09/10/20
Here we are, the conclusion of part 2. Thanks everyone for sticking with me this long. I never imagined the fic would end up being this big and we're still not done yet. There are quite a few things I am very much looking forward to. Until then, enjoy.
(Noun) The action of leaving, especially to start a journey.
Chapter Thirty Two
Departure
August 19th, 2060
Elma stood in her room, looking at every small detail and allowing herself to feel each and every memory associated with her quarters. The bed, her side table, the various knick knacks on her shelves and on the walls. Her bathroom, always well maintained and clean. Walking into the bathroom she stared at herself in the mirror, looking upon her Xenoform appearance.
Stepping closer she brought a hand up and placed it against the glass, watching herself. She was there for longer than she meant to be before she stepped back into the bedroom and looked at her bed once more where a hefty pack of gear and important supplies now laid. She had another batch of things she still needed but those she would pick up from the Outfitters Hangar before loading everything into her Prog Ares.
Letting out a long breath, she stepped out of her private quarters and into the main room of her barracks, the memories once more flooding her.
She looked to the table, recalling all the times she stood at it studying the holographic displays of the planet during their search for the Lifehold, during their campaign against the Remnants and for any traces of Jaynix.
Across from the table she could see Irina standing there, attentive and dutiful as always.
"The Lifehold is somewhere, Elma. We'll find it."
Elma could see the worry grow in Irina's eyes with every percentage that the BLADE Tower display dropped. She always put on that brave front because as she would later tell her, she had to. Truth be told, everyone was scared. If the Lifehold was not reclaimed, they'd all go extinct and everything that has been put in place since the Exodus would fail.
Elma's eyes traveled to the couches and center table, there now she saw Kruse and Gwin engaged in some sort of strategy game or another.
"Why can't we just play cards, Kruse?"
"You don't enjoy chess?"
"My brain hurts."
A small smile came to Elma's face, recalling all the times that Kruse and Gwin got into it. The pair were almost like brothers. During Kruse's time as an active BLADE he picked up on combat quirks very quickly which inspired Gwin to push himself even harder. By the end of the campaign against the Remnants, both men were professionals on the field.
Elma's eyes then traveled to the kitchen area where she could see L and Frye. The former was trying his hand at cooking with...interesting and often random ingredients while the latter was rummaging through the fridge. Always looking for something that wasn't there.
"Are frogs eat-able, Fryer?"
"No. Well yes...I think."
"Think? We assumed the question was straightforward."
"I wouldn't risk it."
And Frye never did, granted between the six of them, none of them were culinary experts. Elma moved towards the couches and sat down. Steadying her breath, she closed her eyes.
"Seriously we're the heroes of NLA! Of humanity!"
Irina rolled her eyes.
"Alright Gwin, tone it down."
Before the man could respond, Frye cut in.
"Hell nah, he's right. We got the Lifehold back! Lux-whatever is dead and peace is here, all thanks to us."
Frye crossed his arms, a proud and boastful smirk on his face as L supplied the applause.
Irina looked to Kruse who cleared his throat.
"While our fight within the Lifehold was vital, we couldn't have accomplished that without the combined BLADE forces. The Ganglion presence in Cauldros was overwhelming."
Gwin nodded.
"I guess that's true."
Irina punched him in the shoulder.
"You guess?"
"Alright, alright...anyway, all that was to further illustrate my main point."
Gwin gestured at the table in front of them where a massive pizza sat.
"I love trash food as much as the next guy."
"Trash? Oh nonsense, these eat-ables are delectable!"
L cut in, taking a large slice for himself, Frye doing the same.
"See no, what I mean is...when was the last time we actually cooked anything?"
Gwin then looked at Elma, momentarily taken out of the memory, Elma thought back to that day, finding her words once said.
"I think Kruse gave it a shot about a week ago."
Kruse nodded.
"We've been rotating, Gwin. We've done it all these three months that the unit has been together."
"Right, and yet none of us can get through a single prep without burning anything."
Gwin looked to Irina.
"Some of us, more than others."
Irina rolled her eyes and turned away, the rest of the group laughing. Elma's gaze moved to the kitchen.
"Well, we do have fun trying, don't we?"
L clapped his hands.
"That we do."
"Frye uses too much alcohol when cooking. He came this close to burning everything down."
Kruse stated, to which Frye simply shrugged.
"The taste is worth the risk."
The BLADEs gave a mix of reactions before Irina gestured to Elma.
"The Colonel is probably the best of us."
"Not saying much."
