category: Gundam SEED
disclaimer: I don't own it.
Yzak lies back on the floor and stares at the ceiling blankly. He feels different, even though technically very little has changed in the last two and a half weeks. The Vesalius still hums steadily as they cut through the water. The mechanics still laugh loudly down in the hangar as they go about their work. The cafeteria still serves subpar rations that hardly count as proper meals anyway.
Everything is the same. And yet nothing is.
Yzak frowns. Athrun is promoted. Dearka is captured. Nicol is dead. He looks around, but there is nothing left to look at. He is alone.
He hates his room. The bed across from his remains mockingly unoccupied, the various objects that used to be scattered across its surface packed into an unfeeling box and slid underneath the frame. So he haunts the pilots' briefing room, which is large and cold and quiet, and tries not to think thoughts that are strange and unsettling.
Everyone is gone. Yzak wonders if he will always be the last to everything.
notes: A daily dose of Yzak Joule is always for the better, I think. Congratulations, you've just hit your recommended intake for today! I hope all of you enjoyed this brief character study. Please let me know what you thought.