A FFX-2 Fan Fic
Chapter Eight
Wargames
Tidus lay on the couch in his apartment. He couldn't sleep. His thoughts were all tangled up in Yuna. He couldn't stop thinking about her. It had to mean something that they both felt as if they'd known each other their whole lives, even if they hadn't. Maybe it was destiny. In the space of a few short hours, he'd fallen for her. It defied logic and reason, but it felt right.
Even so, he was a little afraid to place his faith in destiny. It was hard to believe in something permanent when everyone he'd cared about had eventually left him. His gut told him to trust this, to trust that Yuna would be there. It told him that Yuna was reliable, loyal. She wasn't like any girl he'd ever met before. When she said she wasn't afraid of anything, he believed her. Her indomitable courage had been in her eyes.
He got up and went to the kitchen. He knew he wasn't going to get any sleep tonight, so he put on a pot of coffee and turned on the mini sphere screen to keep him entertained and his mind off of Yuna.
It was a nice idea in theory, but as he sat at the kitchen table sipping his coffee, his mind kept returning to the Summoner. Maybe he'd ask her to dinner.
"Any particular reason you're awake at this hour?" Auron asked. Tidus had been so deep in thought, he hadn't noticed his surrogate parent standing in the kitchen doorway.
"Couldn't sleep," he replied. He didn't want to talk to Auron about his crush on Yuna. Actually, he wouldn't know how to talk to Auron about it. He and Auron had never discussed the important things, or matters concerning the heart. Tidus didn't know if Auron didn't know how to discuss it, or if it was because almost twenty years ago, he'd lost both his wife and daughter.
Auron had married right out of school, and just days before their second wedding anniversary, his wife Tera and his three month old daughter Morane were riding home on the elevated train when it derailed. Every soul on board was lost. To Tidus' knowledge Auron had never loved another.
Auron poured himself a mug of coffee and sat across from Tidus. "How does it feel to be an adult?" he asked.
"Not that much different than being a kid."
Auron nodded and took a sip of coffee. There was a long silence between them, which was normal. Auron was a man of few words.
"Now that you're of legal age, I expect you'll want me to find my own residence," Auron said.
"Nah. You can stay if you want," Tidus said. He shrugged and then grinned at the taciturn man. "I've gotten used to you. Besides, I don't think I could handle all the silence around here if you took off."
"Smart ass," Auron muttered.
Tidus laughed. "Seriously, you can stay as long as you want."
"I appreciate that."
Truth be told, Tidus didn't want Auron to leave. Before he turned eighteen, he couldn't wait to be on his own, with no one there to question his actions, but he knew that Auron had no family and no where to go. Auron had been there for him after his mother had died. It wouldn't be right to just throw him out on the street.
On the Sphere Screen, the early morning news began, and Tidus knew without being told that it was time to shut up. Auron demanded absolute silence while he watched the bland newscasters give half hearted accounts of the local and world news.
Tidus didn't pay much attention to the news, other than to watch the latest Blitz scores and the weather. He was on the verge of drifting back into his thoughts of Yuna when the news anchor announced that there was breaking news from Bevelle. He leaned forward and fixed his eyes on the screen.
"This just in: Grand Maester Yu Yevon will hold a press conference in the Palace of St. Bevelle this afternoon. Though the subject of this conference has yet to be confirmed, early reports suggest the Maester is unhappy with the current use of Machina in Zanarkand. As you all know, the Temples have gained considerable power in the world government in recent years, and Maester Yu has a strong following throughout Spira. Again, these reports are unconfirmed. Stay tuned to Zanarkand 3 for more on this developing story. Back to you Helion."
"He's unhappy about the Machina in Zanarkand?" Tidus said, mildly baffled. "What's wrong with Machina?"
"My guess would be that it makes people lazy," Auron said.
"So you agree with him?"
"No."
Tidus got up from his place at the table and rinsed his coffee mug out in the sink. His thoughts turned to Yuna. He had to go to the temple. Something ugly was about to unfold, and he wanted to be there, not only for her, but for Shuyin and Lenne too.
Yuna and Lenne stayed up all night talking in the office. Lenne had showed Yuna the sphere of Maester Yu and Yuna had agreed that it was a bad omen.
Yuna wanted to tell her everything, but she couldn't. She wanted to show Lenne the sphere of Vegnagun, but it was not time yet. She did not like the idea of lying. The situation was too dire not to tell Lenne what was about to happen but the Fayth had told her not to reveal her secrets too soon. For now she'd have to play along and only tell the truth when she had to.
