miles and miles of netherworld i roam... [ COMPLETE / CLOSED ]

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Character(s): Auron, Jecht & Yuna
Content: The trio head towards the mockery of the world they once knew...
Setting: SPIRA: Macalania -> ?
Time: Week 26?
Warnings: Jecht's possible mouth? Though he'll be watching it what with the lady around an' all...



Honestly, he felt rather uncomfortable even just standing there. There was something about Macalania that had always made him feel somewhat uneasy. As he stood there, it was hard not to trudge up memories of the last time he'd been there -- well, been here. It was the place where everything had really begun to sink in. That maybe there wasn't... anyway back to Zanarkand.

Damn. How naive he'd been back then. It was enough to make a man sick to his stomach, just thinking about it. Clearing his throat, he took another step forward, forcing whatever emotions that were trying to surface back down. There was no time for any of that garbage right now. He needed to focus on the road ahead.

"Hard to believe... they made his place just from our memories, huh?"

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Jecht and Yuna were happy, and they had all bettered Spira in the end, but even now there was some lingering sense of guilt. For Braska's fate. For Jecht's. Knowing that all they had to do was ask, or that he should have spoken up more... It was unbearable sometimes, though the wounds had started to heal. Started to.

Auron nodded. "Through the journals," he affirmed, worries similar to those of Jecht's and Yuna's creeping into his thoughts. While it wasn't uncommon for Braska to decide to do something like this, it was rare that he did so without informing others of his decision.

Auron turned at Jecht's exclamation. "We have seen little else of this world. It is still difficult to tell whose memories it is from." It had been some time since he had been here. Or at least it felt like it.