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Current idk who is in the right but GRAB THE DICK AND TWIST IT!
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A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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Happy almost crisis!
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it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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When they had all sat down, Jaakuna was probably the only one who was nervous. Ixion was on better terms with his grandfather than his cousin, so he wasn’t as nervous. He would shoot Jaakuna a look, and he could see how bothered he was. Not like that was unheard of. Ixion remembers clearly how bad the last conversation with Jaakuna and Hamut had gone and if anyone saw that, it would be safe to say that anybody, at the time, would never thought they would seek each other out ever again.

As Nadeline would properly introduce herself, Hamut spoke. “Save it, Rozarrian.” He barked, sending chills down everybody’s spine. “I did not come here to become friendly with the likes of you. I only came cause my grandson requested it to be.” He said drinking his tea that he had ordered. There were also four other cups of the same brand.

Wesley wanted to punch this man, but he didn’t. He just calmly and politely introduced himself as well. “Sir, I do believe it was rude of me not to introduce myself. I am Wesley Alexander of Dalmasca, crown prince of Dalamasca.” WEsley said.

“You save it as well. I have no interest of knowing your names, but it is a pleasure, I guess.” Hamut said very disinterested in what Wesley had to say.

As Hamut would turn his gaze to his grandchildren, he couldn’t help but wonder what he was called to Rabanastre for. “So, Jackson, do tell me why you have requested me here. I wish not to waste my time.” Hamut said coldly.

“Yes grandfather.“ Jaakuna sighed and he would speak. [b]“My girlfriend — Emiri — was taken by Vincent. He kidnapped her and I wasn’t able to do anything before it was too late.” Jaakuna was in that pity place again.

Hamut eyed Jaakuna. “Jackson, calm yourself. You mustn’t be worried here, but you yet to tell me what I can do to assist you.” He said.

“I need — I mean we need — your help to get into Archades.” Jaakuna said.

Hamut put down his cup of tea onto the plate. “You know as well as I do that you going to Archadia would mean your arrest. So, why would you want to go to that very place for just a girl?” He asked, raising his eyebrow to Jaakuna.

Jaakuna would look to Hamut. ‘She is more than just a girl, Grandfather! SHE IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” Jaakuna yelled standing up, aggressively placing his hands on the table, and the sounds of the cups of tea rippling through the glass plates.

Hamut sat there smiling and pleased. “Sit down, Jackson. Do you want us to be the center of attention.” As he said that, Jaakuna sat. “I am very well aware of how much she means to you or else you would not have requested to see me. “ He said chuckling a bit. “I met this girl, Emilia or is it Emiri?” He said sipping his tea.” It matters not, but I know she deeply cares for you too, more than she is willing to admit. “He said setting his cup down. “I will help you only on the promise that you will marry this girl. And that you two will rule Archadia together?” He said, giving a simple request in the process, “I am tired of these arrogant rulers like your father and your brother ruining my homeland and burning it to the ground. I actually told your love this as well.” Hamut would say.

At this point, Wesley, Jaakuna, and Ixion all had shocked looks upon their faces. They couldn’t believe that Hamut would actually help them. Jaakuna was more shocked than any. He didn’t know what to be more shocked at, that Hamut saw Emiri and he told her all of these things or that he told her all of these things including the fact about marriage.

Hamut looked to Jaakuna. “So, do we have a deal, Jackson?”

Jaakuna didn’t know what to do right now, but he had to just say it. “Yes, we do.” There he said it! Oh the gods, he said it. What did I just do?
Vincent wasn’t shocked that Emiri didn’t believe him. Under these kinds of circumstances, for her to not believe him was justified, but Vincent would reassure her that she would be free if she would just heal one person for him. “I completely understand your reserves about this. If I were you, I would react and say the same thing. However,” He said pausing, “I assure you, as the Emperor of Archadia and Jackson’s brother, do this one favor for me, and you will be free to go as you please.” He said smiling, “given that you could do it, of course.” He threw her a smirk.
Welp, my character sheet is done. :D
While they were just all sitting at the table, Jaakuna was distant, but he was still there. He was listening to them and hearing all what they were saying. When Nadeline would bring up the question of what to do with Ixion, Jaakuna was split about him. He wanted to bring him along, but that could cause some panic for Rabanastre. Well, it’s not like they know who he is exactly, but if he were to go into town with his armor on, that would be a cause for concern.