They talked about other things besides Bevelle, too. Lenne had asked what it was like to live in Besaid, if Yuna had ever been in love, why she'd become a summoner. Lenne told her all about Shuyin and about Lady Yunalesca and Lord Zaon. She also filled her in on the temple duties, which sounded fairly simple
Still, Yuna kept expecting the bomb to drop. She truly had expected to land in the middle of a war. Things were too calm. She had a feeling the situation would escalate quickly, and probably soon. She might as well relax while she still had the chance.
Shortly after dawn had broken, there was a knock on the office door.
"Come in," Lenne called.
A monk stepped inside with Paine and Rikku close behind him.
"There you are!" Rikku cried when she saw Yuna sitting at the desk. "We were about to send out a search party!"
"I didn't mean to worry you," Yuna said by way of apology. "I couldn't sleep."
"I wonder why?" Rikku teased and elbowed Paine in the ribs. Paine looked as if she wanted to retaliate, but in the interest of the peace, she restrained herself. Yuna shot her a thankful glance.
"Coffee?" Lenne asked.
"Please," Paine said.
"Don't give Rikku any," Yuna whispered. "She's naturally caffinated."
Lenne giggled and poured Paine a mug full of steaming coffee with cinnamon and then refilled Yuna's.
"When Shuyin wakes up, I'll send him out for breakfast. There's a fabulous deli a block away that has the best Chocobo egg sandwiches," Lenne said.
"You don't have to do that," Yuna protested. "I don't mind eating with the monks."
"No trouble at all," Lenne said. "Besides, you don't want the Temple food. It's not the best."
"Bad, hunh?" Yuna said.
"Awful," Lenne confirmed. "So, Yuna, how about that duel you promised me?"
"Ready when you are," Yuna said.
Lenne couldn't believe that Yuna had defeated every one of her Aeons. Yuna had said she was a little rusty, and Lenne had expected that they'd be evenly matched, but that was not the case. Yuna was so far above her in fighting class it wasn't even funny. Lenne wondered how Yuna had gotten so advanced. Her pilgrimage must have been extremely difficult, or maybe she'd gone looking for fiends for the purpose of leveling the Aeons up. Either way, Lenne imagined that even Lady Yunalesca would have trouble defeating this summoner's Aeons.
"You're . . . really good," Lenne said, breathless. The effort of the battle had left Lenne exhausted from the effort. She sat heavily on the Temple floor.
"You're no pushover, either," Yuna said. She wiped her brow and took a seat beside her. "Besides, you didn't get much sleep last night."
"Neither did you," Lenne said. Yuna was trying to make her feel better about losing, and while she appreciated the thought, it made her realize that he still had much work to do. "How did you get them to inflict so much damage?"
Yuna shrugged. "If you want, I can teach you a few tricks," she said.
"Would you?"
"Of course," Yuna said. She grinned at Lenne and wiped away a few strands of hair that had fallen into her eyes. "We summoners help one another out, don't we?"
"Thanks," Lenne said. "I appreciate it."
Lady Yunalesca had never offered to teach Lenne any 'tricks' during their training sessions. She had only told Lenne that she needed to practice more, that her Aeons would only grow stronger through diligent use and experience.
Out of curiosity, Lenne asked, "How much did you pay Yojimbo when you received him?"
Yuna smiled to herself. "A million Gil."
Lenne was shocked. She'd only been able to afford 3500 gil. "A million Gil? Where did you get that kind of cash?"
The summoner laughed. "Rikku has a talent for . . . pilfering Gil in battle. She can steal anything off of any fiend, anywhere, any time. It's the ultimate get rich quick scheme."
"That's an interesting talent," Lenne muttered.
"Don't worry," Yuna said. "She only steals from fiends. It comes in handy on the road, though. If we run low on supplies, Rikku can probably find what we're looking for."
"I'll have to get her to teach me that trick," Lenne laughed. She imagined her pilgrimage would have been much easier with an ability like that. No scrounging for change at the shops, no spending their last Gil on potions or ethers.
"She'd probably be happy to."
A worried looking monk shuffled his way toward them. The man wrung his hands together as he approached. "Lady Lenne, there is news from Bevelle."
Lenne got to her feet, worried. "Another sphere?"
"No, my lady. On the Sphere Screen."
