[center][h2]Geralt of Rivia & [color=BFBFBF]Zenkichi Hasegawa[/color][/h2]
The Avenger
Lvl 15 Geralt (192/140) -> (193/140) 170% OL Charged (Lvl 1)
Lvl 9 [color=BFBFBF]Zenkichi[/color] (47/90) -> Lvl 9 (48/90) 
Word count: 698 words [/center]


With dinner finished, many of the Seekers found their way to the Stolen Moments bar. They came in different intervals, and a somber air filled the dual-purpose room as they gathered. The photo of Goldlewis was a nice touch, Zenkichi thought. He eschewed getting a drink, feeling the moment a little too heavy to dull with alcohol. Tomorrow, maybe even that night after, sure. But right now? No.

Geralt, on the other hand, had an ale in hand almost as soon as he reached the bar. It was a fairly light one, though. Sandalphon’s eulogy struck him as oddly stilted, yet less so than expected. It was a bit curious, but she’d been managing to lighten up a little with her fusions and chats with people, he supposed. Regardless, she did a damn fine job with Goldlewis, and was more than free to admit that she hadn’t had enough experience with Midna to give her a proper sendoff. 

Edelgard had chosen to show her face for Midna’s sake, not having had any opportunity to properly meet Goldlewis. The Twilight Princess had taken some time, even if it was not overlong, to help explain this world to her and Edward, and when Sandalphon and a few others had said their pieces, she joined them. [color=crimson]”Midna…I did not know terribly long. She helped Palutena’s forces in reclaiming Skyworld, helped us minimize our casualties in doing so. She was a capable and caring commander, that much was plainly evident. She helped Edward and myself learn more about this world that we have found ourselves in. Had we the time, I like to think that we could have become friends. I did not know Goldlewis, but from the way you speak about him, he certainly seems like the kind of man we could have used a hundred more of.”[/color] She joked lamely. [color=crimson]”It is a great loss to us all that they were taken.”[/color] Bowing her head, she raised it with a resolute expression. [color=crimson]”Their deaths shall not be in vain.”[/color]

[color=BFBFBF]”You got that right.”[/color] Zenkichi added. [color=BFBFBF]Goldlewis was larger than life, almost literally. I don’t know he got that big, and I don’t think I want to know. What I do know…is that he came from a world like mine. Not the same one, not from what he explained about his world’s history, but he came from a country I knew well by name. I wish we’d gotten to share more stories. Make more stories. As for Midna…I didn’t get to know her too well, but she was a big help in Midgar. She helped investigate some of the shadier things the government was doing. She tried so hard to help Peach…”[/color] he sighed, deflating a little. [color=BFBFBF]”And she saved us all.”[/color]

“Nearly killed Goldlewis in Midgar.” Geralt opened up with a startling story. “Got him pretty bad with the orphan’s cleaver while we were fighting Chimeras. Damn Spirit was messing with my head. This kind of…pressure, deep in the back of my head. Made me angry all the time, just under the surface. And those things are impossible to hurt without special weapons or this combat drug they made there. I lost control. And I nearly killed him.” He huffed through his nose in a rueful laugh. “He let me have it. And then when I explained to him, he told me I ought to think about fusing with something else to cool me down. Well, that was how I ended up a woman for a day, but it worked. That anger, that pressure…it’s still there, sometimes, but it’s more than manageable now. I dealt with more infuriating things on the Continent daily.”

“As for Midna…we had a good time playing that Carnival game. Junior and Goldlewis were with us, too. He was just as useless as I was, two old men just trying to keep the kid safe while we pretended to be scared. They helped make sure he didn’t get his game ruined while I stayed back and got beaten to fake death.” He sighed, letting out a half-chuckle. “She was a good person. Good ally. Fuck Galeem.” he finished, taking a sip of his drink and sighing.