Frye muttered into his pizza.
Elma simply smiled.
"I lived alone back on Earth...with Aeon at times but he was always running missions off world. I had to learn some new crafts."
"Did you cook back home? Watcher World?"
Kruse asked.
"Or uh, whatever it's called."
Elma shook her head.
"No...eating was more...communal. My home, the equivalent to a small town ate together."
Irina tilted her head.
"Really? That's interesting."
"Sounds noisy."
Gwin commented.
"It was...we Watchers live for a long time so we all get used to each other's presence. Hard to really describe it but it was nice...that said, sitting here like this with you five and…"
Elma took a slice of the pizza, unable to fight off a smile.
"...eating this...it gives me a different kind of warmth and joy...and one that I've treasured."
The gathered BLADEs bowed their heads to her, smiles all around.
Elma's gaze briefly fell on the empty place at the far end of the table, directly across from her. Letting out a long breath, she closed her eyes.
Snapping back to reality, Elma opened her eyes and looked upon her home. Their home. The end of the campaign against the Remnants, the full realization of the organization NEXT and all peoples, human and xenoforms alike moving towards peace...changed so much.
Irina and Gwin were promoted for their service across both conflicts, each of them were given the vital tasks of maintaining humanity's closer relationships and alliances with the Nopon of Noctilum and the Wrothians of Oblivia and so that is where Gwin and Irina spend most of their time.
After leaving the battlefield behind him, Kruse has dedicated himself to the research, study and furthering of human technology on Mira.
L was still close by as always, running his various businesses all over the three units of NLA.
And Frye.
Elma brought a hand to her chest.
Frye was always here.
That day.
The day that Irina and Gwin left was an emotional one. They visited of course, they wouldn't be gone forever. But it marked the end of Team Elma taking on tasks together...mostly because they were no longer necessary.
Each member of the Team was a master of their craft, a true professional. Having all six of them acting in tandem at all times was a waste of resources all things considered. Splitting up was a boon to humanity and to their place on Mira.
Elma didn't stay alone for long.
Hearing a knock, Elma called out for them to enter.
Stepping into the room were the BLADEs who came after Irina, Gwin, L, Frye and Kruse.
Gu Ladha, Gi Zang, Mia, Shun, Elysia, Mavis and Shula. BLADEs who fought in both Ganglion conflicts and stood out to Elma all for different reasons. Once Irina and Gwin had gone and Kruse had left the field, these were the ones Elma found herself fighting alongside more often than not.
The seven of them took their places around the table, each greeting Elma as she observed them.
"I see Senti couldn't make it. I expected as much."
"She's doing much better, Elma but she and Penta have a lot on their plate lately...personally. She did tell me to ask you to drop by later."
Shula stated to which Elma nodded.
"I see...it's good to know that she's fine. You are all well I take it?"
The gathered BLADEs all gave their assorted affirmations before Elma took a deep breath. She was prepared for this moment. Or at least, she believed she was.
"I called you all here because I have a task of the utmost importance for all of you."
The gathered BLADEs nodded, Gu Ladha speaking up.
"Anything you need, Elma. We'll get it done."
"When it comes to your orders, we don't fail."
Gi Zang added, a toothy smirk emerging even among his confident and strong words.
"I know. Believe me I do...I am placing New Los Angeles in your care. The people here. Civilians. Your fellow BLADEs. All the Xenoforms. Protect it."
Shun crossed his arms.
"Always will, Elma. It is our honor and privilege to serve."
Shula, elbowed Shun in the ribs, the man flinching as she laughed.
"He may be putting on a front but he's right, it's not a new task for us."
Elma nodded.
"It isn't...but at the same time it is because...I'm leaving New Los Angeles."
The gathered BLADEs were all confused by this, Mia leaning forward.
"I'm sorry Miss Elma, I promise I'm not hard of hearing but...did you just say you're leaving NLA?"
Elma nodded.
"I spent the last few days packing, getting my affairs in order and handing out my tasks and assignments with help from the Director. He'll be looking to each of you to fulfill my role. Together."
"I don't understand."
Mavis stated, her voice quiet.
"Where are you going? Did something happen?"
Elysia nodded, her wings hanging low.
"Are you okay, Elma?
Taking a deep breath, Elma smiled.
"I'm...more than okay."
Elma came to a brief pause before cleaning her throat.
"How many of you are familiar with the events of Starfall."
The BLADEs all nodded, Shula speaking up.
"It's not something anyone cares to remember but it's also something none of us dare forget."
"We lost a lot of people because of Starfall."
