Bonjourno my friends. How are we all doing?
Now, as to my SWAT team advert, I finally managed to abduct Auron! However, I couldn't decide on a random sum for ransom, so I just kept him ()! Well, until the authorities find me…but hey I can dream…
Auron: I can hear you, you know! Are you planning on letting me out of this little box any time soon?
Kat: Nope, you're safe and snug in there, just room for two…
snuggle snuggle
Auron: (oO) …..
Kat: Night Night Aurries….
Auron: 'where's my damn sword'
On with the show! ()
Disclaimer: I have given up with the pen-get rich quick-scheme and have reverted back to owning nothing…not even Auron's sword. Which reminds me…where DID I leave it?
Well, after a highly uneventful breakfast…lunch and hell entire day I figured that Seymour wouldn't be back until tomorrow. I'd been waiting for him to arrive home all day, why I didn't know. I mean what was I going to do when I did see him? Accuse him? Of what? "Hey you, Seymour! I want a word. You made me collapse and I want to know why!" Yeah 'cause that would go down well…
I had considered going out into Guadosalam's very own "town", but just as Troll-y had predicted, the storms were a-coming, and even though the whole "town" was covered by the uber…tree…thing? the winds were still picking up and the first tell-tale clouds had been seen.
So we resigned ourselves to sitting inside and were playing a fantastic game of charades. Tidus was doing a very strange dance across the small room and everyone was in tears of laughter…well, except Auron and Kimahri, and Lulu… but hey the thought was there.
Auron hadn't even wanted us to play! He was still insisting we "leave this place". And I kinda agreed with him, but between you and me, that big ball o' thunder that was directly above us somewhere was not looking so good at all. To me, thunder and lightening is possibly the worse thing ever! Including the recent news of the Chocobo decline! So I figured that wherever inside was, that's where I was safest.
In fact, Auron was so set about going that it was only when Yuna had called him selfish and rude for wanting to leave without thanking Maester Seymour that he had shut up.
Of course, seconds later he was in a huff, and she was down on all fours begging forgiveness for her rudeness to "his highness Sir Auron".
Honestly, that man is mothered Way too much. I think he just needs a good kick in the hiney once in while.
In fact I stood up to tell him so when BANG. First crack of thunder hit and I swear I must have jumped higher than a shoopuf on a trampoline! And I screamed blue murder to top it off. I had to be escorted to my room by Tidus and Yuna, whilst Lulu scanned her "book of oracle knowledge" for a sleep spell, or at the very least a silence spell.
And that's where I was now, sitting under about three duvets, silently laughing hysterically at my predicament. I was well past the scared stage now, was just leaving terrified and was entering the dreaded "psychotic" stage where everything becomes funny in a vain attempt to see sunshine.
After about 10 minutes of trying to calm me down, Auron came up to check on us and again, suggested we leave Guadosalam. Yuna became embarrassed from her previous screaming match at him and said that I was in no fit state to be moved and I was grateful when Lulu and Tidus backed her up.
But do you know what "the stick up his hiney so far that his panties are all caught in a knot" said?
"Just leave her here"
Well! I swear if I didn't have a silence spell on me, there would be a whole lot of bleeped words coming from my mouth that I'm sure would damage the Summoner, Lady Yuna beyond repair.
As it was, I just mouthed a lot of words with actions to match and Lulu and Yuna quickly steered me back to bed with a sleep potion whilst Tidus walked Auron swiftly to the door, and I distinctly heard him say, "Auron, let me tell you a thing or two about Woman…"
As for Yuna and Lulu, they shoved the potion down my neck quicker than a hypello in water and within seconds I was out like a light….
Meanwhile…
"Hey Reshinda! Have you finished washing all the Summoner's parties stuff? I really aught to take they packs back to their rooms." Shouted a Guado servant, her long blue braided hair flying out behind her…
"Yeah sure, just one left to do. Tell you what, give me hand and it'll be quicker." Yelled the so-called Reshinda from the other room. The first Guado, whose name was Sessile wandered into the washer room and, picking up the pack, tipped it upside onto the large table, sending potions, clips and spheres everywhere. An outfit fell out as well which the Guado girl picked up and inspected.