“He’s coming with us.” Jaakuna said.

Wesley didn’t understand. “But to my people, he is known. Even if this person we are to meet can help, surely the citizens of Rabanastre would know who he is.” Wesley didn’t object, but he was just stating some very true facts.

“Not to worry, we can give him a disguise. He NEEDS to be there for this meet.” Jaakuna expressed, stating that his cousin needs to go with them to this meet.

Wesley didn’t understand it, but he would just hope Jaakuna knew what he was doing. “Okay, I trust you with this, Jaakuna.” Wesley said.

In the time that Jaakuna, Wesley, and Nadeline had agreed to bring Ixion along, even though it was much to Wesley’s worry and Nadeline’s objections, it would only be for the best. Plus, Jaakuna didn’t want his cousin to be left in the ship on his lonesome. He didn’t trust his cousin that much. In any case, as Nadeline and Wesley would bid their goodbyes to Savayna, the two of them would head off to the Beaming Station. As for Jaakuna and Ixion, they would head up to Jaakuna’s room. If this was going to work, Isaiah was going to wear regular clothes.

“Okay, you do know that your armor won’t do it right?”
“What do you mean? I look fine.”
“As much as I want to agree with you, I can’t — I won’t.”
“You’re too uptight cousin.”
“Whichever the case, you’re going to need to slip on regular clothes.”
“Fine, whatever.”


As they went back and forth, Ixion eventually conceded and agreed to wear regular clothes to at least fit in. They would go through Jaakuna’s big closet, hoping to find something that would be to his liking and also that would conceal what Ixion looks like from far away. “Okay, this and this should do.” Jaakuna said, picking out the clothes that Ixion would wear into town.

Ixion looked at them and while he didn’t like the idea of going in without his armor, he would put it all on. First, he put the tunic, that extended all the way to his knees. Then, he would put on the brown leather plate-like thing over it. Following that, the gloves, boots, scarf, and skirt-like thing. He would then slip on the cloak and tuck his long blonde hair underneath it and he would slap the hood on. “This good, your highness?” He said sarcastically.

Jaakuna couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my god, you look like a dweeb!” He couldn’t help but control his laughter.

As soon as the laughter dissipated, Jaakuna and Isaiah went down the elevator, and proceeded to go to the Beaming Station where Nadeline and Wesley were already waiting for them. Before they would step into it, Wesley couldn’t help but notice the outfit that Ixion was wearing. He didn’t say anything, but he chuckled. Perhaps he found it a little humorous as Jaakuna had when Ixion had first showed it to him. Regardless, they would all step into the platform, and in moments, they would all be beamed down to the floor of the Aerodome. As they did, it would only take them about fifteen minutes before they would arrive to the Sandsea. It really wasn’t that hard. Considering that just about all four of them know the shortcuts in Rabanastre. It was a miracle that no one recognized Ixion, but Jaakuna did make sure he was properly cloaked from being recognized, so that worked in their favor.

Coming into the Sandsea, Jaakuna looked around, and there was the person he was meeting with. As they would go to the table, which had four other seats just in case, they all would sit down and view upon the person they had to meet. “WEsley, Nadeline, this is the person we are meeting, Brandon “Bahamut” Ira Darcone, the first Judge Magister of the Archadian Imperial Court.” Jaakuna said head bowed down. “He is mine and Isaiah’s grandfather.”
Vincent watched intently as Emiri would use her ability in front of everyone. She would not only repair the wound to the soldier that Vincent have given to him, but also repair the armor as well. Vincent truly was stoked about this girl’s power. To think, that such a person can hold this kind of power and this was just on a whim and without anything amplifying it. Truly, this girl is the one that Vincent has been searching for. As she would finish, she would clearly look displeasured. Vincent didn’t know why. She just showed him that she has a remarkable gift. “Do not look sad girl. You have proven to me that you are indeed the rumored girl of time.” He said smiling to her.

