Note: Not last chapter either!!!!!!!!
Chapter 93: My Angels
Selphie walked up to Squall, and went to hug him in comfort. But he had risen, and carried Tinsir's body. Odin stood in the doorway, and watched our beloved hero as he walked to it. Squall's hair hung in his face, his gaze downcast, hiding tears in his eyes. He looked upon Odin, and snarled.
Squall: You knew she'd die, didn't you?!
Odin: ....Yes. She knew it too.
Squall: You didn't stop it, and save her! Why!?!
Odin: I will not interfere with her decisions, destiny, and ascensions.
Squall: You-!
Quistis: Ascensions?
Squall: .....
Odin: Squall, give me her body, and we will deal with it accordingly. Then we shall talk. Let her go.
Squall: ..........You let her die.
Odin: She wanted to. Even if I did not respect her wishes, she outranks me now. We will discuss this later. Let us deal with her body now until we can preseve it accordingly.
Squall: .....Let's put her in the cry unit until later. I don't want to seal her yet.
Odin: As you wish.
Squall placed the lifeless body in the frosted over box. He placed the glass top over her, and pushed a few buttons. The clamp went down, and it began to freeze, her skin getting a tinge of blue. Squall stood in silence for a moment, the others not knowing what to do. After all, when Rinoa died, he was elsewhere, and had dealt with a lot himself.
Rinoa was in the dark about Tinsir. She knew the face, but couldn't think of who she was. Quite confused by it all, she stood processing everything for a while. But she knew Squall was hurting, and went to him. She placed her warming arms around his shoulders, and hugged him, lingering as she whispered things in his ear. He shook his head slowly, and hugged her back, his sobbing body crippling by his pain. She eased him to the floor, and waved the others out.
She ran her fingers through his brown hair, his head on her lap. "He'll die of embarassment from crying in front of the others," she thought, "If he doesn't die of heartbreak. What's going on around here? Where even is here really? I was shocked to find the others, thank Hyne they were just a little ways down the hall looking for him. What happened?"
The broken man on her lap finally began to calm himself. He remembered his kids. What was he going to say? What was he going to do to help them feel better? How can he tell them that their mother...died? Squall sat up, and wiped his eyes.
Squall: I'm sorry.
Rinoa: For what? I'm glad you trust me enough to let me see you cry. There's nothing to be sorry for.
Squall: There is plenty. *looks to Tinsir* She's kind of the one that killed you. Her soul was spilt, and one half killed you for power, and carnage. The other was kind of a goody goody to a degree. They were united to her forner self, and that is the body of her that lays before you. And yes, I regret crying in front of you.
Rinoa: She-?
Squall: ......
Rinoa: Oh.... How did I-?
Squall: She revived you. That's when she died. She gave her life for yours.
Rinoa: Righting wrongs?
Squall: Keeping her word.
Rinoa: Oh. We should get out of here. It's cold, and I think you need some time away from her remains. Okay?
Squall: Whatever.*rises*
Rinoa (gets up): Squall.
Squall: What?
Rinoa: I love you still.
Squall: *nods, and leaves*
Rinoa: Squall....
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They all sat in the lounge between the rooms. Odin stood next to the window, Irvine sat at the desk with his feet propped up on it, Selphie sat in a chair nearest to him, Quistis, and Zell sat on the couch. Rinoa sat down near Quistis, and Squall walked in, and paced around.
Odin: Squall.
Squall: .....
Odin: Calm down. She hasn't fully gone over yet.
Squall: Does that mean you can resurrect her?
Odin: No. It means you haven't let her go yet. She's screaming to you to let her go, Squall. She's stuck in limbo until you do. She died for a reason, so don't make her death become vain. She is to become the being in the stead of her father, and a Hades. She will rule over heaven, and hell. but you are keeping her from that. Let her be in tune with her fate, her destiny. It is in the prophesies!
Squall: F*** the prophesies! They have caused only pain, and suffering!
Odin: Was it pain, and suffering when you met Oceania? Was it pain, and suffering when you laid with her? Was it pain, and suffering when you had her to turn to? Was if pain, and suffering when your son was birthed? Was it pain, and suffering when you loved her?
Squall: I still do.
Odin: Then let her go where she needs to be.
Squall: ......
Quistis: How do you know she's still here?
Odin: I am not mortal. I can see things, and hear things you cannot. She's standing by you now, Squall. Can you fell her breath?
Squall: .....Yes.
