As Jaakuna and the three Viera would walk their way to Eruyt, Ryua would tug Jaakuna back telling him that no matter what that he wasn’t the one to blame and she would express that it had to be done What isn’t my fault? What had to be done? Jaakuna didn’t even know what she was talking about, but before he could ask, Ryua hastened her pace and caught up to Aloa and Mtra. Jaakuna would as well, as he wanted to know what exactly it was that Ryua was referring to.
After a few minutes of fast walking, the four of them arrived to Eruyt and they would go inside. To his surprise, he saw Emiri and Grant. A big smile came over Jaakuna. Grant would ask if that was really Jaakuna and ask him what he was doing in Eruyt. Jaakuna was about to answer Grant, but that’s when Aloa would raise her hand, signaling everyone to shut up. Jaakuna did and so did Grant. Aloa would then state that Emiri’s previous instability was fixed. Jaakuna quickly smiled even bigger, but he was equally as surprised.
“That’s great new--” JAakuna was cut off as he heard what Aloa really meant. Emiri’s esper Chaos fixed her, but not without complications.
Grant would worryingly call out Emiri’s name, asking her if she was alright, but she didn’t respond. Jaakuna instantly became alarmed at this, as if too being worried for Emiri, more so than Grant was. That was when Aloa revealed that to save her physical body, Chaos had to revert her to a time where her powers wouldn’t fail her and that she wouldn’t be lost in time. That’s when Jaakuna nearly lost it on the mention that her memories were gone.
“No, no..” Jaakuna murmured, voice barely audible. “You’re lying…” Jaakuna said, voice slightly more audible. He looked at Aloa, eyes dripping with tears, full of despair. “You have to be.” His voice was now fully heard, volume at normal levels.
In what could only be described as pure grief and denial driving his actions, Jaakuna did the unthinkable and he took his hands and tackled Aloa to the ground, him on top of her, and hands gripping around her throat tightly. “YOU’RE GOING TO FIX THIS!” He yelled. His voice got louder and louder and the louder it got the tighter it seemed his grip was getting tighter and tighter.
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When everyone was on their hoverboards, one of the walls of the underground lair would raise up and once it fully was up, Clyde acted on impulse, and pressed against his hoverboard and he was off. Lannit and Wendy followed them in succession. Wesley would then go as well, no doubt Nadeline would be right behind them. They would appear from the port and to The Pharos they went.
As accordance with Jaakuna, it seemed the lights had gone away. Jaakuna knew that, but he was at peace with his decision. He did set out on this journey to find himself on a spiritual level. He did believe that he might have been stronger going forsaking himself from everyone and everything, as seen from Shion, but if he were to do that, everything he has done up until now would have been in vain. Plus, he just couldn’t bring himself to let go of Emiri.
As Jaakuna would see Aloa just look at him, Ryua came in as if worried about something. Jaakuna thought about it and maybe it was about that chill that the viera had a while back. Jaakuna would listen to what Ryua was telling Aloa and at the mention of Chaos, Jaakuna’s eyes opened widely. He would further hear the mention of the Scion of Time. Jaakuna has heard that name refer to Emiri, which instantly got his attention. It was by the time that Ryua had finished speaking that Aloa would then approach Jaakuna and request that he come with them back to Eruyt. Jaakuna didn’t know what this really was about, but it had his full attention.
Jaakuna would pick up his twin short swords, strap them around both sides of his waist, and looked at Aloa. “Lead the way.” He simply said.
As accordance with Jaakuna, it seemed the lights had gone away. Jaakuna knew that, but he was at peace with his decision. He did set out on this journey to find himself on a spiritual level. He did believe that he might have been stronger going forsaking himself from everyone and everything, as seen from Shion, but if he were to do that, everything he has done up until now would have been in vain. Plus, he just couldn’t bring himself to let go of Emiri.
