Rikku’s knuckles whitened as her grips tightened on the blades at the taunting. Same old Ahriman crazy mantra. It came as no surprise that Yunalesca betrayed them – Rikku hadn’t trusted the woman for hot Bikanel second.
As their former companion began revealing herself for the fiend she was, Rikku had to fight every fiber of her being not to just start screaming. It wasn’t fair, they’d defeated her already. Now she'd lost people she held dear, and their only hope was to get this nutcase to fight for them? Fate had a sick sense of humor. They’d be lucky to face her and live.
You have to try something, or you’ll never forgive yourself.
The thought rang of truth, as much as she thirsted to start fighting. Naïve hopeful Rikku had left the moment her companions fell, but perhaps the thief in her had a few tricks left. She stepped forwards slightly, taking a less aggressive stance – though her daggers were ready at her sides should they be needed.
She thought back to Yunalesca’s monologue in a time that felt far away. It had all sounded crazy, yes, but if she could find a pattern to the madness…maybe. It was a shot in the dark, but any shot was worth it.
“Yunalesca – you were the first Summoner that defeated Sin. When did you decide to start becoming it?"
She narrowed her eyes at the creature before her - no taking it back now, "Letting whole worlds get destroyed? You used to give people hope right? You did that with teaching, with granting the final Summoning. Now you want to turn whole worlds into crystal. If you let that happen, you’re no better. That’s not hope, that’s just giving up. Getting tired in your old age? You tired of helping people? Because there won't be anyone to help when everyone's gone - and I think that's probably your point. You just want a way out because you're a tired old hag. And what about him?”
She indicates Garland, “You know you can help him if you team up with us, that’s the only way you’ll be strong enough. Otherwise, you’re leaving him to suffer forever. Do that, and then you can still have your shot at us after. Or, are you too tired?”
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As their former companion began revealing herself for the fiend she was, Rikku had to fight every fiber of her being not to just start screaming. It wasn’t fair, they’d defeated her already. Now she'd lost people she held dear, and their only hope was to get this nutcase to fight for them? Fate had a sick sense of humor. They’d be lucky to face her and live.
You have to try something, or you’ll never forgive yourself.
The thought rang of truth, as much as she thirsted to start fighting. Naïve hopeful Rikku had left the moment her companions fell, but perhaps the thief in her had a few tricks left. She stepped forwards slightly, taking a less aggressive stance – though her daggers were ready at her sides should they be needed.
She thought back to Yunalesca’s monologue in a time that felt far away. It had all sounded crazy, yes, but if she could find a pattern to the madness…maybe. It was a shot in the dark, but any shot was worth it.
“Yunalesca – you were the first Summoner that defeated Sin. When did you decide to start becoming it?"
She narrowed her eyes at the creature before her - no taking it back now, "Letting whole worlds get destroyed? You used to give people hope right? You did that with teaching, with granting the final Summoning. Now you want to turn whole worlds into crystal. If you let that happen, you’re no better. That’s not hope, that’s just giving up. Getting tired in your old age? You tired of helping people? Because there won't be anyone to help when everyone's gone - and I think that's probably your point. You just want a way out because you're a tired old hag. And what about him?”
She indicates Garland, “You know you can help him if you team up with us, that’s the only way you’ll be strong enough. Otherwise, you’re leaving him to suffer forever. Do that, and then you can still have your shot at us after. Or, are you too tired?”