Wandering Thoughts [complete]

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Character(s):  Auron, Gabranth
Content:  After his fight with the Sinspawn and post on the MB Hayley finally gets off her lazy ass and makes a post Auron sets off again.
Setting:  Between H-7 and G-7
Time:  Early Evening
Warnings: None

A fine mess this had become.  Sin was loose in the city and lives were being lost.  He had imparted his knowledge of the beast to the people here, but something told Auron that that just wouldn't be enough.  A young man had suggested that he should lead a group to combat it, but Auron doubted that he'd be the best choice.  Braska, perhaps, but not him.  He had had his fair share of leadership, shared as the role may have been on Yuna's pilgrimage.  Doubtless the High Summoner was taking on that role already, wherever he was.

And that was why the former guardian was worried.  Braska could take care of himself, yes, but going off after Sin on a whim was just the foolish task the man would take up.  He had good intentions, Auron was sure, but that didn't make it any less dangerous.  He still hadn't made up his mind over whether or not to go find him.

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A scowl briefly crossed Gabranth's face at Auron's words. He was plenty able to take care of himself, and knew better than to attempt reckless things in battle.

But he was still being half-not-him, and a scowl at that would've looked horribly out of place on Basch's face. He'd have to make an effort to better hide his emotions.

"As should you," he answered, a faint note of terseness still in his voice.

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Auron couldn't say he hadn't been expecting annoyance in Gabranth's response. It did seem as though he was questioning his ability, though in all reality, everyone needed to be reminded once in awhile. Some more than others, he added silently, thinking of his former charge.

After a moment, Auron shouldered his blade once again, sparing a glance at the road. He wondered just how long he had been standing there, how much time he had wasted. "I'm looking for a man by the name of Braska," he said suddenly. "He wears the robes of a summoner, uses a staff, has blue eyes."