As Jaakuna would see Aloa just look at him, Ryua came in as if worried about something. Jaakuna thought about it and maybe it was about that chill that the viera had a while back. Jaakuna would listen to what Ryua was telling Aloa and at the mention of Chaos, Jaakuna’s eyes opened widely. He would further hear the mention of the Scion of Time. Jaakuna has heard that name refer to Emiri, which instantly got his attention. It was by the time that Ryua had finished speaking that Aloa would then approach Jaakuna and request that he come with them back to Eruyt. Jaakuna didn’t know what this really was about, but it had his full attention.
Jaakuna would pick up his twin short swords, strap them around both sides of his waist, and looked at Aloa. “Lead the way.” He simply said.
After Nadeline would eventually give in and would suggest they go, Clyde smirked and he would motion everyone to take their pick at a hoverboard. Wesley saw the ones that were able to be taken and he was drawn to the blue one. It just called his name, so he took it. Wendy, Lannit, Clyde, and Savayna would all respectively take the orange, green, red/black, and icy-blue ones. Each felt that it fit them perfectly.
Jaakuna was hearing everything that Mrta and Aloa said. Even though they were right, he didn’t want to do this. was just finding it so hard to accept that he had to detach himself from the physical realm. Sure, he would gain his inner-wisdom, but Jaakuna wouldn’t do it, not if it meant losing the one thing he has left in the world: his heart. No, he won’t do it.
“I can’t. I don’t believe that true strength comes from forsaking oneself.” Jaakuna felt like talking, so he would talk away. “I think — no, I know that true strength comes from what’s inside one’s heart. I know that everything one does to protect the ones that they love or achieve a personal goal. Yes, that is what true strength is to me.” JAakuna was just on a roll, and he stood up, not breaking eye contact with Aloa.“I appreciate everything you did to help me, I really do.” Jaakuna said genuinely smiling. “I know that for some, detaching themselves from everything brings strength for them, but I’m not like them. My true strength comes from my friends, from my family, from Emiri. I might not be able to cleanse myself of Zodiark fully, but that’s something I’ll have to deal with on my own.” He said, “I set out from everyone to find myself again. I was lost and after this strenuous experience of self-reflection and addressing all of my issues, I’m found again and I have the viera to thank for that.” Jaakuna said as he got bowed to Mtra. He then turned to Aloa, and he looked at her. She would see the resolve in Jaakuna’s eyes as he was one-thousand percent behind his decision.
Jaakuna was hearing everything that Mrta and Aloa said. Even though they were right, he didn’t want to do this. was just finding it so hard to accept that he had to detach himself from the physical realm. Sure, he would gain his inner-wisdom, but Jaakuna wouldn’t do it, not if it meant losing the one thing he has left in the world: his heart. No, he won’t do it.
“I can’t. I don’t believe that true strength comes from forsaking oneself.” Jaakuna felt like talking, so he would talk away. “I think — no, I know that true strength comes from what’s inside one’s heart. I know that everything one does to protect the ones that they love or achieve a personal goal. Yes, that is what true strength is to me.” JAakuna was just on a roll, and he stood up, not breaking eye contact with Aloa.“I appreciate everything you did to help me, I really do.” Jaakuna said genuinely smiling. “I know that for some, detaching themselves from everything brings strength for them, but I’m not like them. My true strength comes from my friends, from my family, from Emiri. I might not be able to cleanse myself of Zodiark fully, but that’s something I’ll have to deal with on my own.” He said, “I set out from everyone to find myself again. I was lost and after this strenuous experience of self-reflection and addressing all of my issues, I’m found again and I have the viera to thank for that.” Jaakuna said as he got bowed to Mtra. He then turned to Aloa, and he looked at her. She would see the resolve in Jaakuna’s eyes as he was one-thousand percent behind his decision.
As they would enter Clyde’s underground lair — or as he called it, his secret lair — everyone would react differently. Wesley knew that his uncle had a secret place where he could easily escape to. He just didn’t have no idea that it was an underground lair with computers and everything. Still, it didn’t surprise Wesley all that much. Though, he was slightly surprised by the fact that their form of transportation could quite possibly be the assortment of hoverboards that he saw in the water, floating above it.
Lannit and Wendy smiled, and nudged Clyde. “Damn man, why didn’t you tell us that you had such a hook-up?” Lannit asked Clyde.
