melodiesoflife | "please! fight with us!"

Characters Yuna & OPEN.
Where Hospital → Residential District
When Loosely dated for early in the month!
Summary It's just another day in Crystallis for the summoner... OR IS IT?? Multiple prompts to pick your poison!
Warnings Possible violence in the fight prompt.

HOSPITAL.
It was another day of normal rounds, at least, as normal as it got these days. At the beginning of her shift, Vaan, now crystallized, had been brought to the heroes wing. With a heavy heart she had spent the better part of her shift there, her quiet regret locking itself tighter into her heart as she stood there. Yet again, someone she had cared about had been taken away so easily... with nothing that she could do.

Sitting now at the station, she rubbed at the side of her head, voicing only a sigh. "Y-Yuna?" Momolumi poked his head out from in front of the desk at her station.

"Mm?" she lifted her head, a small smile making itself known when she saw who it was.

"Ku... kupo shouldn't you eat something?" Eating, being a very important past time to Momolumi, was something that he kept close track of for his hero. And she hadn't had anything all day!

"I'll be all right..." she trailed off slowly, reaching to pat him gently on the head as she floated over the counter top. The sound of footsteps from one of the hallways finally caught her attention as she looked up, "Ah, hello..."

DARK VALEFOR.
Breathing in deeply, Yuna stepped outside of her house at B7, and into the bright, warm air. Recently the weather had taken a turn for the better and the islander found herself spending more and more time outside. The fresh breeze felt crisp as she inhaled, then exhaled slowly, opening her eyes and smiling upwards to wards the sun.

In her grip, she held her father's staff, the gift she had received back on Christmas. Looking down, her fingers tightened around its shaft as she thought about how it had gotten here — knowing the possibility that Braska had been in this world wasn't unheard of. For now, all Yuna could do was move forward, though today, she was looking for something more familiar...

Moving slowly but deliberately, she spread her arms out at first, stretching them as she thought — how many times had her father made these same steps? — as she folded her arms, then began the motions of the Sending.

Although there were no souls to send here, the dance was nostalgic, and she felt closer to Braska in that moment than she had in a long time, losing herself in the moment, time falling away... until an ominous cry moaned.

Her eyes shot open, blue-and-green scanning the area for the chorus of the dead that started to sound all around her — the distinct sound of pyreflies gathering. Then, suddenly, a great light shot upwards, parting the skies as a glyph took shape, a concealed figure coming crashing down through them.

Yuna knew these glyphs — she knew these sights and sounds! But how could it be...?

There was no mistaking it. With a painful screech — Valefor her very first aeon... landed in the yard. But her colouring looked foul and tainted, and her cries... this was just like how Bahamut had looked during her time in Kalki's lab!

WILDCARD.
( interested in running into yuna elsewhere? safe at home? the city square? anything goes! )

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Cloud stopped in his tracks, a panicked look on his face for a moment as he wasn't expecting someone to call out to him. He'd been making regular trips to the hospital to visit Zack and Tifa so it got to the point of silent nods rather than speaking to anyone for directions.

He turned round for a moment before he finally found the source. His eyes widened as a feeling of deja vu washed over him. Or considering it was a memory of that vision perhaps vuja de was more appropriate.

"Oh, hey, Yuna, how are you?" As soon as the words cleared his lips he noticed how tired she looked. A frown took over his face as he began to worry about her. Was overworking herself her natural state?

On a good day, it usually was her natural state. But on a bad one, well... it was more of a necessity. "It's good to see you, Cloud." It was good to see anyone in that terrible vision of the future back in the real world, a place where they could all work to prevent that terrible vision from coming to pass...

"You're... here for a visit?" Everyone knew someone in stasis, these days.

Given how everyone was feeling after that vision, as well as the different goings on that followed Cloud had failed to check up on every one of his friends since then. He was glad to see Yuna now. He didn't know what everyone had gotten up to in it and he tried against his own worries to not care about it. It didn't have to be the future they faced.

Kalki's video didn't help much in that confidence.

"Uh...yeah. Zack. And Tifa now too." And Aerith and Angeal and Genesis and Genny and Elena and Barret. There were almost more Gaian's in crystal than there were awake.

There was a solemn nod at the short list, knowing well that there were many people with numerous friends trapped in crystal by now. It was nearly two years since the first of them had arrived it was... natural, she supposed, that victims would only accumulate.

"I'm sorry... about Tifa." She was the Gaian Yuna knew best... well, at least in another world. "She was— a good friend of mine, too... at one time."

Cloud just looked quietly at Yuna for a moment. He didn't know the two knew each other. Tifa didn't tell him much about her friendships here. She seemed fixated on Gaia whenever they spoke. Her Gaia anyway.

"Thanks. Making friends was always easy for her. She always knew when to be serious in one moment and then happy and open in another." He sighed and smiled weakly. "To be honest, despite being neighbors I didn't really get to know her until just before I left town. It was my own fault, really."

Yuna shook her head, not ready to subscribe to the theory that it was somehow Cloud's fault they hadn't been close. She knew that Tifa has been searching for him during the war, wanting to see him released from whatever shackles bound him to the side of Chaos...

"Seeing her on the battlefield was really something, too. She was so strong... I hope that, someday— I can be that strong, too." She gazed at her friend, encased in Crystal, for a few minutes more, before turning again to Cloud.

"Does that mean... you grew up together?" Childhood friends, maybe?

"We did. Though I kinda kept to myself a lot. Her dad was pretty much the bigshot in town and of course all the other kids wanted to hang around her. I spent a lot of time just watching from the sidelines." He rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke. He wasn't really happy with how he used to be back home. So much wasted opportunity and pointless anger.

"Her dad didn't like me much either, especially after that one time..." He trailed off. It wasn't an uncomfortable story so much as it was a complicated one to tell. And he didn't feel like it was the right time to tell it. "But yeah, Tifa was strong. Physically especially. You'd need years of training to catch up there."

He looked away now, in the direction of where her crystal was being kept. "But she's more gentle than she seems. More vulnerable. It can seem like strength, but it's more like she feels all of her emotions as strongly as she possibly can. The good and the bad. And she's honest. She's no good at pretending she feels any other way than she does." His cheeks turned a bit pink, smiling as he thought about her.

"please! fight with us!"

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