"He's going public," Lenne muttered. She glanced at Yuna, who looked worried, but not surprised. As much as Lenne liked her, she got the feeling that Yuna was hiding something, that she knew more about this situation with Maester Yu and Bevelle than she let on.
Maybe Yuna was having the dream too. Maybe that's why she'd come to Zanarkand.
"Let's go watch," she said. She hesitated a moment and addressed the Monk. "If Shuyin is awake, please send him to the Deli for six of the regular. He'll understand what I mean."
"As you wish, my lady."
Lenne led Yuna back to the office and switched on the Sphere Screen. A reporter stood on the Highbridge in front of the Palace of St. Bevelle. Outside, people milled about looking uneasy. In the back ground, Lenne noticed a line of Warrior Monks guarding the entrance to the Temple.
"There are unconfirmed reports of trouble brewing between the Zanarkand and Bevelle Temples regarding the use of Machina. While neither Temple has issued an official statement, Grand Maester Yu Yevon will hold a press conference early this afternoon. Whether these unconfirmed reports are true, tension is building on the streets of Bevelle. Already the Warrior Knights have arrested fifteen unruly dissenters and as the situation escalates, more arrests are expected."
"That was Bandeli reporting on location in Bevelle," the anchor said from the news desk. "While the situation in Bevelle seems on the verge of revolt, here in Zanarkand things are relatively quiet. Many people were baffled this morning when the announcement was made about Maester Yu's impending press conference, and so far, Zanarkand police have not arrested anyone in connection with the announcement. It seems most Zanarkanites are more confused by the news than upset by it and many have gone to the Zanarkand Temple seeking answers. We will be reporting live from the Zanarkand Temple at the top of the hour and we will keep you updated on this situation as it unfolds."
Lenne sat back in her chair, shocked and terrified. This was not good at all.
She glanced at the clock. The Temple would open it's doors in less than a half an hour to the patrons, and she knew they would be mobbed with concerned citizens wanting to know what was going on. She was glad Yuna was there to help her out. She would not have been able to handle the situation alone.
"This is going to get ugly," Yuna said. "The people of Zanarkand will only stay quiet so long."
Lenne agreed. "I don't know what to do," she said. "Lady Yunalesca usually handles the press. I know as soon as our doors open for the day, people will be asking questions."
"And if we don't have any answers, it's going to start looking like it does in Bevelle."
"Should we issue a statement?"
"I don't know," Yuna said. "What would we tell them?"
"I don't want to lie to anyone. We tell our followers to trust us. If we lie, they'll turn their backs."
"We have to make a decision," Yuna said softly. "And they deserve to hear the truth, or at least as much as we can give them without causing a riot."
Shuyin entered the office followed by Tidus, who held a large bag of delicious smelling breakfast and a cardboard tray of designer coffee. "Hey babe," Shuyin greeted. His eyes were large with concern. "What's going on? Tidus was telling me there was something on the news about that Yevon guy and there's like, a thousand people and a bunch of reporters waiting outside."
Lenne groaned and covered her face with her hands. "Thanks for bringing breakfast," she said. She looked at Yuna, who seemed a little nervous in Tidus' presence. She might have smiled at the two if the situation hadn't been so crazy.
Shuyin crossed his arms and looked at her expectantly. "Babe, tell me what's going on."
Lenne leaned back in her chair. She didn't want Shuyin involved in this. Though he was her best friend and lover, he had no real connection to the temple. There was no reason to tell him if he wasn't part of it. "Yuna, gather your guardians and go to the conference room. Shuyin, Tidus, go on into Yunalesca's suite and wait for me there."
"Lenne, I want to know what's going on!" Shuyin demanded. Lenne flinched at his tone.
Yuna too Lenne's hand in hers. "They need to know too," she said gently. "I think we're going to need them."
Lenne wanted to be angry with Yuna for trying to involve Shuyin and Tidus in this mess, but she couldn't be. Still, she didn't want to put Shuyin, or his cousin in a dangerous situation.
"Lenne," Yuna said. "If you push him away, it will only lead to disaster. I promise you. You need your friends and loved ones around you, to help you through this."
She eyed the summoner with suspicion. Now she was certain that Yuna knew more than she was letting on. Lenne knew she wasn't a spy from Bevelle, but there was too much coincidence surrounding her arrival. There was too much knowledge in her eyes. "What do you know? Tell me."
"First, promise me you won't shut him out," Yuna whispered, still clutching Lenne's hand. "Trust him, and trust me."
