"Guardians ... protect," she said, worrying her lower lip between her teeth. "I shouldn't have pulled that gun on him. If he ... if he was standing right here, now, doing something evil? Hurting someone? Then I'd shoot and not blink. But ... he wasn't. I should be protecting. Not ... getting revenge, or lashing out."
She flushed. "I ... we went after Bahamut, and I should have been panicking, worrying about you, scared about the kids in the town center, and all I kept thinking ... was how alive I felt. Leaping off the rafters and slashing my Godhand and ... I felt like I was me again. Monster shows up, monster's going down. The end. That's ... that's what it means. You stand between whatever's dangerous and the rest of the world. The pilgrimage is over but ... I'm ... still a Guardian. I hope."
That was, really, what her tattoo meant, wasn't it?
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Date: 2008-10-09 06:16 am (UTC)She flushed. "I ... we went after Bahamut, and I should have been panicking, worrying about you, scared about the kids in the town center, and all I kept thinking ... was how alive I felt. Leaping off the rafters and slashing my Godhand and ... I felt like I was me again. Monster shows up, monster's going down. The end. That's ... that's what it means. You stand between whatever's dangerous and the rest of the world. The pilgrimage is over but ... I'm ... still a Guardian. I hope."
That was, really, what her tattoo meant, wasn't it?