Elma said quietly.
"...how many of you are familiar with the Reapers?"
Elma looked over the group, seeing different reactions and expressions in their faces before Shun spoke up.
"I didn't have the honor of meeting them but I've studied old combat logs of their Major. Tai Alistair. Thoroughly."
Shula crossed her arms.
"As did I...I knew of them back on Earth, they had quite the reputation. All Academy standouts, decorated scores and absurdly high kill counts."
"...and they all died during the events of Starfall."
Gi Zang finished.
"At least...that's the official report."
Gu Ladha commented, locking eyes with Elma.
"But as I recall...you disagreed with that report."
"We've always known the anniversary of Starfall never sat right with you, Elma. Those days...drain your spirit."
Mia said. Elma couldn't fight off her sad smile.
"I lost so many dear friends...my brother fell that day too. Yet for all the people I know that passed on, there is one that I could never...I could never accept her death."
"Corporal Copeland."
Gi Zang whispered, Shun looked at him.
"Are you...familiar with the name?"
"No. But during the time our people were enemies, we studied all we could about those we faced. When we infiltrated NLA to retrieve the Vita for the Ganglion, we also took the liberty of...helping ourselves to some of your information."
Shun chuckled.
"And you are just sharing this now?"
Gi Zang shrugged.
"I didn't think it mattered anymore. Regardless, around that time we noted that Corporal Copeland was listed among those Missing In Action. Back then, my superior considered it a boon given her combat record. However, some time after that, once we became allies I sought more information on this and several other notable figures in your records only to discover most of them were dead and that the Corporal herself was relisted as Killed In Action. 2056."
Elma nodded.
"That is the official story...but for four years I've held onto the belief that she is still alive...I just...I could never prove it…"
Silence filled the room, then Elysia ventured a guess.
"Until now?"
Elma gave her a small smile and nodded.
"What changed?"
Shula asked to which Elma leaned back and thought to her conversation with Kruse and Kriss.
"These last four years we had a device scanning for Reaper and associated First Generation Skell frequencies. On August 3rd while we were all out fighting the Chimera…"
Elma trailed off, everyone recalling the desperation of that battle, Shula shaking her head.
"Damn I wish I was there...I-"
Mavis put a hand on her arm.
"It's alright, Shula…"
The older woman sighed, her job was important too but to come back and learn that everyone she treasured almost lost their lives in one battle...and that one of them did, it was still too much.
"I just…"
Shaking her head, Shula looked to Mavis and thanked her.
"You're here now, Shula. That's all that matters."
Elma said, earning a small smile from Shula and a collection of nods from the other BLADEs. Taking a deep breath, Elma picked up where she left off.
"On August 3rd, that device picked something up. One week later, it did the same and a week after that, two days ago...it did once more. That was the last indication I needed from Kruse and…"
Shaking her head, Elma continued.
"It's the only real lead I've gotten in four years and so...I've spent these last two days packing and preparing. I have all the supplies I need for myself...and for a critically injured BLADE, just in case. The only thing the signals are giving me is a direction and given how faint it is, it's far away. I don't know how long it'll take me to...find her...but I wanted to ensure that everything is handled while I'm gone...which is why you're all here."
Gu Ladha nodded.
"I see...that's a lot of pressure you're putting on us."
"We've got each other, I think we've got this."
Gi Zang commented.
"I know you all have this."
Elma stated as Shun chuckled.
"And we know you can do this, Elma. It may have been four years...but I think I speak for all of us when I say, you'll find her."
Mavis smiled.
"You will. I don't doubt it for a second."
Elma's eyes moved to Elysia and Mia who both gave her determined nods, lights shining in their eyes. Elma couldn't help but laugh.
"I...it means a lot. Thank you, all of you."
Looking among the BLADEs she trusted, the friends she respected, Elma felt hopeful and at peace with her decisions to leave.
NLA 2nd Unit - Voliff Home
"You sure you don't want to continue Go?"
Kruse asked as his son continued searching the living room for...something. Go turned to his father and saw the copy of Moby Dick he was holding before shaking his head.
"Not now dad, I gotta find her."
Kruse chuckled.
"I'm sure she's fine, always is."
"Alright boys, breakfast is ready!"
Kruse turned to see Harriet approaching with plates, setting them down on the table before leaning over and placing a kiss on Kruse's lips.
Go continued wandering around the living room when there was a knock at the door.
"I got it!"
The boy called out before heading for the door and opening it, joy spreading all across his features.
"Elma!"
The woman smiled.
