Enjoy everyone, chapter 3 already.
"So you learned Al Bhed after you left, what happened when you left?" Yuna had joined me after some time, Rikku and Paine had left to the deck.
It wasn't really the best time for me to be talking, seeing as I was just a bit tipsy from the drinks the Hypello was serving me. "I was hired by Gippal for a few days after I trained around Thunder Plains and Zanarkand. I stuck around to learn Al Bhed, and well now I know quite a bit." I took a small sip from the last drink I was going to take from the Hypello. I shoved it aside and didn't dare to try to stand. "I've just been wandering Yuna, turning my fighting talent into a proffesion."
I bowed my head as I found I had been a lot lately. "Sounds like you've been through a lot."
"I have," I rolled my eyes, pushing myself up and nearly falling over the bar. Yuna stood suddenly but it wasn't her who stopped me from falling over. It was a small hand that grabbed the buckled on my sheath, jerking me back up with a small sound of exertion. I turned my head and saw Rikku standing on the bar with one hand on the wooden slat overhead. "Thank you," I muttered and left the bar as quickly as I could without almost falling down again.
It was going to be a rough night, and something really intrigued me. I had heard the loudness of the engine room from the elevator on my way down to the cabin. So I touched that button and closed my eyes to listen to the rhythmic pounding that slowly became louder and louder. I slowly moved out of the elevator, as I opened my eyes. I stared at all the moving parts and carefully maintained metals. And then I noticed something, even through the haze from alcohol. There was a crack in one of the gears, it was tiny but it was going to be a problem after some time. I just hoped that they weren't going to speed up too awfully soon. If Brother pushed the Celsius too hard he was going to be in for a shock.
I unsheathed my blade and sat it against the stairs, resting there slowly myself. I crossed my arms behind my head, letting out a deep breath and resting my head on them. I closed my eyes and simply listened, letting the beat repeat over and over again in my head. I hummed with it, barely able to hear myself. I opened my eyes suddenly, finding it to be the biggest mistake that I made including even my fall to that fiend. I shut them quickly, and as tightly as I could manage. I let the rhythm back into my head, to calm me.
"You're strange," I barely heard the voice, but I definitely heard te giggle that followed it.
My eyes snapped open and I ignored the pain that followed, nearly hitting my head on the railing that I used to keep myself up. "Rikku, what are you doing here?"
"I thought I'd see if you were all right, I had to catch you anyway." She giggled again, sitting beside me on the small flight of stairs. "You're good friends with Yunie right?"
"We were the best of friends, I suppose." I moved my free hand to my sword and sheathed it with a small amount of movement. "It faded quickly, when Yuna delved more into becoming a summoner she sort of..." I paused for a long time, letting out a harsh breath. "I haven't seen her since before now." I turned to her, staring at the big grin on her face. I was beginning to think that was just who she was, always grinning and hyperactive. "I forgot the word..." I paused for another long time, trying to work through the haze in my mind. "It's tnevdehk ybynd, if I'm correct."
"So you two just went seperate ways?" She changed from a sitting position to a crouch, "wanna spar?"
"Spar, with you?" I raised one eyebrow, my hand that wasn't bracing me up going to rub my temples. "I would, but I drank a bit much." I averted my gaze, staring back to the metal. "There's a problem with that gear over there," it seemed like the only way I was going to be able to break her attention from me and my problems. "It has a small crack in it, just enough to break if Brother pushes the Celsius too hard. If I had some tools with me I'd fix it right here myself. But I don't have anything to fix it with." I glanced up to the small Al Bhed woman, "I'm betting any Al Bhed could fix it better than me anyway."
She giggled, standing rather quickly and half jogging half bouncing to the elevator. She motioned me over and I cursed my luck of having to be so close to her twice in a row. I kept myself steady on whatever I could, but when I got to the elevator I didn't enter. I leaned in and pushed the button for her to go to the cabin and then I stood back out. I planned on sleeping in that engine room. Right now, I was going to go to sleep in the noise with a headache that was threatening. But then again, noise always seemed to help me more than the quiet did with a headache.
I unsheathed my blade and placed it back where it had been and leaned down to take something secret that I kept strapped to my lower leg. I stared at the gun for a long time. Running my fingers over the silver pattern on the black steel. The dragon swirling and appearing like it was holding onto the trigger. I stared at it for a while before I finally decided to give into the tiredness and haziness brought on by the alcohol. I settled myself on the metal steps with my gun and sword beside me. I closed my eyes and let that pounding sound sink in.
Thrum, thrum, thrum, over and over in an endless loop. It was calming.
Al Bhed:
Arisu: Drifting apart.