to contend with in his life. A single day in Tidus’ company without his mother to temper his attitude made him wonder.
Nevertheless, the stayed. He stayed because a man could drown in the sorrow in eyes of Tidus’ mother. He stayed because of those rare moments when a scared, lonely and vulnerable boy shone through the mouthy, bratty façade the kid put up. He stayed because he knew what it was like, now, to turn one’s sword against a friend turned adversary against his will and fail to defeat him.
Auron’s story was a story of failure. Raising Tidus was the one thing that he wanted to do right.
Title: Choose good actions without good knowledge.
Characters/Pairing(s): Auron
Rating: G
Summary: What we can do, we do.
Warnings? Spoilers apply for the middle part of the game, and Auron’s personal story.
Notes: For Belmont. The title is taken from the 31_days theme for April 12, 2009.
Choose good actions without good knowledge.
Suffice to say, when Auron succeeded in reaching Zanarkand and, found himself, after a difficult journey, standing on the doorway of Jecht’s home, face-to-face with the wife and kid he ended up leaving behind, the swordsman almost regretted promising his old friend that he’d take care of things. He was not cut out for this; he was a monk, a warrior almost without equal, and he was very much dead because he had not been able to truly complete his mission. He did not know how to care much for other people, and he certainly did not know how to nurse the grief of a widow or raise a child. If there was one thing, though, that Auron never did, it was run from a fight. And this was a kind of battle, wasn’t it? Not one he was intimately familiar with, but a battle nonetheless.
So began the long, arduous ordeal of serving as a somewhat present mentor figure-cum-almost-surrogate-father to Tidus, who quickly proved to be so much like his old man that it was all kinds of disturbing, uncanny and downright irritating. Prior to that period, he had thought that Yunalesca and Sin were the worst things he had ever had to contend with in his life. A single day in Tidus’ company without his mother to temper his attitude made him wonder.
Nevertheless, the stayed. He stayed because a man could drown in the sorrow in eyes of Tidus’ mother. He stayed because of those rare moments when a scared, lonely and vulnerable boy shone through the mouthy, bratty façade the kid put up. He stayed because he knew what it was like, now, to turn one’s sword against a friend turned adversary against his will and fail to defeat him.
Auron’s story was a story of failure. Raising Tidus was the one thing that he wanted to do right.