Broken [Closed, In Progress]

[crimson_rogue_x]

WHO: Red X and Rikku
WHAT: A thieves' reunion under... unexpected circumstances
WHERE: X's suite
WHEN: Sunday night

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[crimson_rogue_x]

Violence. War. Loss. It sounded far too much like almost all the other stories he had heard in Reggio Calabria. Heartbreaking all, even from the sweetest and most innocent of souls. And though Rikku was hardly the sweetest or most innocent, here she was, caring for him, trusting him, even after all she and her people had suffered at the hands of outsiders

[crimson_rogue_x]

X laughed. He could tell she wasn't serious, even if she was right that that was what he should be doing. Not that X had ever been very good at doing what he was supposed to. His own tone was playful and light as he grinned back.

"You know how I react to commands, Rikku~"

He shrugged. People died. He had come close, recently, closer than he cared to admit to her, to Kairi, to Lulu, even to himself. His was a dangerous life-- hell, he practically baited the AMC to send their experiments after him sometimes. After all, what was the fun if there wasn't a challenge, a rush? Sure, he could have died back there, and he didn't particularly want to, but if he had, he'd have done so free and fighting.

Then again... he would have had regrets. Like not telling Rikku and the others where he went, or what was going on. Among other things.

"I'll try not to. You and the others'll kick my ass if I do, I'm sure. Besides, I've never been much of one for funerals."

[cunningness]

She just laughed at him, because there was really no other response. Taking orders had never been her forte either, and that had surely given Cid more than a few grey hairs. She chuckled again at the irony of that thought, because Cid didn't have grey hairs, or any hair at all. But then, maybe that was better, because being bald allowed his hot head to cool down a little sometimes

[crimson_rogue_x]

"If your funerals are like that, I wonder how wild your parties are."

The guild had never been much for funerals. Those who passed, passed. They were either too old, too weak, too stupid, or, on rare occasion, unlucky. In any case, the guild had always been cutthroat-- survival of the fittest. Of course, X had never had someone he really cared about enough to mourn. Well. Until now, at least.

Really, he supposed, he didn't really realize how much he cared about all of them until he was running away from them, trying to avoid contacting them no matter how bad it got because he wanted to keep them safe. Thankfully, for now, though, they were safe, and, mushy as it sounded-- which was why he wouldn't ever say it aloud-- he was going to treasure them all the more now that he knew just how easily the world could come crashing down around his ears.

[cunningness]

Another smile flicked over her face, and she let out an almost nostalgic sigh. How long had it been since she'd been to a real Al Bhed celebration? Too long; she knew it just as well as her father did, though he seemed to forget less easily than her. "They're the best ever." Not a lie-nobody partied like her people. They appreciated life for what it was, and were firm believers that the present was all that mattered-the past was the past, and the future had all the time in the world to be decided. Living for the moment was tradition, one she planned to uphold until the day she died

[crimson_rogue_x]

It must've been nice, for her, to have that kind of a family. Admittedly, her people had suffered horribly for it, and there were times it must've been horrible. But at least they had each other. And now she was here for him in the same way. He wondered to himself a little as he listened to her soft sigh if she would trust him if their positions were reversed, if she was the one who was helpless, and him the potential caretaker. Even if he wasn't as good with the potions and stuff as she was... well, he hoped she would.

Laughing softly, X acquiesced to her pushing, but shrugged, not bothering to close his eyes or even hint at how sleepy he was-- or wasn't.

"But aren't we already on the bed? Unless you're suggesting we get under the covers."

He grinned playfully at her... happily. The sound of going out... getting fresh air. Spending a day with someone... it was... nice. First thing he really had to look forward to in a while.