Lenne glanced at Shuyin. She could see the anger in his eyes growing hotter by the minute. He looked as if he were ready to explode. The smoldering rage in his eyes frightened her. What would he do if she didn't tell him? She didn't think she wanted to find out.
Finally, she returned her attention to Yuna and nodded. "Ok. I'll trust you, but you have to tell me what you know. Right now."
Yuna agreed and withdrew a sphere from her pocket.
Yuna was nervous as she switched on the Sphere of Vegnagun surrounded by guards. She hadn't wanted them to see this yet, but it was do or die. Lenne knew she had a secret, and now was the time to tell it or else be regarded with suspicion, maybe even as a spy.
At least this sphere didn't reveal any future events, it was just Vegnagun and the guards on patrol.
When the colossus came into view, Lenne gasped and made an awkward choking sound. "It's real . . . " she whispered.
Yuna looked at her, questioning. "Are you all right?"
"I dreamed about it," Lenne whispered. There were tears in the corners of her eyes.
Shuyin cleared his throat. Yuna glanced up at him. He was pale and looked shaken. "So did I," he choked out.
Lenne looked at him sharply. "The song . . ." she whispered.
He nodded. "Yeah." He took a seat on the couch by the window and stared out for a moment. His face had drained of color and he looked frightened.
So both of them had dreamed of Vegnagun.
"So what is that thing?" Tidus asked. He looked as frightened as Shuyin did.
Yuna perched on the edge of the desk and switched the sphere off. "It's called Vegnagun. It's a weapon that Bevelle has developed for the purpose of attacking Zanarkand."
"How do you know all this?" Lenne asked.
"Maybe I dreamed of it too," she said. It wasn't completely a lie. After all, she had dreamed of Vegnagun after they'd found the awesome sphere, before she'd known anything about Lenne or Shuyin.
"So I guess this isn't just a dream," Shuyin said. "I mean, if we're all having it . . . and there's a sphere of it . . . I don't even want to think about this."
"Wait," Lenne said. "Maester Yu is against Machina. What you're saying makes no sense."
"That's what he says," Yuna agreed. "But what if it's a diversion? To cover up what's really going on in Bevelle."
Lenne looked thoughtful. "If what you're saying is true . . . "
"It is," Yuna whispered. "I wish it weren't true, but Vegnagun is very real, and very dangerous."
"Where did you find this sphere?"
"Mt. Gagazet," she said. It was a lie, but she couldn't exactly explain the truth without telling the whole story.
Lenne sighed and rubbed her eyes. "All right. I believe you. It makes no sense, but I believe you," she said. "So first things first. We have to decide what to disclose to the public. Yuna, gather your guardians together and meet me in Yunalesca's Suite. We'll talk about this over breakfast."
Yuna was relieved that Lenne took what she had to say seriously. She had seen no reason to hold back any information. The situation was escalating and some disclosure had been necessary. She didn't regret letting them know about Vegnagun.
"Yuna, you mind if I come with you?" Tidus asked.
"Sure," she said. He grinned at her even though she could tell he was worried.
"Great," he said. He turned to Lenne and Shuyin and said, "I'll see you guys in a few minutes."
"All right," Lenne said. "I'm going to tell the monks not to open the Temple doors until further notice. I don't want this place to be mobbed with reporters until we decide what we're going to do."
Yuna agreed. She left the office, Tidus close behind her.
"So things are gonna get really bad, hunh?" Tidus asked.
"Yes," she said quietly as they headed for the guest quarters. "I don't think there will be a peaceful resolution."
Tidus paled. "You mean we're about to go to war?"
"That's exactly what I mean."
Shuyin followed Lenne to the private suite in a daze. He couldn't quite believe what he'd seen on that sphere, yet it was the same place, the very same image he'd seen in his dream. While it had been disturbing, he'd never thought of it as anything more than a dream. And how was he to know that Lenne had the very same nightmare?
He was angry that she hadn't told him. Did she really trust him so little?
"Lenne?" he said as they closed the door behind them. "Are you all right?"
She nodded and set the bag containing breakfast on the table. She selected one of the coffee cups from the tray and took a sip. "I'm just overwhelmed."
He took a seat beside her. "I need you to trust me," he said.
"I do trust you."
He took her hand in his and shook his head. "Not enough."
"I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't want to keep anything from you."