Vincent wanted to assure the girl that she had nothing to fear. With her gift, she would do Vincent a real solid, but she did seem like she didn’t enjoy what Vincent had made her do. “You have just proven that your gift is truly remarkable. You even showed that you can restore a man who was knocking on death’s door.” He said as he was obviously stating the obvious. “Though, how far back your gift works I wonder.” He mused aloud about that.

It wouldn’t be before long that the Neo Bahamut would arrive in the Imperial City of Archades of Archadia. As it would, Vincent would guide Emiri off of the ship through the beaming platform, and as they would get on an Aircab, they would sit down. Vincent would request that he and Emiri take the cab alone. He needed to talk to her. They were sitting on opposite sides, looking at each other for as far as the backseat of the aircab would allow. “Emiri or Emilia — whatever it is — my real reason for bringing you here to the Imperial City of Archades is quite simple and if you do it, you may go free.” He said smiling as he would place his arm on the arm rest, gazing out from the window. “Use your healing powers on someone, make sure they’re back to full health, and I will personally escort you to Jackson myself.”
Vincent was pleased with her answer, to say the least.. Her saying that she can repair an injury to a time that it wasn’t there definitely made him think. Vincent wanted to see if what she was saying was the truth. It wasn’t that he doubted she was lying, but she could have been exaggerating just a bit. So, Vincent offer her up a test of sorts. He just wanted to be sure that she could repair a massive injury on a moment’s notice. After all, what he’s going to have her do once they get back to Archadia is going to be even more on a greater scale than what her test is going to be.

“I see, well then that’s pretty fascinating.” Vincent said as he stood up.

Motioning his hand to have one of the Archadian Soldiers to come to him, the soldier hesitated not. He came and he would speak. “Yes sir. Something you need of me?” He said.

Vincent smiled at the soldier, as coldheartedly as he could, but that was just what was underneath it. On the surface, his smile was soothing. Within one moment, Vincent would take his right hand, coat it with Flare, and as it would glow a very bright orange and brown color, he would drive it straight into the soldier’s gut, piercing through his armor and skin like butter. The instant his hand went through, blood splattered everywhere. The soldier cried out in pain, and as Vincent would take his hand out from the soldier’s gut, said soldier dropped to his knees, both arms over his abdomen area, and he would fall on his stomach, but since he was holding his gut with both arms, he would land on his right side.

Vincent would snap his other hand. “Towel please?” He requested and in a minute, a towel was present to him. He would wipe the blood from his hand. Vincent sat back down on the chair, both arms on the armrest, and the left one supporting his head as he smugly looked at the soldier bleeding out, and he was sitting crosslegged, right leg over the left. His eyes would shift to Emiri. “Heal him. Now”
Hearing Nadeline feel worried about Jaakuna just made Wesley feel the same. He also hoped Jaakuan was at least able to get through it. For some reason, Wesley felt that Jaakuna shouldn’t be left alone at the moment, but he knew that his friend needed the time alone just to deal with the initial shock of what happened. “I’m sure he’ll be alright. Our Jaakuna is strong, granted a little headstrong — actually, a lot headstrong — but he is strong nonetheless. “ Wesley said as he still held Nadeline’s hand. He would agree with her about how he also would had preferred to find Emiri with Savayna, even though she would have been in the same condition Savayna would have been in.

As Wesley would just look on, the medic bay door opened, and Jaakuna walked in. To his surprise, Wesley turned over and he stood up. Happy and a little worried. He didn’t know what to say right now, but he wouldn’t have to because Jaakuna would speak first.

‘You don’t have to worry about me. I’m fine now.” Jaakuna said.