Odin: Good. Now, do you want her to be in this realm, alone, dead, and decaying? It is torture.
Squall: I want her back.
Odin: Don't you want her happy?
Squall: ......Yes.
Odin: I know this was a blow for you, but let it go. Maybe after the funeral, you shall step aside.
Squall stands for a moment, and leaves into his room. The door slams, and you can heat things being slammed, shattered, and thrown.
Quistis: Squall...
Rinoa: Let him be for a bit. I think he needs to be left alone for a little while. He never does well with other peole around.
Zell: He always did pretty good getting over some stuff with- nevermind.
Rinoa: Who?
Zell: Her....
Rinoa: Who exactly is she anyways? He muttered something about her being the one that killed me, but I'm kinda confused.
Irvine: Quisty, you had better explain this one. You know more about it than any one of us in particular.
Selphie: Actually.... I know just about everything. I may not understand all of the medical mumbo jumbo like Quisty, but I know what went on between them. I know how she felt, when she cried, and everything. Hell, I knew the moment she died. That's why I woke up. When she started to let go of this life, and give her remaining strength to revive Rinny. *pauses, and swallows the lump on her throat* I'll tell you what I can. You will see the woman inside the monster, and wonder if she really was so bad. You will see someone I called... my best friend....
Selphie gave Rinoa a pretty full account of everything that happened, leaving out only what was still to be hidden. She would almost stop several times to cry, and Irvine often would comfort her to get her to stop until she felt better. But her will never wavered, and the stpry continued. After all that was top be said was verbalized, she sat back, exhausted. Rinoa sat at the edge of the couch, bent over, and playing with her clothes. It was quite uncomfortable to hear about Squall being with someone else, and almost unbearable to hear that he had a child with her.
Odin looked across the room at an empty corner near Squall's door. Tinsir's spirit lingered there, listening to Selphie, and to Squall. Blood like tears flowed from her eyes, staining a white dress. She looked upon her one time master with pleading eyes, her love in pain. She had intended on dying in hell, and having Odin resurrect Rinoa for her. But she knew that what had to be done was done although not to her plans, and that either way, Squall would be hurt.
A small knock on the door was heard, the eerie silence broken. Zell looked at his watch, and commented on who could it be at this hour. The door knob turned, and a teary Dewn walked in, baby brother in tow.
Chapter 93: My Angels
Selphie walked up to Squall, and went to hug him in comfort. But he had risen, and carried Tinsir's body. Odin stood in the doorway, and watched our beloved hero as he walked to it. Squall's hair hung in his face, his gaze downcast, hiding tears in his eyes. He looked upon Odin, and snarled.
Squall: You knew she'd die, didn't you?!
Odin: ....Yes. She knew it too.
Squall: You didn't stop it, and save her! Why!?!
Odin: I will not interfere with her decisions, destiny, and ascensions.
Squall: You-!
Quistis: Ascensions?
Squall: .....
Odin: Squall, give me her body, and we will deal with it accordingly. Then we shall talk. Let her go.
Squall: ..........You let her die.
Odin: She wanted to. Even if I did not respect her wishes, she outranks me now. We will discuss this later. Let us deal with her body now until we can preseve it accordingly.
Squall: .....Let's put her in the cry unit until later. I don't want to seal her yet.
Odin: As you wish.
Squall placed the lifeless body in the frosted over box. He placed the glass top over her, and pushed a few buttons. The clamp went down, and it began to freeze, her skin getting a tinge of blue. Squall stood in silence for a moment, the others not knowing what to do. After all, when Rinoa died, he was elsewhere, and had dealt with a lot himself.
Rinoa was in the dark about Tinsir. She knew the face, but couldn't think of who she was. Quite confused by it all, she stood processing everything for a while. But she knew Squall was hurting, and went to him. She placed her warming arms around his shoulders, and hugged him, lingering as she whispered things in his ear. He shook his head slowly, and hugged her back, his sobbing body crippling by his pain. She eased him to the floor, and waved the others out.
She ran her fingers through his brown hair, his head on her lap. "He'll die of embarassment from crying in front of the others," she thought, "If he doesn't die of heartbreak. What's going on around here? Where even is here really? I was shocked to find the others, thank Hyne they were just a little ways down the hall looking for him. What happened?"
The broken man on her lap finally began to calm himself. He remembered his kids. What was he going to say? What was he going to do to help them feel better? How can he tell them that their mother...died? Squall sat up, and wiped his eyes.
Squall: I'm sorry.