"From now on, I want to know everything," he said. "I need to know because no matter what, I'm here for you and I'm going to be involved in everything you do."
"It may not be possible to tell you everything, Shuyin. The Temples have their secrets," she began.
"The hell with the Temples! All this secret society stuff is getting old, and it's obvious that things aren't exactly on the up and up. I mean machina used as weapons? Weapons built in a sacred place? It doesn't exactly sound like a group I'd trust with my life."
Lenne nodded. "I understand what you're saying, but you're going to have to trust me, too."
"I do," he said and wrapped his arms around her. "I just don't want anything bad to happen to you, that's all."
"I know you don't," she whispered back.
Yuna, Tidus and her Guardians entered Yunalesca's private suite and Lenne asked everyone to have a seat. "I guess everyone here knows about Vegnagun now," she said. She was tired, and frightened. She hoped Yuna would have a good idea what to do about this, otherwise, they were in trouble.
They all nodded.
"And I'm guessing that it's the real reason you've come to Zanarkand."
"More or less," Yuna said. She took one of the coffee cups from the tray and sipped it.
Lenne nodded slowly. "There's something I don't understand, Yuna. How do you know it's in Bevelle?"
"The guard uniforms. Those are warrior monks."
Lenne had missed that. She'd been so shocked to see her dream image on the sphere, she hadn't paid much attention to the guards. "Of course," she said, feeling stupid. "So what do we do about it?"
"I'm certain Maester Yu will not back down. He wants war. He's building machina that are capable of leveling Zanarkand and he'll use them. I say we prepare for it."
"That's a great idea," Shuyin said, "But how? Zanarkand has no army, no weapons. We barely have a police force because we're a bunch of pacifists that don't do anything but party and play Blitzball."
"Amen to that," Tidus said without humor.
"Exactly," Yuna said. "He knows that Zanarkand has no means of defending itself, except for a few summoners and police officers. He knows that Zanarkand won't expect an attack, which is why we have to prepare for war, even if it doesn't come to that."
"It seems like such a rash solution," Lenne said.
"I know," Yuna said, and Lenne understood that Yuna was not the type to encourage war. "But what will happen if he does attack, and we have no defense?"
"Zanarkand will fall," Shuyin said.
Lenne still had the feeling that Yuna knew more than she was letting on, but decided not to push her to spill it this time. Whatever she knew, she'd reveal when it was necessary. Until then, Lenne would let her be. "All right. So we prepare. How?"
"The first thing we need is an Army," a voice said from the doorway.
"Auron!" Tidus exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"I had a feeling you'd be here, since you're friends with a Summoner."
"It's nice to see you, Auron," Lenne said. She noticed that Yuna and her guardians all looked shocked by Auron's arrival. "Please, have a seat. Everyone, this is Auron, Tidus' former parental guardian."
"How'd you get in?" Tidus asked.
"I pretended to have a message for the Summoner from Remiem Temple."
"Didn't know you were capable of lying, old man," Tidus said with a chuckle.
"Desperate times . . . " he said with a shrug.
There was a pause as looks were exchanged and thoughts were left unspoken. Lenne was frightened of what was to come.
"An army of some kind would definitely help," Yuna said. "And, as much as I hate to say it, weapons. Machina weapons."
"This is all great in theory," Lenne said, "But where are we supposed to convince a city full of pacifists to fight? And where in Spira are we supposed to find machna weapons? I mean, it's not like there's a surplus of them just sitting around somewhere."
"You just leave that to us," Rikku said with a wink. "Right Gippal?"
"Sure," Gippal agreed. "It's not hard."
"You guys know how to build weapons?" Tidus asked.
"We can build just about anything," Rikku said. "We're Al Bhed."
Lenne was surprised, since Al Bhed didn't believe in the Temples. "And you two are Guardians?"
"Yep," Rikku said. "We may not believe in the temple stuff, but we believe in Yuna, and that's all that matters."
"That's nice," Lenne said. "It's too bad not everyone's like you. If you guys can build us some weapons, I guess it's worth a shot."
"We might need some help," Gippal said. "Are there any other Al Bhed in this city?"
"Yeah," Tidus said. "There's the Al Bhed sector just west of here. You can probably find a bunch of techies willing to help out. They don't much care for Bevelle."
"That solves the machina problem, but what about the army?" Auron asked.