It was obvious in his voice that Jaakuna was anything but fine, but Wesley would not press on that matter. “Did you do what you set out to do?” Wesley asked, obviously referring to what Jaakuna had initially left the Medic Bay to do.

Jaakuna looked at him. “Yeah.” He simply said. “Iris, set a course to Rabanastre and make it fast.”
“Yes Master Jaakuna.”


Wesley was surprised at this. “Rabanastre? Why Rabanastre?” Wesley asked curiously.

Jaakuna sat down at the table. “We’re meeting someone there in an our.” Jaakuna responded.

Wesley would ask who, but it would seem that Jaakuna didn’t want to speak much about it. So, he would just trust Jaakuna knew what he was doing. “Okay, then I suppose we should go get prepared.” Wesley said as he would ponder on what exactly they would need. Weapons probably.

Jaakuna moaned. “We don’t need anything, not for this trip.” Jaakuna said.
No worries man. I await to see what you come up with. :D
I'm still here of course. I would post, but there's not much I can really do. :/
There was very few words that Emiri spoke. Vincent didn’t mind it, but as he thought about his brother, he couldn’t help but just chuckle at how different this one is from Savayna. Sure, he hates his brother, but that didn’t mean he often thought back to the good ol’ days. More importantly, he would just think about how severely different Emiri is from Savayna. She is so cautious and quiet, and Savayna is more reckless and boastful. The two truly are polar opposites. As he would continue to laugh at himself for thinking about that traitorous whore, Vincent sat back down in the same position he was in before.

“Okay, good. Now, how good are your healing powers?” Vincent said curiously.
Since Jaakuna had abruptly got up and left without saying but a few words, Wesley and Nadeline had gotten up, sat back down, got food, and repeated the process. It was more than a few minutes. Since Jaakuna left, it was more like an hour. Wesley didn’t understand what was taking Jaakuna so long, but maybe it was best if he didn’t wonder about that. It would only just hit him that Jaakuna was going through a lot right now. His girlfriend — who he cares for deeply — was taken from him by his brother. If anything happened to you, Nadeline, I don’t know what I would do. Truth be told, Wesley would probably do the same thing Jaakuna was doing. He would sulk around until he felt a little better.

As Wesley would continue to just let time pass on, Nadeline would make a comment about how they seemed to find their way out of one mess and into another. She would then go on to express that her heart couldn’t take much more. Around that very moment, Wesley had gone over to Nadeline, bringing a chair with him, he sat it down and sat in it, holding Nadeline’s hand. He would just hold it tight. “We’ll get through it, and we‘ll get Emiri back.” He said.
This seems cool. I'll see about getting a CS up this weekend. :D
“Oh please, milady, I wish not to anger you. I am in total agreement with you. I too wish for him to rot in the dungeons. I will make him suffer for failing me.” Vincent’s tone was totally sincere. He really didn’t wish to anger Emiri, not even in the slightest. “And no, Prince Grant did not have anything to do with my father’s death, that much is perfectly clear.” Vincent said as he would clear his throat. “But yes, I suppose I should tell you why I brought you here upon my ship.” He said smiling, “I am fully aware of your power. It wasn’t that hard to decipher it. Every record of escape has always been surrounding a girl with bold, violet eyes and only in recent days, it’s been around my dear brother. I merely had to put two and two together. Which brings me to my reason.” He said uncrossing his legs, standing up from his chair and turning to the window where the blue skies could be seen. “There is someone in urgent state that I wish for you to heal. I’m assuming you can do that? Or am I wrong in my assumption?” He said as he turned his head to Emiri. He shot her a glance.
It took both Nadeline and Wesley to snap Jaakuna out of whatever state he was in. He just had to control himself. He knew it wouldn’t do him nor Emiri any good if he was just blaming himself constantly. “We…we should get to the airship. Savayna will need the help from the medic bay.” Jaakuna suggested. Wesley liked the idea that Jaakuna had offered up and thusly they all carried her carefully to the airship, beamed up, and within a few minutes would be at the medic bay where Savayna was laid out in the same spot that Jaakuna was when he was in his coma.

