miles and miles of netherworld i roam... [ COMPLETE / CLOSED ]

[finalfayth]

Character(s): Auron, Jecht & Yuna
Content: The trio head towards the mockery of the world they once knew...
Setting: SPIRA: Macalania -> ?
Time: Week 26?
Warnings: Jecht's possible mouth? Though he'll be watching it what with the lady around an' all...

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[finalfayth]

"Wish... I coulda seen it, Yuna." It seemed that, for the words that Auron couldn't speak, Jecht was able to provide a voice. His tone was genuine, the slightest of smiles curling up into the corners of his lips as he glanced back at the man that had been in brother in arms, figuring that he must feel the same way. During Braska's pilgrimage, hadn't they all spoken their piece in wanting to someday see Spira, a world free of Sin? Hadn't some of Braska's final words been 'there's a chance it won't come back this time?'

And so, now, the Blitz King found the courage to smile, taking pride in the successes of their children. Where they had come short of a solution, the others, including Auron, had found a way.

There was always another way, he'd believed that from the start.

"Hey Auron," he focused his gaze ahead again, "you told Brask' we were comin' here didn't you? Can't believe the guy didn't wait for us, it ain't like him...," he muttered under his breath, hoping Yuna wouldn't hear

[sumofallfayth]

Yuna understood the hesitation from both of them, knew they wouldn't be able to picture the world that she knew. It was hard to explain, hard to put words to how different things were, but how nice, too. So, instead, Yuna fell silent for a moment, trying to think of something else she could say.

"We couldn't have done it without you," she told Jecht, looking at him before she turned back to their path. She was as worried about her father as Jecht seemed to be. It wasn't like Braska not to wait for them. Even though she didn't hear Jecht's muttering, she, too, thought the same.

Yuna stopped when Jecht did, looking at the trees. She thought she recognized this place, too. It hadn't been closed off in years, not since...

"Your sphere?" she asked. "They must have drawn on your memories for this... and my father's." It made her wonder how different everything else would be. Maybe they hadn't used her memories at all. Or if they had, they'd used memories from years ago, years long since past.

[kotetsu_blade]

Jecht and Yuna were happy, and they had all bettered Spira in the end, but even now there was some lingering sense of guilt. For Braska's fate. For Jecht's. Knowing that all they had to do was ask, or that he should have spoken up more... It was unbearable sometimes, though the wounds had started to heal. Started to.

Auron nodded. "Through the journals," he affirmed, worries similar to those of Jecht's and Yuna's creeping into his thoughts. While it wasn't uncommon for Braska to decide to do something like this, it was rare that he did so without informing others of his decision.

Auron turned at Jecht's exclamation. "We have seen little else of this world. It is still difficult to tell whose memories it is from." It had been some time since he had been here. Or at least it felt like it.

/exam death

[finalfayth]

Unfortunately, Jecht couldn't really see it the way Yuna did. He couldn't picture himself as helping Spira move forward, not when... Auron had told him that he had become Sin, himself. All of the death and pain he must have caused -- children left without their parents, parents forced to live through the death of their kids. For once, the blitzer kept his comments to himself on the matter. The guilt was still overwhelming on the inside.

"Yeah," he acknowledged the gunner. "That sphere..." Again, realization. Acceptance of an event beyond his control. Just another thing he couldn't stand about this place, real or not.

He cleared his throat, trudging forward again, but turning back to address the monk. "Tch. Musta gone forward without us. Some guardian I turned out to be..." he muttered, again, under his breath. "Well," he raised his voice as he continued, "ain't no place to go but forward then, knowin' him, he's probably waitin' for us at the exit, wonderin' what's takin' us so long!" he announced, as much for the reassurance of the

[sumofallfayth]

"If it's my memories... they're two years old," Yuna murmured. "Maybe even older."

She felt like a kid again, staring at the woods and then the Travel Agency in the background. Her eyes moved even further, over the still frozen lake. No hole existed, where she and her guardians had fallen through to the bottom on their pilgrimage. No hole... to mark the death of the fayth.

Her heart ached to think of that, to think of how the forest would fade now that the fayth no longer guarded it, how he had once protected her here, against Seymour. And now Jecht wanted them to go forward. But where was forward