“And let you and your gang of pirates get your grubby little paws on it? Yeah, like I was going to let that happen.” Clyde responded.
“Okay, okay, I guess I deserved that, but seriously! Those hoverboards are sweet bro!” Lannit was fangasming the hell out. He loved him some hoverboards.
Clyde laughed proudly. “Yeah, they’re my pride and joy. Got all of these off of some blonde guy in the Phon Coast.” Clyde said, “Damn, what was his name? Isimal? No, that wasn’t it.”
Wesley heard Clyde. “Isaiah?”
“Yes that was it.”
“Uncle Clyde that’s Judge Isaiah Ixion Darcone.”
“Well, how about that. A judge who likes hoverboards. Who knew?”
As Clyde and Wesley made that exchange, Nadeline would chime into the conversation about the hoverboards by asking if Clyde was serious. He looked at her, acknowledging her question. He laughed. “I sure don’t. This is how we’re going to get to The Pharos.” Clyde revealed, though he looked to Nadeline. “I would think that with your father’s hobby of fixing machines — yes, I know of Prince Lorenzo’s side-hobby of building stuff — you would know about Hoverboards. Unless, I’m mistaken.” Clyde mockingly said.
As Jaakuna would notice the room starting to get brighter as the lights would swirl around the room, Aloa would reveal to him the final step. She would state that to go on this final step, Jaakuna must give death to his physical body and detach himself from the world and forget everything he knew. Instantly, Jaakuna was remembering back to what Mtra said about removing himself from his heart. He instantly thought that he couldn’t do that. There was no way in hell that he could. Forget everything that he knows and in return forget everything that ended up making him who he was. No, Jaakuna couldn’t even possibly consider doing that, not now.
“I can’t do that, no, I won’t do that.” Jaakuna was straight-out refusing; or rather having trouble accepting it. “To remove myself from any of the world’s attachments means that I have forsake myself from all the love I have gathered over the course of my life, then it’s not worth it.” Jaakuna stated and then he looked to Mtra. “You told me the story of Shion and how she faced great tragedy and that she obtained true strength. Is this how? Did she too forsake herself of her worldly attachments just to gain her so-called true strength?” Jaakuna asked, but he probably knew the answer.
Lannit and Wendy smiled, and nudged Clyde. “Damn man, why didn’t you tell us that you had such a hook-up?” Lannit asked Clyde.
“And let you and your gang of pirates get your grubby little paws on it? Yeah, like I was going to let that happen.” Clyde responded.
“Okay, okay, I guess I deserved that, but seriously! Those hoverboards are sweet bro!” Lannit was fangasming the hell out. He loved him some hoverboards.
Clyde laughed proudly. “Yeah, they’re my pride and joy. Got all of these off of some blonde guy in the Phon Coast.” Clyde said, “Damn, what was his name? Isimal? No, that wasn’t it.”
Wesley heard Clyde. “Isaiah?”
“Yes that was it.”
“Uncle Clyde that’s Judge Isaiah Ixion Darcone.”
“Well, how about that. A judge who likes hoverboards. Who knew?”
As Clyde and Wesley made that exchange, Nadeline would chime into the conversation about the hoverboards by asking if Clyde was serious. He looked at her, acknowledging her question. He laughed. “I sure don’t. This is how we’re going to get to The Pharos.” Clyde revealed, though he looked to Nadeline. “I would think that with your father’s hobby of fixing machines — yes, I know of Prince Lorenzo’s side-hobby of building stuff — you would know about Hoverboards. Unless, I’m mistaken.” Clyde mockingly said.
As Jaakuna would notice the room starting to get brighter as the lights would swirl around the room, Aloa would reveal to him the final step. She would state that to go on this final step, Jaakuna must give death to his physical body and detach himself from the world and forget everything he knew. Instantly, Jaakuna was remembering back to what Mtra said about removing himself from his heart. He instantly thought that he couldn’t do that. There was no way in hell that he could. Forget everything that he knows and in return forget everything that ended up making him who he was. No, Jaakuna couldn’t even possibly consider doing that, not now.