"Hello, Go. I trust you're doing well today?"
"Always!"
Go gave Elma a wide smile to prove his point just as a loud meow made her presence known. Coming out of hiding and heading towards the door was Aegis. Sitting on the floor next to Go the cat meowed at Elma once again.
"Come on in, Elma."
Harriet called before gesturing for Go to join them at the table. As Go did so, Elma bent down and picked up Aegis before approaching the family.
"I guess you're here to say your farewells."
Kruse stated to which Elma nodded. Harriet wore a sad but understanding expression.
"We really will miss you, Elma."
Go tilted his head.
"You're leaving, Elma?"
She sat at the table with the rest of them, her eyes on Go.
"Yes. I have something really important that I must do. Something I've been trying to do for years."
That surprised Go, his eyes widening.
"Years? That's a long time!"
Elma smiled.
"It is...I actually came here to entrust something to you, Go."
The boy nodded.
"What is it?"
Elma looked down at Aegis, rubbing the cat's back as she purred and held onto Elma.
"I don't think I thank you enough for watching Aegis while I'm preoccupied."
Go laughed.
"It's easy, she's really nice!"
"Is she?"
Elma smiled as Kruse shook his head.
"Not at all."
Harriet giggled before placing a hand on Kruse's shoulder to console him.
"Go. Where I'm headed and what I'm doing, there is no way to tell how long it will take and I can't bring Aegis with me."
Go nodded, he seemed to understand what she was about to ask.
"If it's alright with your parents, I would like to leave Aegis in your care until I return."
Go looked to Kruse and Harriet, his eyes wide and pleading. Kruse crossed his arms.
"Gee, I dunno."
Harriet tapped her chin.
"It is a big responsibility."
"I can do it! I'm really good at it!"
Kruse and Harriet looked to one another before smiling. Placing a hand on Go's head, Harriet nodded.
"We know you can. This isn't a temporary thing like you're used to though. It's not just an afternoon or a weekend. It's months maybe longer. Can you be that responsible?"
Go smiled wide.
"Yeah! I promise! I'll be the best!"
Kruse looked to Elma.
"There you have it. It'll be interesting having Aegis here for a good while but Go can handle it."
Elma continued to run her hand along Aegis' back.
"I know he can but I had to ask. Just in case. Thank you very much, Go."
The young Wrothian nodded as Elma stood up.
"I'll be back to drop off Aegis and say a proper goodbye, Kruse. Harriet. I have a few other places to visit and I'd like Aegis to accompany me."
Kruse stood up, walking alongside Elma as she headed for the front door.
"Of course. I'm not looking forward to saying goodbye but...for you, I'll toughen up a bit more."
Elma smiled.
"I know you will. You always have."
Kruse opened the door, allowing Elma to walk outside.
NLA Unit 1 - Residential District
Walking through the park with Aegis at her side, Elma spotted Boze sitting under a tree and meditating. Aegis quickly ran toward the man and brushed against his leg. Elma saw the small crack of a smile form on Boze's face as he opened his eyes.
"This is it...isn't it, Elma."
"It is, Boze."
Elma came to a stop near the man.
"What were you meditating on?"
"You, mostly. Not really trying to divine a future but more to wish for security. You could be gone a month, or you could be gone for four years. I want to prepare for every eventuality."
Elma nodded.
"That's what I've been doing these last few days."
Boze placed a hand on Aegis' head before standing, the cat returning to Elma's side.
"You have everything you need for her?"
"Almost, I'll be stopping by the Outfitter's Hangar to pick up what's left soon. Just wanted to make the rounds and bid farewell."
"You left your tasks to our next generation of defenders, didn't you?"
Elma smiled.
"Jealous I didn't entrust you with anything?"
"Not at all, I've got a big enough workload with training new BLADEs. You don't think Gi Zang got his New Hellions together alone do you?"
Boze smirked. Elma looked away from him, her gaze scanning the park. She saw several Orpheans playing tennis against a group of humans and a small gathering of Ma'non sitting on a bench planning something.
"I'm going to miss the sights of NLA...all these people together...this is exactly the dream Aeon and I wanted to achieve."
Boze nodded.
"Achieve it you did...but don't worry too much, Elma. Knowing you, you'll be back too soon to really miss us."
Elma smiled.
"For some reason I doubt that but thank you, Boze."
Elma held one of her hands out, Boze taking it and giving her a firm shake.
