Characters: Faris, Mjrn, and Tidus Progress: Ongoing Summary: Second part of Memoria - Dearest Wish Location: ...EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE Date: Feb 2/3-4/5, 1804 Warnings: Odds are none? We'll see.
Not knowing what else to do, Mjrn of course followed Tidus into the next area, pausing once scenery began to form around them. It would never fail to unnerve her, no matter how many times it happened. To see their memories out on display was the worst breach of privacy that she could imagine. If only there was a way to end them....
She turned to Tidus, about to ask if he recognized the area, when she saw his eyes glaze over. Too late. Instead of fruitlessly trying to get his attention again, the Viera hung back, watching the scene unfold with concern and confusion.
Tidus was trapped by the memory just as thoroughly as ever. This time, though, instead of jumping around, he only stood there, arguing and yet not arguing with someone in front of him. He seemed discomfited, a little uneasy and a little resentful.
"You're pathetic. Can't even get one thing right without me, can you?"
His hand balled into a fist and took a step towards his father. "I just-"
Jecht smirked again - his son was predictable. "Well, if you don't understand it, try just accepting it."
Any forward movement was stopped by that confusing statement. "Huh?"
"Accept that you are weak. Accept the path you've taken. Accept that nothing makes sense in this whole damn world!" Jecht just stood there, watching his son, waiting to see if this finally got through to him. "Once you accept everything, then you can choose your next path - the one path you really want to take."
And for a moment, Tidus didn't know how to respond. "You came here... just to tell me that?"
"Gonna cry againHe couldn't stop a small laugh at
( ... )
Tidus interacting with one Mjrn could not see was just bizarre to watch, just as much as it had been the last time. His obvious discomfort drew her sympathy, and she wished it was possible to shake him out of the dream. Mjrn tried to follow what she could from his end, since there wasn't much to do but wait until it was over. Yet, he wasn't the one carrying the conversation and so the Viera was left puzzled and a little frustrated.
She crossed her arms and waited to see if more would be explained before the vision ended.
Jecht laughed briefly at that, looking amused. Tidus also looked happier, possibly - almost - on the verge of a smile. Even with that jab at his tendency to cry when he was younger. "There. That's my boy. Now, don't make me come out here again, you hear?"
"Not for a million gil." And that smile started very slow, both relieved and happy.
Jecht turned away, taking that blasted sword with him, and started to walk off. "See ya."
He'd only gotten a few steps before Tidus abruptly spoke up again. "Hey Dad..." There was a moment as Jecht turned back to glance at him, still walking - and Tidus finally smiled for real, relieved and... finally accepting of something he'd never really understood before. "Thanks, huh?"
"It was fun." The pyreflies began to appear, swirling around his body and obscuring any sight of him. As he walked, he started fading away, piece by piece. "Being your dad and all.After Jecht was gone, Tidus hung his head briefly, trying to get a grip on what'd just happened. "Don't worry," he said,
( ... )
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She turned to Tidus, about to ask if he recognized the area, when she saw his eyes glaze over. Too late. Instead of fruitlessly trying to get his attention again, the Viera hung back, watching the scene unfold with concern and confusion.
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Tidus was trapped by the memory just as thoroughly as ever. This time, though, instead of jumping around, he only stood there, arguing and yet not arguing with someone in front of him. He seemed discomfited, a little uneasy and a little resentful.
"You're pathetic. Can't even get one thing right without me, can you?"
His hand balled into a fist and took a step towards his father. "I just-"
Jecht smirked again - his son was predictable. "Well, if you don't understand it, try just accepting it."
Any forward movement was stopped by that confusing statement. "Huh?"
"Accept that you are weak. Accept the path you've taken. Accept that nothing makes sense in this whole damn world!" Jecht just stood there, watching his son, waiting to see if this finally got through to him. "Once you accept everything, then you can choose your next path - the one path you really want to take."
And for a moment, Tidus didn't know how to respond. "You came here... just to tell me that?"
"Gonna cry againHe couldn't stop a small laugh at ( ... )
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She crossed her arms and waited to see if more would be explained before the vision ended.
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Jecht laughed briefly at that, looking amused. Tidus also looked happier, possibly - almost - on the verge of a smile. Even with that jab at his tendency to cry when he was younger. "There. That's my boy. Now, don't make me come out here again, you hear?"
"Not for a million gil." And that smile started very slow, both relieved and happy.
Jecht turned away, taking that blasted sword with him, and started to walk off. "See ya."
He'd only gotten a few steps before Tidus abruptly spoke up again. "Hey Dad..." There was a moment as Jecht turned back to glance at him, still walking - and Tidus finally smiled for real, relieved and... finally accepting of something he'd never really understood before. "Thanks, huh?"
"It was fun." The pyreflies began to appear, swirling around his body and obscuring any sight of him. As he walked, he started fading away, piece by piece. "Being your dad and all.After Jecht was gone, Tidus hung his head briefly, trying to get a grip on what'd just happened. "Don't worry," he said, ( ... )
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