No authors notes for today…I'm sure you're all disappointed…haha.
"Seymour…" Yuna scowled.
"Yuna, my dear, you weren't marrying another are you? You're already married." Maester Seymour mocked her with every word spoken from his sinister mouth. "My husband is dead." she said forcefully, pushing away his advancing hand. He nodded with a blood-stopping laugh that made Tidus tremble with anger. He moved to attack, but a simple flick of Seymour's wrist sent him flying; he hit the ground with a shout of pain. "This is true, darling…" his fingers reached to trace her neck. "But as soon as I have this crystal of yours, it will no longer matter. There will no longer be a boundary between life and death…" Yuna gasped as her hand flew to the white sphere. So this is who she wanted to keep it from, who she had to keep it from. She didn't have time to decipher what his words meant, all she knew is that she had to get out of there…now. However, as she turned to run the long guado fingers formed what seemed like unbreakable shackles around her arm, while the others waved at the thin boundary between the mortal and immortal realm. "I don't think you will be getting away this time, my love." he whispered in her struggling ear." A sudden realization terrified Yuna. She was losing consciousness, and with it, her ability to struggle and break free.
'Father…forgive me…I failed you.'
Kerra watched in frozen terror as the half-guado slipped regally into the small hole he was able to form in the boundary. "Yuna," she was able to choke out, but not much more. She knew the figure Seymour held was no longer conscious as she draped over his arm like a rag doll. 'Wait, what am I doing here?' she asked herself. She stood up as fast as she could and ran toward the hole after them. But the fabric on her robes was too long and it soon replaced the ground under her feet, causing her to fall on her face. Kerra watched helplessly as the hole into the farplane closed before her eyes. "Yuna…no…"
Baralai stood behind a kneeling Rikku as she tended to Tidus. "He's learned a few tricks and I don't like them at all! The big meanie!" she exclaimed loudly. Tidus was still unconscious also, rightly so. Seymour had thrown him far and he had hit the ground very hard. Now he had Yuna, and who knows what he was going to do with her. Something inside told him that Seymour wanted more than just a visit with his first bride. Baralai looked determined toward the place where the hole had once existed, as best as he could through the chaotic crowd. He was relieved a bit to see that someone had helped Kerra up off the ground, he would have done so himself if he had been able to get there through the mayhem. A groan snapped him back to reality. "Tidus, are you alright?" Tidus blinked a few times to regain vision and partially it seemed to wake himself from this nightmare. "He took her, didn't he?" was all he asked. Baralai had no choice but to nod. "Then I'm going after her!" He tried to stand, but he only fell back to the ground like a baby just learning to walk. "You can't go anywhere like this! Not for a while." Paine argued from behind him. "But Yuna, she'll…" Baralai could have sworn he was about to cry. He could see it as Tidus trembled with anger and hatred while Rikku helped him to sit up. He trembled with anger and hatred toward his inability to help. Baralai knew what must be done now, and Tidus was to weak to do it. He put a soft hand on the wounded man's shoulder and said "I'm going after her." An uncomfortable hush pressed upon the group as if to smother the breath that voiced his decision. "Baralai…You're not planning on going alone, are you man?" Gippal rubbed his own neck with concern. "We've all been there before, it's no picnic…" Paine also stepped from behind Rikku and Tidus to voice her own concern, though the words were few. "I'm not sure I'm okay with that idea either. You're not suited for that sort of…" "Work?" Baralai finished for her, in a bitter tone. Why couldn't they see it? It had to be done! He wasn't as fragile as everyone thought. He'd show them, but they'd never let him go alone.
"I'm coming with you…"
Baralai almost collapsed with surprise, while his heart jumped clear into the other direction. "Kerra…are you…" "You're not going alone." She interrupted, "He has something that I cannot afford to let him keep." Somehow he knew Kerra was not only in reference to Yuna. Her voice was weak, and still frightened, but somewhere intertwined with her words was her old spark of determination. 'Is she remembering?' he hoped, but he looked at her eyes and they were still a glassy dull shade of navy. His heart sank. "Are you sure, Kerra?"
She had never been more sure of anything. This Seymour had her friend and the sphere, she would not allow him to take Baralai… not unless he took her too. "Yes, My lord. I am certain." she whispered quietly and then bowed slightly. Despite the formality of the gesture, Gippal's face lit up with relief. "I'm glad you volunteered, because I sure as heck wasn't going back down there again!" He nodded toward the farplane and shivered. Rikku giggled as this reaction a bit. "Doesn't look like anyone's going anywhere anytime soon." Kerra recognized the kid's voice. It was Shinra. Rikku rolled her eyes and pouted, she knew what he meant. "Oh no…tell him to pull it together, will ya?" Kerra knew what that meant too. Brother wasn't going to fly them anywhere as long as he was too busy pouting about the loss of Yuna. She always did find his obsession with Yuna odd, and a bit sickening actually. She was his cousin after all, it just wasn't natural to have a romantic attachment to your cousin. "Want me to hurt him?" Paine implied with an underlying tone of enjoyment. "No need" Baralai said quickly, partially to dampen Paine's hopes at a little fun as help for a wounded ego Kerra guessed. "Gippal, how fast can you fly the Celsius to Bevelle? Gippal gave a delighted, sly smirk.
"How tight can you hang on?"