NLA Unit 1 - Industrial District
Repenta Diner
Stepping into the familiar and cozy diner that she spent many nights in, Elma spotted Gwin and Irina immediately. The veteran BLADEs were seated at a table, Gwin eating from his immense serving while Irina picked at her meal. The pair perked up the moment they noticed Elma and both laughed upon seeing Aegis stride up to them.
Pulling up a chair, Elma sat with her old friends and sighed.
"You'll both be going back soon."
"We should've gone back days ago but...we've gotten too used to being back here. For Frye. For everything. We couldn't leave without at least spending one day here."
Irina said, Gwin nodding.
"We wish we could stay...we wish we could go with you but…"
Elma shook her head.
"Believe me, I understand. We've all got important roles to play. We've also gotten used to not seeing each other for some time, right?"
Gwin shrugged.
"Months maybe. Who knows if that's what this will be."
Elma smiled.
"Who indeed...Irina, Gwin."
The pair fell silent as Elma spoke.
"I know I say this a lot but I truly owe you both so much. No amount of thanks could ever reciprocate what you two have done for me. For humanity. All across the years that I've known you both since Earth. You are my dearest friends."
Gwin tried to speak only for his voice to break, Irina let out a long shaky breath.
"We know Elma...but we love hearing it. You are just as important to us. I know the answer but I have to ask it one last time. Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?"
Gwin cleared his throat.
"It's true our assignments in Noctilum and Oblivia are important but…"
Elma smiled.
"I know. However, this is something I have to do alone. When I come back with Jaynix, I expect to find you two here waiting for me."
Irina laughed while Gwin saluted.
"We won't let you down...Colonel."
Elma was taken aback, it had been years since either of them referred to her as such. Irina nodded to Gwin before saluting as well.
"Colonel."
Elma brought her hand up in salute.
"Lieutenant Irina Akulov. Sergeant Gwin Evans. Thank you. For everything."
The three all put their hands down, sharing wide and bright smiles.
NLA Unit 1 - R&D District
Elma stood outside of Kriss' lab, knocking on the door.
"I know that I've honored your second IOU all these years, Kriss. I'm sorry that I've stepped over the boundary so much these last few days...this will be the last time. I promise."
There was a long silence before the door clicked. Opening it, Elma stepped inside to see Kriss returning to her desk.
"Elma...the time has come, hasn't it?"
Approaching the Professor, Elma nodded.
"It has…"
Kriss grabbed two devices from her desk and held them out to Elma.
"What you requested."
Elma took them, thanking Kriss.
"I can always rely on you. Thank you."
Kriss shook her head, looking down at Aegis who began to rub against her leg. The silence was filled with Aegis purrs as Kriss looked up at Elma.
In that moment, Elma could see deep concern bordering on fear in Kriss' eyes. Tears threatening to be shed. Kriss took a deep breath, attempting to steady her voice and failing.
"Promise me you'll come back. I can't lose you too, Elma."
Stepping closer, Elma threw her arms around Kriss and pulled her into a tight embrace. Kriss' hands secured themselves on Elma's waist and she buried her head in the other woman's shoulder.
"Please."
"I promise, Kriss. A million times."
The Professor held onto Elma tighter, a weak laugh escaping her.
"I blame Eren for this too."
"You blame her for a lot."
Kriss let out another long and shaky breath.
"I thank her for just as much."
The pair remained in each other's embrace for a long time before Kriss pulled away, Elma letting her arms fall to her side.
"When I come back...will I find you out and about or in here as always?"
Kriss shook her head.
"I don't know."
Elma nodded.
"Of course. Whatever you decide, know that I'll support it."
"You always do."
Kriss took her glasses off and wiped her face.
"Elma...having you come by. The young wolf too. Helping you prepare for this trip...it's made me feel like my old self again...thank you."
"Don't mention it."
Kriss put her glasses on once more.
"I'll try to find that strength you believe that I have. I want to be a different person when you come back. Stronger."
Elma nodded.
"I can't wait to see it."
Elma reached over and took hold of one of Kriss' hands, giving her a tight squeeze. Kriss returned that motion, a smile on her face.
NLA Unit 2 - Residential Park
Memorial Monolith
Elma walked through the park as she had many times before. Ahead of her she saw Nagi standing at the Monolith, hands behind his back and eyes closed. Drawing near she came to a stop and waited, allowing the minutes to tick by as Nagi spoke silent prayers to those lost over the years.
"Elma."
"You don't have to-"
"I do."
Nagi turned to her.
"I'm sorry."
Elma shook her head.
"I was being...unreasonable. Immature. Holding that decision you made all these years against you. It wasn't right."