Rinoa: For what? I'm glad you trust me enough to let me see you cry. There's nothing to be sorry for.
Squall: There is plenty. *looks to Tinsir* She's kind of the one that killed you. Her soul was spilt, and one half killed you for power, and carnage. The other was kind of a goody goody to a degree. They were united to her forner self, and that is the body of her that lays before you. And yes, I regret crying in front of you.
Rinoa: She-?
Squall: ......
Rinoa: Oh.... How did I-?
Squall: She revived you. That's when she died. She gave her life for yours.
Rinoa: Righting wrongs?
Squall: Keeping her word.
Rinoa: Oh. We should get out of here. It's cold, and I think you need some time away from her remains. Okay?
Squall: Whatever.*rises*
Rinoa (gets up): Squall.
Squall: What?
Rinoa: I love you still.
Squall: *nods, and leaves*
Rinoa: Squall....
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They all sat in the lounge between the rooms. Odin stood next to the window, Irvine sat at the desk with his feet propped up on it, Selphie sat in a chair nearest to him, Quistis, and Zell sat on the couch. Rinoa sat down near Quistis, and Squall walked in, and paced around.
Odin: Squall.
Squall: .....
Odin: Calm down. She hasn't fully gone over yet.
Squall: Does that mean you can resurrect her?
Odin: No. It means you haven't let her go yet. She's screaming to you to let her go, Squall. She's stuck in limbo until you do. She died for a reason, so don't make her death become vain. She is to become the being in the stead of her father, and a Hades. She will rule over heaven, and hell. but you are keeping her from that. Let her be in tune with her fate, her destiny. It is in the prophesies!
Squall: F*** the prophesies! They have caused only pain, and suffering!
Odin: Was it pain, and suffering when you met Oceania? Was it pain, and suffering when you laid with her? Was it pain, and suffering when you had her to turn to? Was if pain, and suffering when your son was birthed? Was it pain, and suffering when you loved her?
Squall: I still do.
Odin: Then let her go where she needs to be.
Squall: ......
Quistis: How do you know she's still here?
Odin: I am not mortal. I can see things, and hear things you cannot. She's standing by you now, Squall. Can you fell her breath?
Squall: .....Yes.
Odin: Good. Now, do you want her to be in this realm, alone, dead, and decaying? It is torture.
Squall: I want her back.
Odin: Don't you want her happy?
Squall: ......Yes.
Odin: I know this was a blow for you, but let it go. Maybe after the funeral, you shall step aside.
Squall stands for a moment, and leaves into his room. The door slams, and you can heat things being slammed, shattered, and thrown.
Quistis: Squall...
Rinoa: Let him be for a bit. I think he needs to be left alone for a little while. He never does well with other peole around.
Zell: He always did pretty good getting over some stuff with- nevermind.
Rinoa: Who?
Zell: Her....
Rinoa: Who exactly is she anyways? He muttered something about her being the one that killed me, but I'm kinda confused.
Irvine: Quisty, you had better explain this one. You know more about it than any one of us in particular.
Selphie: Actually.... I know just about everything. I may not understand all of the medical mumbo jumbo like Quisty, but I know what went on between them. I know how she felt, when she cried, and everything. Hell, I knew the moment she died. That's why I woke up. When she started to let go of this life, and give her remaining strength to revive Rinny. *pauses, and swallows the lump on her throat* I'll tell you what I can. You will see the woman inside the monster, and wonder if she really was so bad. You will see someone I called... my best friend....
Selphie gave Rinoa a pretty full account of everything that happened, leaving out only what was still to be hidden. She would almost stop several times to cry, and Irvine often would comfort her to get her to stop until she felt better. But her will never wavered, and the stpry continued. After all that was top be said was verbalized, she sat back, exhausted. Rinoa sat at the edge of the couch, bent over, and playing with her clothes. It was quite uncomfortable to hear about Squall being with someone else, and almost unbearable to hear that he had a child with her.
Odin looked across the room at an empty corner near Squall's door. Tinsir's spirit lingered there, listening to Selphie, and to Squall. Blood like tears flowed from her eyes, staining a white dress. She looked upon her one time master with pleading eyes, her love in pain. She had intended on dying in hell, and having Odin resurrect Rinoa for her. But she knew that what had to be done was done although not to her plans, and that either way, Squall would be hurt.
A small knock on the door was heard, the eerie silence broken. Zell looked at his watch, and commented on who could it be at this hour. The door knob turned, and a teary Dewn walked in, baby brother in tow.