"Jeez Ree', get a load of this!" She cried, "This girl must be a size 6! And…wah-hey. Nice drags!"
She held up the skimpy skirt and bikini that Rikku had worn at the Inn against herself and asked her friend, "What do you think? Suit me?"
"Not on your life!" Laughed her friend, grabbing the potions and odd weapons that had littered the table, and began roughly stuffing them back into the bag. It wasn't until a small opened envelope at the bottom caught her attention that she stopped. She picked it up and examined the front, curiosity taking over her. She knew she shouldn't look, and every part of her good conscience was screaming out to her to put the letter back and to mind her own business.
In fact, she was just opening the bag to do so when her friend snatched it from her grasp, "What's this then?" She asked reading the name on the front, "Rie-kku? Rick-uu? Rine-kue? I can't read it; the outside is too smudged up. Maybe the inside is neater."
She began to open the letter when her friend asked her, "What are you doing?"
"Reading the letter of course? What does it look like silly?" She asked, a smile crossing her troll like features, "What are you scared?"
"Of course not, it's just, that's none of our business…and…" Stammered the other.
"Aw…! Reshinda is scared of the big-bad letter!" Laughed Sessile, teasing her lifelong friend, "It's not going to bite you!"
"I know that!" Half shouted Reshinda, going bright red, "Give it here." And she snatched the envelope from her friend's hands. She carefully opened the torn seal and took out the letter, realising that if they were caught they would be in so much trouble!
Unfolding the paper, she squinted at the words, "It's written in code." She stated, her heart falling a little. Part of her had wanted to read that letter, "look it's all in funny writing".
She handed her companion the letter and began clearing away the potions again. After a few seconds she stopped and looked for her friends delayed actions. But her friend was staring intently at the paper.
"What?" She asked, placing the potions down again, "what is it?"
"It's Al Bhed…the girl; 'Rikku' is an Al Bhed. And this signature, 'Cid', that's the leader…which means…if i'm correct...we've got us an Al Bhed princess in our midst…"
With that, the two girls took off at breakneck speed for the stairs to the Measter's private chambers.
Later that evening…
"Maester Seymour, what a surprise! We were all thought you would be back tomorrow." Said Tromell inhis creepy voice, "I trust Mi'Hien is safe from the storm?"
"Yes thank you Tromell, the highroad is safe once again. Maester Mika expressed his deepest gratitude to you for taking my place with such important guests whilst I was gone. I assume the Summoner and her group are all still here?" Replied Seymour, shaking off his long blue cloak and motioning for a servant to bring him some wine.
"Indeed they are my Lord; however, certain members of the group were not entirely overjoyed at the prospect. I believe they have all retired to their rooms for the night save one; Sir Wakka of Besaid."
"Oh?" Ponder Seymour, "what a pity. I had so hoped to converse with particular members of the group, especially Sir Auron. I found our last conversation to be slightly cut short." He sneered.
Just then a guard posted outside the door knocked.
"Enter" came Seymour's voice that commanded both silence and respect.
"Lord Seymour," saluted the guard, "I have two employees' here who wish to speak with you. They say it is urgent business that cannot wait until morning. They have been waiting for you for many hours. Shall I send them in?"
"Of course, let us hear what they have to say." Waved Seymour, a long finger stroking him chin in thought.
Two young Guado girls, around fifteen…maybe sixteen entered the room. From the looks on their faces, they had never even addressed the Maester, let alone been in his room. They both looked slightly awkward, like they had both realised that maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
"Good evening ladies, what can I help you with?" Asked Seymour politely, and sensing their fear, he added, "Do not be alarmed. What is the trouble?"
One of the girls nudged the other forward and Seymour became aware that she was holding a letter. She cleared her throat softly, biding for time, before beginning, "My Lord, it is about the Summoner's party."
Seymour nodded, a curiosity bubbling up inside him and he motioned towards the desk and chairs. The all sat down around the table and he motioned for them to continue.
"Well, Reshinda and I were attending to the Guardians packs, cleaning the spare clothes and adding supplies where needed when we found…a letter…" Sessile took a deep breath. She knew she would be reprimanded for reading the letter, but Maester Seymour himself had said that anyone who found any information regarding the Al Bhed was to be confiscated immediately so she hoped she would be granted immunity to that small fact.