“I can’t do that, no, I won’t do that.” Jaakuna was straight-out refusing; or rather having trouble accepting it. “To remove myself from any of the world’s attachments means that I have forsake myself from all the love I have gathered over the course of my life, then it’s not worth it.” Jaakuna stated and then he looked to Mtra. “You told me the story of Shion and how she faced great tragedy and that she obtained true strength. Is this how? Did she too forsake herself of her worldly attachments just to gain her so-called true strength?” Jaakuna asked, but he probably knew the answer.
As he had Lannit pinned against the wall, Wesley could feel the tugging and pulling and yelling from all three ladies. They pleaded for him to let Lannit go in their own ways. Wendy pleaded for her husband’s life and told Wesley that he had children, Savayna would spur out obscenities and curse words towards Wesley, but still telling him the same thing that Nadeline would, but her words would be different. She would voice her authority and order Wesley to let her go. He turned his head to her, slightly loosening the grip on Lannit. It was enough for him to get free, but not before Lannit would start coughing for air.
“I’m…I’m sorry, I just don’t know what came over myself.” Wesley said as he looked to the angry Nadeline and then to the coughing-for-dear-like Lannit.
“Damn man, if you hadn’t gone all macho man on me, you would..” Lannit coughed, “know that your brother spoke of you often, saying that he hated that he couldn’t be around to see you grow up, but he had his reasons.” Lannit said.
“Do you know what they were?” Wesley asked.
Lannit just shook his head implying that he did not know why Sylvester didn’t reveal that he was alive. “All I know is that he regretted everything.” He would finish.
Wesley was about to say something, but Clyde clapped his hands. “Okay, enough of this squabble. We have a journey to make.” Clyde said as he would guide everyone through the door.
As they would head out of the house, they would make their way around the cliff that the house was on, and down a few flight of stairs. Eventually, they would come to an underground lair of sorts that had several wooden platforms and the entire area that which wasn’t with wood platforms was all water. Resting in the water was a series of hover boards, floating in the water. “I would like to welcome you to my Secret Lair! BWA HAHA HAHA!” Clyde would laugh comically, but evilly. Wesley would proceed to whack him over the head with an irritated grin. Lannit, Wendy, and Savayna had an annoyed look on their faces.
As Jaakuna was waiting to hear Aloa respond, Jaakuna would take notice that the three Viera would shutter, but Ryua would let out a gasp. She would then apologize and that’s when Aloa would nod to her and would then speak to Jaakuna about how when one covers themselves in lies, the world outside of that veil of lies continues to move on. She would then tell him that was exactly why she left her village in the first place. She would then point out that no one can really stop anyone from ,living in their lies and in the isolation that said lies create. She would even, at least to how Jaakuna perceived it, offer him to live in seclusion, away from the truth. Jaakuna’s eyes blinked as if surprised.
As he blankly stared at her, he really did consider that as an option. He could really just live away from the Viera, but what of his friends? What of his family? What of Emiri? Could he really just let go of it all and live alone? No, he couldn’t and that’s exactly what Aloa was trying to say. He could live in hiding, away from the truths of the world. No matter how hard the truth might be, Jaakuna knew that he had to face it head-on, no matter how bad it would be. Yes, he knew that.
“No, I can’t do that. I want to and boy is it tempting, but I gave into temptation before and look where that got me.” Jaakuna said, “No more hiding, no more running away. I’m through with it. I’m going to face any truth that comes my way and I’ll do it for my friends, I’ll do it for my family, I’ll do it for Emiri, and most importantly, I’ll do it for me.” Jaakuna said as he now realized that all the times he lived in his lies or lied to others it was just hurting them. Truths hurt, but lies are worse.
“I’m…I’m sorry, I just don’t know what came over myself.” Wesley said as he looked to the angry Nadeline and then to the coughing-for-dear-like Lannit.
“Damn man, if you hadn’t gone all macho man on me, you would..” Lannit coughed, “know that your brother spoke of you often, saying that he hated that he couldn’t be around to see you grow up, but he had his reasons.” Lannit said.