Everyone looked at Yuna. It seemed that she had taken over, and Lenne was thankful because she didn't even know where to begin. While she'd spent more than three months on the road on her pilgrimage, she considered herself relatively inexperienced. She had a feeling that Yuna, for whatever reason, had been fighting a long time. Yuna knew about battles, and Lenne was willing to surrender control to the stronger girl.
"I don't know just yet, but we'll need one. We can start here if need be," Yuna said.
"How?" Tidus asked. "I mean, Auron gave me a few fencing lessons when I was younger, but it's not something I have a lot of practice doing."
"Me either," Shuyin said. "The only time I used a sword was on our pilgrimage."
"Then at least you have a foundation. You won't be starting out from scratch," Yuna said. "Paine? You want to give them a few lessons?"
"Do I have a choice?" Paine asked, her tone flat and mildly sarcastic. It was the first time Lenne had heard her speak. Of the group, she was the one that Lenne wasn't quite sure about. Was she just quiet or was there some kind of hidden agenda behind her stoicism? Only time would tell, Lenne supposed.
"Good, Tidus, Shuyin, you guys can start training with Paine as soon as we finish up here," Yuna said, ignoring her friend's sour tone.
"Auron can help too," Tidus said. "He's pretty good."
"And what about me?" Lenne asked.
"I can teach you, like I promised," Yuna said. "Plus, we can get you trained on a weapon of some kind."
"You can show her how to use the dresspheres," Rikku said.
"Good idea," Yuna said. "We've got plenty of grids."
"Dresspheres?" Lenne asked. She'd never heard of such a thing and her curiosity was piqued. There was much more to these people than she'd ever imagined. They were either the best thing that could have possibly happened at this point, or they'd end up her worst nightmare. She hadn't yet decided which. There were too many secrets and Yuna was too calm. Lenne didn't want to put her complete trust in her just yet, for this reason only.
"I'll explain later," Yuna said.
"Ok, so we all start training," Shuyin said. "It's a good start, but the eight of us are not going to be able to fight off the entire Bevelle Army, their Machina and Vegnagun."
Yuna and Rikku exchanged a look and the Al Bhed girl grinned. "You'd be surprised what you can accomplish if you believe in Yuna, right Yunie?"
Yuna grinned back at Rikku. "Right."
Lenne had a feeling that this was some kind of private joke, because she didn't get it.
"If we lead," Gippal said, "the people who love Zanarkand will follow and defend their city. Let Rikku and I handle the Al Bhed. We may not follow the Temple teachings, but when it comes to protecting what's ours they're happy to play ball, as long as we all have common interests, which in this case is protecting Zanarkand."
Lenne nodded and looked at Yuna, who seemed to be trying to figure something out. "What is it?" Lenne asked.
"Perhaps we could try and reach Remiem and Maccalania Temples. We could use as many summoners as possible."
"Remiem, yes," Lenne said. "Maccalania, no. They're behind Bevelle one hundred percent. They always have been."
"Perhaps we should send for willing volunteers from Remiem, then. It can't hurt."
"I'll send one of our messengers out shortly," Lenne agreed. Yuna was right. Any extra help they could get, they'd take.
"Anything else?" Yuna asked.
"I've heard more than enough, for now," Lenne said. Truth be told, Lenne didn't want to hear any of it. It was too scary. Too complicated.
"Me too," Shuyin said. Lenne felt his hand on her shoulder. He gave it a light squeeze and she placed her own hand over his. She was glad he was there.
"What are we going to tell the people?" Yuna asked.
"Tell them as little as possible," Auron said. "They don't need to know everything yet. And keep the Temple locked up until after we know Maester Yu's position. Make your statement then."
Lenne had only met Auron a handful of times, but having him here was a good thing, she thought. Like Yuna, he was strong and sensible. Even better that he was an experienced swordsman. Lenne thought he would lend them considerable support in the coming days.
"All right," Yuna said. "If there are no more questions or ideas, then we'll spilt up now for a little training, except for Rikku and Gippal, you guys go find us some techies. We'll meet back here to watch the Maester's press conference. After that, we'll decide how to proceed."
NOTES:
Lotsa dialogue! La doodoo is about to hit the fan. Considering an unusual pairing . . . who you ask? The only singles in the story, of course . . . Paine and Auron. What do you think? Post a review with your thoughts.
Came across a very good but very neglected story the other day called "Tales of a New Zanarkand," by Ace Voxen. It's a little hard to read because of formatting problems, but I HIGHLY recommend this story! Give it a shot. It's worth it.
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