Nagi smiled.
"We both know that's not true. What you, Kruse and Kriss were able to prove to me is that my faith isn't as strong as I once believed it was."
Nagi shook his head.
"I gave up on Mrs. Copeland. I believe her to be dead despite your arguments. I could no longer convince myself that she was simply MIA...I didn't believe in her. I didn't believe in you. For that, I am sorry."
Elma walked past Nagi, holding out her hand to interact with the Monolith, browsing the familiar data sets until she reached Jaynix's profile.
"I've always understood why you wanted her status changed, Nagi. I let my anger win out in the end and I took it out on you...regardless of what the signal we intercepted means, it doesn't undo the fact that I didn't treat you fairly."
Nagi sighed.
"Seems we don't agree on this either. You think we were both wrong...but I know it was all me. I know it and that's okay."
Elma said nothing more on the topic, staring at Jaynix's file before switching the display to that of Frye. Closing her eyes, she whispered her own prayers to one of her oldest friends and comrades.
"I didn't come here to seek blame, Nagi...only to thank you."
Nagi nodded but said nothing as Elma turned to him.
"Despite your aversion to holding a political position, you took over after Chausson left and you've guided us with unparalleled strength. New Los Angeles. Humanity. Our Xenoform allies. I know they're all in good hands with you. I have no doubts."
Nagi smiled.
"Much like Frye, I always enjoy hearing how much you trust me and I promise to uphold that trust and never get into another situation where you are able to question me. I'm done making mistakes no matter how small you may believe them to be."
Elma smiled.
"Are you making a promise to change while I'm gone too? You don't have to."
"Maybe not...but I want to. For me. By the time five years on this planet comes, I want to be confident and secure in having done everything I could with the support of all of our allies. We will always aim higher for all those not with us and all those who believe in us. That I promise you."
Nagi held out one of his hands. Elma watched the man, seeing that determination in his face made him look years younger.
Taking his hand in her own, she nodded.
"I know you can fulfill your goal Nagi. When I return I know I'll be impressed."
There was a bright light in Nagi's eyes as he shook her hand.
"I await your return, Watcher Elma."
"Until then, Kentaro Nagi."
NLA Unit 2 - BLADE Residential Quarter
Elma knocked on the door, waiting for the voices to quiet down and someone approached to let her in. She didn't expect Penta and Senti's place to be as rowdy as it was.
Door opening, she was greeted by an old friend.
"Celica? I thought your unit's away mission was-"
The Qlurian shook her head.
"It ended a few days back. We returned to NLA to learn about...everything."
"I see. I'm sorry."
Celica shook her head.
"Nothing you could do, we all know how much Errdia interferes with communications."
Elma nodded, she couldn't deny that. Taking the moment to look over Celica she couldn't help but notice how much taller the girl had grown in four years. Albus, Furvus and most of the knights were all quite tall so it shouldn't be surprising how much her growth spurt was hitting her.
"Did you visit him?"
"The whole unit did. I still can't quite wrap my head around it."
Elma shook her head.
"Neither can I…"
Hearing Penta call her name, Celica apologized.
"I imagine you're here to see them."
With that, the Qlurian led Elma back inside to see Penta slumped over his table studying several holographic screens and old books salvaged from White Whale wreckage over the years.
Everything on the table was focused on one thing: parenting.
"Ah! Elma, hey. Sorry Senti couldn't get over there, we've been. Well y'know. Planning."
Elma shook her head.
"I understand. I imagine you are set on building a crib yourself?"
"Yeah. Of course, it's kind of silly to be planning for all of this when...unless?"
Elma brought a finger to her lips, Penta nodding before looking over at Celica.
"Thanks again for the assistance."
"Back on Qlu during the war, I was often trusted with the young, I was pretty small at the time too but I could watch them. Take care of them. This shouldn't be too hard."
Penta smiled.
"That's the hope."
As Celica rejoined Penta, Elma walked through the home to the couple's room where Senti was standing, her fists impacting the punching bag.
Once she saw Elma, she stopped and smiled.
"Elma. Sorry that I-"
"No need. You've all been wrapped up in this parenting thing."
Senti nodded.
"I'm...excited...there was a time where I wanted nothing more than to raise a family. To have kids. But after what happened to my firstborn...that desire died and I...I don't want to live with the regret anymore…"
Elma moved over to the bed, sitting down and tapping the space next to her for Senti to join her.
"We know Mimeosomes don't really...well...Elma, did you come here with news?"
She nodded.