"Oh?" Came Seymour's reply, trying to sound nonplussed, "A letter? Go on dear."
Sessile gulped and continued, "It's to the youngest guardian, Rikku," she had asked around and one of the servants had told them the name they could not place, "Its from…" She trailed off looking nervously to Reshinda. Her friend nodded and carried on where she had left off.
"It appears to be from the leader of the Al Bhed sir. The entire letter is written in Al Bhed and from what I can decipher of it, this guardian has some personal connections with him..." Reshinda trailed off, looking to the floor.
"You can read this letter? How is that possible?" Asked Seymour his eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
Reshinda blushed apologetically, "My father," She explained, "He felt is necessary for me to study the language as a child. I guess it paid off in the end."
Seymour un-tensed himself and smiled grimly at her, "Ah I see, I also had an upbringing similar…" He began, then almost remembering himself he stopped and blinked twice, "But enough of that, you were saying something about personal connection between the guardian lady Rikku and the leader of the Al Bhed?"
This was it; this is what he had been waiting and praying to Yevon for! Something he could use to reveal those filthy rats and eliminate them once and for all!
"I…We believe that he is possibly, maybe her father."
And there it was, out in the open. There was a minutes silence whilst they all contemplated what this could mean, and what the girls had just accused Rikku of.
Then Seymour spoke, slightly breathlessly, "You are sure?"
The girls nodded, "there are several reference to the word father and…" they trailed off again.
"What is it?"
"Well sir, the letter might be a hoax." Sessile said in barely a whisper. Reshinda had told her the jist of the letter and they had worried greatly about it.
"And what makes you suggest that?" Asked Seymour quickly. He had just found the key to the Al Bhed's undo-ing and was not about to give it up easily.
"The said you were a…" Sessile mumbled, her voice becoming a whisper, "an Unsent."
Tromell barged out of the shadows from his post at this, "That is preposterous! I do hope you two young ladies have realised the severity of what you have just spoken, it is simply outrageous that such ---" He shouted at the girls who cringed immediately.
"Tromell!" Came Seymour's harsh call, "That is enough. You two have nothing to worry about. Your words were not aimed at me and shall therefore be ignored" He smiled a fake greasy grin at them, "that is all."
Tromell shrank back into the shadows, his anger coming off in waves.
"We'll…we'll pack our things then my lord." Said Reshinda in a shaky voice.
"Why?" Asked Seymour genuinely puzzled.
"You're going to fire us aren't you?" She cringed, waiting for his answer.
"Oh no!" Seymour laughed, "Not at all, in fact, I think a pay rise for you both and…hmm…lets see, a 3 week paid holiday where ever you wish to visit I think for your services? Does that sound good?"
Both girls' faces lit up. Since they had both become orphans at 10, they hadn't had a holiday, let alone paid leave, "Thank you so much my lord!" They cried together bowing as they left.
Seymour lent back in his chair in contemplation.
"My lord? Your orders?" Came Tromell's voice from the shadows.
"They know to much. Make sure they are never found. And bring me Sir Wakka of Besaid. I think we need to have a little chat about a certain guardian."
"Yes my lord…as you wish…" Said Tromell leaving Seymour alone in the room.
"Rikku, Rikku, Rikku…" Pondered Seymour aloud; "I saw something in you yesterday. I wasn't sure if I'd imagined it, but now I know. The Princess! The heiress to filth." He sniggered slightly, "A Princess of rats…Yes I will take a great pleasure destroying your people and everyone you love before your very eyes, then destroying you…it will be…an honour…"
And with that, he stood up and made for the bar area where he hoped to have a chat with Wakka to confirm her lineage. He'd spent too long to lose everything now because of two servant girls.
Sessile and Reshinda were never seen again…
Well there you go guys, ANTOHER tiny chapter! I am sorry they are all so short, this one, the one before and probably the one after are all just little link chappies to explain the story a little more.
Hope you guys enjoyed it and that it wasn't too dark at the end. I was feeling a little annoyed when I wrote that (unleash the anger!) and yes, I AM going to kick Auron in the hiney soon so he realises what he's going to start to feel is…affection!
Auron: I heard that!
Kat: ()
See ya later
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