As the trio were sitting at one of the two tables in the medic bay, Jaakuna just had his head looking down at the table. Wesley patted Jaakuna on the back as he would reach over to do so. “So, Jaakuna any ideas on how we can find Emiri?” Wesley asked.

Jaakuna looked up and while he was indeed sad, he looked especially sad. “there is one thing we can try, but I don’t want to do it…” His face would trail on.

Wesley was shocked. “If there’s a way to do it, then we must for Emiri’s sake.” Wesley said.

Jaakuna looked to him. “Fine. Give me a few minutes.” Jaakuna slowly got up and walked away out of the medic bay. Something was up with him and neither Wesley nor Nadeline knew what was up with him.

Jaakuna walked out, and proceeded to go to his room. As he arrived in his room, he called out “Room function: Call Center!” He said and Iris recognized that command and his entire room started to change shape. The walls would raise up, his bed would go against the wall, chairs and machines would be seen and a chair would appear behind Jaakuna and he would be brought right in front of the big machine that had a bunch of buttons on it, screens — just about anything one could imagine on a machine like this.

“Welcome back, sir.” [/b]Iris said.

“Thank you iris. Can you please link me to my grandfather?”
“Right away sir.”


It would be only mere minutes before the link would be connected. “Hello, who is this?” Hamut said.

Jaakuna froze for a moment. It had been almost four years he had spoke to his grandfather. “Grandfather..” Jaakuna spoke very timidly.

Hamut was shocked to hear his grandson. “Jackson —I mean, Jaakuna — is that really you?” He spoke back through the audio call.

“Yes, it’s me grandfather. And you can call me Jackson if you want.” Jaakuna said as he smiled slightly. It felt good for him to hear his grandfather’s voice.

Hamut would smile at his end. “What do I owe the surprise of your call?” He asked.

“I want to..” He paused, “I need to see you. It’s urgent.” Jaakuna said.

Hamut was even more shocked. “Jackson, you know I cannot just meet you. I am a Judge or has your time away from your home numbed your brain on that regard?” Hamut said coldly.

Jaakuna didn’t blame his grandfather for saying what he just did. “N-No, it hasn’t, but this is important. And no, I haven’t forgotten you’re a judge. Please, just meet with me and two of my friends.” Jaakuna pleaded.

Hamut was considering this all. “Only for you. Afterall, you are my favorite grandson.” The love was obvious in his voice.
“Where shall we meet?”
“The Sandsea Tavern in Rabanastre.”
“What time?”
“One hour?”
“Sounds good. Should I come in regular clothing?
“I believe that will be best.”
“Then I shall do as such.”
“Thank you Grandfather.”

*CLICK*

Jaakuna heard a click. He didn’t blame his grandfather for doing that. It had been so long since they talked or seen each other and they didn’t really end on the best of terms. Maybe this will be a step in the right direction. Whichever the case, Jaakuna would stand up, and exit the machine area. “Revert.” He said, voice very depressed. The room would start to revert back to its previous look as it would soon look like a bedroom and not some call center. Jaakuna would then go to his bed and lay there. His hair had come undone from it’s previous ponytail way. He would have his face in his pillow and he would cry. The tears flowing from his eyes. He never thought he would be in this position.
Vincent liked the spunkiness that Emiri had about her. She definitely was a fit for Jaakuna. Though, the fact that she knew about his father was just a little surprising. He had no doubt that Jaakuna had told him, but the fact that he openly told her was definitely something of interest. “So, Jackson told you, did he? Very interesting and somewhat entertaining.” Who was he kidding, Vincent found Emiri’s whole demeanor at the current moment entertaining. When she would say that they thought they would talk about his father’s death, Vincent kept on smiling, “we are, in some aspects.” He just kept on smiling. “But for the time being, I would move our discussion to your darling fiancé. He is currently being held as my prisoner back at Archadia.”
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