"I did...it requires using the Lifehold Core's genetic data, you and Penta's DNA and...letting nature run its course."
"I...I see...how likely is it?"
Elma crossed her arms.
"It's very likely but as we know, the Lifehold was in poor shape when it was recovered and some systems to help this process were damaged. Over the years we've done our best to fix what we could but that department could still use some work. I've met with Beta Wolf and Vandham and we got a list of supplies we'll need to get it up and running. Most of this stuff is off continent unfortunately…"
Elma brought out her datapad and transferred a list of supplies to Senti who stared at them, nodding her head.
"I haven't been to Rendaelum in a while...but Errdia?"
"You have Celica. She frequents the region more than enough and for the stuff in Ostium, Shula can get it for you on her next trip."
Senti took a deep breath.
"If we get all this together...we can...have a child?"
Elma smiled.
"I did not want to come to you until I was certain...and I am certain. Everything Kruse, Beta Wolf, Vandham and the other engineers say is possible. The Lifehold will do most of the work but obviously without you and Penta, nothing will happen."
Senti was lost in thought as Elma turned to see Penta and Celica step into the room. The look on Penta's face told her that he heard what they had discussed.
"Elma...really?"
"Yes, really. It'll take some effort but when it comes to children and parenting, I imagine effort is a big part of it."
Celica smiled.
"That it is."
Penta moved over to Senti's side, taking one of her hands in his and whispering something as Celica joined them.
As the quiet moment stretched on, Elma cleared her throat.
"There is something I have to tell you three. It's the reason I requested you to come to my barracks."
The three remained silent as Elma explained to them her plan to leave New Los Angeles for an undetermined amount of time in order to find and bring Jaynix home.
There was surprise and understanding in their expressions as Senti spoke.
"Love. We wish you the best of luck...and we will do all we can to safeguard NLA."
Penta nodded.
"We have no intention of failing you."
Celica moved to sit on Elma's other side.
"You gave me the confidence to pick up a weapon and fight, I've fought for all of us all these years and I'll never stop."
Elma placed a hand on Celica and Senti's shoulders, looking at both women before meeting Penta's gaze and smiling.
"I know I can trust you three. I've said this a lot today but I mean it, truly. Thank you."
NLA Unit 1 - BLADE Barracks
Elma stood looking at the door that led into her barracks. She had just gone in one last time to retrieve her supplies which were now in a bag across her shoulder. Taking a deep breath she looked down to her datapad which was displaying a message from Kruse. She had asked him to come see her, alone.
He didn't even question why.
Putting the datapad away, Elma closed her eyes and waited. She heard his footsteps a few minutes later, a smile forming on her face as he greeted Aegis softly before clearing his throat.
"Kruse...I don't think I've ever told you this."
Opening her eyes, she looked at her old friend.
"Your facial hair looks good on you."
The man smiled and laughed.
"I'd have shaved long ago if Harriet didn't like it so much."
"I always knew you'd make a fine man if you ever got married. Even as the awkward engineer you were when I first met you...I saw that maturity."
Kruse shook his head.
"I'd never say that about myself...thank you, Elma."
Reaching into her pocket, Elma pulled out a small communicator. Kruse raised his eyebrow as she held it out to him. He'd never seen something like it before.
"Kriss designed this as a pair. I have one and I'm entrusting the other to you."
Kruse kept his eyes on the device for a short while before looking up at Elma once more.
"What's it for?"
Elma closed her hand around the device as she spoke.
"I've asked Nagi to take all of my communications and tracking systems off of FrontierNav. Once I'm sufficiently far enough away from the Origin Continent...it'll be like I disappeared."
Kruse stepped closer.
"Why?"
Elma smiled.
"I have to do this alone, Kruse. For her. That said none of us know how long this will take. In an ideal world I'll be back in a month or two...in case it doesn't turn out that way, I had Kriss design these. A one way communicator with a range so massive it'll find me no matter where I am on Mira."
Elma moved closer to Kruse, taking his arm and bringing it up, palm open. Placing the device in his hand she continued.
"In case something happens...I want you to use this to call for me."
Kruse took a deep breath.
"Why me?"
"Nagi already has a lot on his plate and as the Director General I know that's not going to change. Irina and Gwin will be spending most of their time away from NLA and simply put I trust you to only use this if absolutely necessary."
Elma took her hand away from Kruse, the man now studying the device he held.
"You understand, right Kruse?"
Closing his hand around it, he nodded.
"Yeah. Only in the most dire of circumstances...in that case, I hope I never have to use it."
