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Rikku of the Al Bhed ([personal profile] the_merriest) wrote2011-01-31 08:03 pm
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Besaid, The Beach, Monday Midday, Fandom Time (NFB-Distance)

Yuna was busy, most of the time now. It had taken a couple of days of missed calls and overlapping travel for her to find her cousin, just to pass along the simple message -- that she and Reno had taken care of the fiend in the Bikanel desert.

Of course, if it had just been that, she could have left a message, but there was more. She needed to talk to Yuna. Really talk to her. About ... about a lot of things she never said, before.

She sat by the edge of the water, watching the waves lap up at the shore, and waited for her cousin to arrive.

(just for the NPC High Summoner, played by the delightful [livejournal.com profile] weldedtomyspine. the couple of days delay is for legitimate IC reasons and not because I was running around IRL, serious >.> )
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[identity profile] summoninghope.livejournal.com 2011-02-01 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I thought... I thought..."

"If it was a problem you should have said something."
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2011-02-01 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku turned away from her cousin, hoping to try to keep herself from ... from what, exactly? Saying things that she didn't mean. Or, worse, ones she did.

"Why didn't it matter, to you?" she asked. "You were there, that day. Why would you think it was so ... trivial, to ask?"

[identity profile] summoninghope.livejournal.com 2011-02-01 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course it matters to me! Just--!"

Just...

Just...

Not as much as the world. Except that wasn't right. Rikku mattered so, so much.
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2011-02-01 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Rikku said, softly, her voice sounding defeated. "It's saving people, and that's more important than anything else. So what right do I have to mind, anyway?"

Dealing with Yuna made everything all upside-down and topsy-turvy.

"Don't you ever get tired of it?"

[identity profile] summoninghope.livejournal.com 2011-02-01 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
"You have a right! You have a life!" Or... she was supposed to. That's why Yuna had done what she'd done. The Pilgrimage, all the diplomacy since then... It was for everyone. Rikku included.

"And... tired of what?" Yuna sounded confused, and she genuinely was. Because she wasn't supposed to get tired of it, so she never thought about whether she was or not.
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2011-02-01 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Rikku glanced over her shoulder, to look at Yuna again.

"This," she said. "Deciding your personal life, your feelings don't matter. Deciding everyone else's shouldn't, either. Sacrificing everything for the end of the world, or just a monster going on the loose. It was just a fiend, Yunie. It was a bad one, but it was just a fiend. Not Sin come back, not the forces of Bevelle, but a fiend."

[identity profile] summoninghope.livejournal.com 2011-02-01 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Everyone's feelings matter," Yuna objected. Except for her own.

But Rikku's mattered.
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2011-02-01 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Then act like it," Rikku said, more pleading than accusatory. Although she couldn't deny there were strains of both, there. "You decided a long time ago that being a hero is the only thing that matters, to you, and you kind of act like it's the only thing that should matter, to anyone else. So it's okay to ask horrible things of people, so long as you're doing it for what you think is a good reason. Sometimes I ... sometimes I think you don't realize how much you're asking of me."

She was horrible, for saying any of this to Yuna. She was the worst Guardian ever. And yet, she couldn't stop herself from continuing.

"A-and that's still better than when ... I think you do know, and you just don't care."

... Yuna was going to hate her. Yuna couldn't possibly hate her more than she hated herself, right now.

The worst part was how relieved she felt, just to have those awful things hanging in the air like that.

[identity profile] summoninghope.livejournal.com 2011-02-01 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Yuna was not going to sniffle. She was not going to sniffle. She was not going to sniffle.

Okay. Maybe a tiny little sniffle.

"Maybe... maybe you're right," she managed to get out around the lump in my throat. "Maybe I ask too much of you..."
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[personal profile] the_merriest 2011-02-03 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't," Rikku said forcefully. "Don't do the martyr thing, Yunie. It's not fair. I have every right to be upset right now."

She needed a few seconds not to say the one thing that had been on her mind for years, now. And then she realized she didn't care if she did say it.

"Did you think about what it would be like for me?" she asked. "An Al Bhed, on a Yevonite pilgrimage? Knowing how Wakka felt about the Al Bhed?"

[identity profile] summoninghope.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Yuna blinked rapidly, looking shocked (and a little bit hurt). Her mouth opened, then closed silently.

Which was an answer in and of itself, really.

Her eyes welled up. How could she have been so... blind?
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