“Do you know what they were?” Wesley asked.
Lannit just shook his head implying that he did not know why Sylvester didn’t reveal that he was alive. “All I know is that he regretted everything.” He would finish.
Wesley was about to say something, but Clyde clapped his hands. “Okay, enough of this squabble. We have a journey to make.” Clyde said as he would guide everyone through the door.
As they would head out of the house, they would make their way around the cliff that the house was on, and down a few flight of stairs. Eventually, they would come to an underground lair of sorts that had several wooden platforms and the entire area that which wasn’t with wood platforms was all water. Resting in the water was a series of hover boards, floating in the water. “I would like to welcome you to my Secret Lair! BWA HAHA HAHA!” Clyde would laugh comically, but evilly. Wesley would proceed to whack him over the head with an irritated grin. Lannit, Wendy, and Savayna had an annoyed look on their faces.
As Jaakuna was waiting to hear Aloa respond, Jaakuna would take notice that the three Viera would shutter, but Ryua would let out a gasp. She would then apologize and that’s when Aloa would nod to her and would then speak to Jaakuna about how when one covers themselves in lies, the world outside of that veil of lies continues to move on. She would then tell him that was exactly why she left her village in the first place. She would then point out that no one can really stop anyone from ,living in their lies and in the isolation that said lies create. She would even, at least to how Jaakuna perceived it, offer him to live in seclusion, away from the truth. Jaakuna’s eyes blinked as if surprised.
As he blankly stared at her, he really did consider that as an option. He could really just live away from the Viera, but what of his friends? What of his family? What of Emiri? Could he really just let go of it all and live alone? No, he couldn’t and that’s exactly what Aloa was trying to say. He could live in hiding, away from the truths of the world. No matter how hard the truth might be, Jaakuna knew that he had to face it head-on, no matter how bad it would be. Yes, he knew that.
“No, I can’t do that. I want to and boy is it tempting, but I gave into temptation before and look where that got me.” Jaakuna said, “No more hiding, no more running away. I’m through with it. I’m going to face any truth that comes my way and I’ll do it for my friends, I’ll do it for my family, I’ll do it for Emiri, and most importantly, I’ll do it for me.” Jaakuna said as he now realized that all the times he lived in his lies or lied to others it was just hurting them. Truths hurt, but lies are worse.
As Nadeline gave him a rather hesitant, approving nod, Wesley nodded as well and looked back to the others. It seemed that it was a full house going into The Pharos of the Ridorana Cataract. Three pirates, a prince, a princess, and a former general. Yup, it definitely was a diverse group, but then again, Wesley surrounds himself with diverse people on a daily basis. Clyde would depart for a few minutes as he would go get some supplies. In the time he was gone, Lannit looked at Wesley and smiled. The Dalmascan prince raised an eyebrow. He didn’t know why Lannit was smiling at him and looking at him with such a inquisitive look. If Wesley had done something warrant such a look from Lannit, then he would ask why, but to his knowledge, Wesley did nothing, so he was confused.
“Something I can help you with, Lannit?” Wesley asked him.
Lannit chuckled. “Oh, it’s nothing, but I swear, you look so much like a friend of mine.” Lannit admitted.
“Oh? Mind expanding on that.” Wesley said, now curious as fuck.
Lannis chuckled again. “It’s just I had this friend named Sylvester and you just striking resemblance to him.” Lannit admitted as he shrugged.
Wesley, eyes opened, couldn’t believe it. He had to make sure though. “This Sylvester, he wasn’t a silver-haired male per chance?” Wesley asked.
“Actually, yes he was and he was a bit older than I. He was probably ten years my senior, but he and I chatted it up like chldhood friends.”
“Okay, and this man, how do you know him?”
“He would come by Balfonheim a lot and each time, we would chit-chat and he would go on about a little brother he had and that he would always protect. Oh what was his name..”
“Wesley?”
“Oh yes, that was it”
And it hit Lannit. The Wesley in front of him was the same Wesley that his dear friend would go on about. “Holy shit! You’re Sylly’s kid brother!” Lannit said loudly, as if it just hit him in his mind somewhere.