Elma smiled.
"Me too."
Placing it in his pocket, Kruse noted how heavy it suddenly felt. It was a simple but monumental task he had no intention of failing.
There was a long silence as Kruse thought over what he was entrusted with before facing Elma and smiling.
The pair then started walking through the Administrative District, their destination being Kruse's home.
Aegis followed closely, constantly brushing herself against Elma and Kruse's legs.
August 13th, 2060
Elma stood with Phog, the man had a rather large pack on his back, weapons at his side and a determined expression on his face.
"Are you absolutely sure about heading to Noctilum on foot?"
Phog nodded.
"Yeah...the journey will give me time to think. About everything. Once I reach Wetboat Town, it'll be a long and calm seafaring trip to Rendaelum and Arcus Pluvius...my new home."
Elma moved closer, putting an arm around Phog.
"I know I've said this a lot but...I really am going to miss you."
With a small smile, the young man nodded.
"I'm going to miss everyone too...but I need to do this for me."
Elma said nothing more as Phog began to walk away only to come to a stop after a few feet. Reaching into his vest he took something out, staring at it for a long time before turning around.
Taking a deep breath, Phog held his hand out towards Elma. She saw what was in his grasp and shook her head.
"I can't take that from you."
It was Frye's flask.
"I'm not a drinker, Elma."
She laughed in spite of herself.
"You don't have to use it for that. It's a memento."
Phog smiled before tapping the side of his head.
"I have all the mementos I'll need right here and…"
He brought his hand to his chest.
"...right here...it's a small gesture but I want you to have something in memory of him and honestly I don't think he'd mind."
Elma stared at Phog and at the flask for a long time. It was not a choice easily made but the expression Phog wore let her know that he'd offer it for as long as it took.
"Very well."
Elma stepped forward, placing a hand on the flask.
"But. I'm not going to keep it."
Phog tilted his head.
"I'm going to hold onto it for you, Phog. Until the day comes when you want it back...I know that day will come."
Phog sighed.
"I'm not so sure."
Elma brought her other hand forward, holding onto Phog.
"I am. I know you can be that strong, Phog. I believe in you because Frye always did...and I trusted his judgement. I always have and always will."
Phog closed his eyes, a sad smile on his face as he nodded.
"Alright then...hold onto it for me, Elma. Until the day when I can hold it once more...proudly, as a Christoph."
Elma took her hands away from Phog, now holding Frye's flask. Phog kept his eyes on it for a while longer before meeting Elma's gaze.
"Thank you."
"Be safe, Phog. I wish you the best."
Elma bowed her head to the young man as he turned away, the road stretching out far before him all across Primordia. He took one step. Then another. And another. Every step he took, he felt the desire to turn around and look upon New Los Angeles one last time, but he refused.
He had to be strong.
He will be strong.
For Frye.
For himself.
Taking a deep breath, he began moving faster.
Elma stood in place. Watching Phog until she could no longer see him.
August 20th, 2060
Early the next morning found Elma standing in the exact same spot where she had watched Phog depart.
This time, it was her turn. Reaching into her pocket she retrieved Frye's flask. Brilliantly polished she could see her reflection. The bright blue eyes, dark skin and silver hair of her mimeosome as well as the vibrant red strand.
She hadn't seen Jaynix in four years and Jaynix had yet to know of Elma's true nature. What the woman would need was familiarity and so Elma knew she needed to find her while in her Mimeosome. The day when she could finally be her true self in front of Jaynix was approaching and Elma could not wait.
Putting the flask away, Elma approached her kneeling Prog Ares. Placing a hand on the Skell she turned to look through the open gate of New Los Angeles. Everyone else was still sleeping but they all knew that when they awoke, she would be gone.
For how long was anyone's guess.
Climbing into the cockpit, Elma went through her final checks before initiating launch. The Prog Ares shot off into the sky, the light of the ether expelling from the engines taking on the form of majestic wings as it sliced through the heavens.
Elma looked to the ground below as the familiar sights of Primordia sped past her. Her gaze then moved up to the horizon. Once she left the region, she'd fly over Oblivia and after that, she'd head into the unknown.
After four years this was finally it. She was going to find Jaynix and bring her home. She had no doubts.
Closing her eyes, she imagined her friends burning red hair and bright eyes.
And her smile.
Seeing that perfect picture of Jaynix brought a smile to Elma's face. Opening her eyes, there was a determined light evident within. Pushing the Prog Ares to its limits, Elma tore through the skies towards her destination.
Alone.