Wesley felt like he was going to fall to the ground at how thick-headed this guy was. He now could see why he and Jaakuna were childhood friends. “Yes, that’s me.”
‘Shit, and here I was just a day ago talking to him--”
“Wait what!?”
“Sylvester--I was speaking to him just the other day, I thou--”
‘HE’S ALIVE!?!?!”
Wesley’s voice was at maximum register. His voice was so loud, that the animals in the sea heard it, the people on the beach heard it, who would yell at Clyde’s house to shut the hell up. Lannit could have sworn that he blew an ear drum, Wendy too. Actually, just about everyone probably thought that. Lannit looked at Wesley. “Yes, I thought you knew that?”
“Why would I? My brother, to my knowledge has been dead for six years now. How could he be alive?”
“I would assume by breathing..” Lannit said in a smart-alecky way.
Wesley was not in the mood to play games. He rushed over to Lannit, grabbed the man by his jacket and he proceed to hold him against the wall, prompting surprising gasps all around. Wesley would not let the man go as he had his right arm bent, forearm placed firmly against the pirate’s neck. Wendy and Savayna(and most likely Nadeline) would go over try to get Wesley off of Lannit, but he wouldn’t budge. Wesley would actually use some of his magick to add to the force so that he would not be moved.
“You’re going to tell me EVERYTHING about Sylvester. How he is alive, where he has been all this time — EVERYTHING, or by the gods that let me live, I will kill you right where you stand. Do you understand me?” Wesley was in full commando mode right now.
“Geez, calm dow--” Wesley’s grip on the man’s neck tightened as gasps for air became of Lannit. “Okay, okay. I’ll tell you, just let me go!”
Meanwhile, in came Clyde eating a hotdog. “Damn, I’m gone three minutes and you lot are already trying to kill each other.” Clyde comedically shook his head.
Jaakuna noticed the tint of blue overcame one of the lights, signaling that he had passed the step of overcoming his dependence. Jaakuna felt relieved, and as he would enable his magick around his hands, curaja would heal the wounds, making the knuckles seem less injured than what they were. Though, Jaakuna would notice that his hands were already fully-healed. Perhaps the room had healing properties. He didn’t know, but he would just shrug at it as he didn’t really want to worry much about it.
As Aloa would speak about the next step, Jaakuna didn’t know how he was going to tackle this one. He had to face the truth, no matter how much it would hurt. He had lied time in and time out. Of course it was out of the better for everyone else, but still he lied. Oh how he lied and even though he thought it was for the better, Jaakuna knew that the lies would only hurt those closest to him and they did. He witnessed that with all of his friends and just about everyone that was around him. Jaakuna couldn’t face that, not this soon, not after he left her.
“I can’t…no, I won’t.” Jaakuna just shook his head. “The truth only hurts the people that I love and lying is the only way I know how to protect them. It was for their protection…right?”
Jaakuna was now sounding unsure. He lied last night to everyone’s face about how he would let them help him deal with Zodiark. He told them just yes, but that was a lie. Jaakuna always lied and him saying that the truth hurt everyone was him lying to himself, but what else was Jaakuna supposed to feel? Every time he told the truth, it would, only way or another, hurt those closest to him. Sure they would get past it, but would they ever forgive him for it.
“I’d rather give a lie and remain where I am than have to tell the truth and be set back a few hundred steps. What good possibly could come out of the truth, Aloa? What possible light could be shed on a darkness if the truth makes things worse than a lie? I’m just not sure if it’s even worth any of it. I know what the truth does to a person. I’ve seen it with my own eyes, and to put myself through that again — I don’t think I can.”
“Something I can help you with, Lannit?” Wesley asked him.
Lannit chuckled. “Oh, it’s nothing, but I swear, you look so much like a friend of mine.” Lannit admitted.
“Oh? Mind expanding on that.” Wesley said, now curious as fuck.
Lannis chuckled again. “It’s just I had this friend named Sylvester and you just striking resemblance to him.” Lannit admitted as he shrugged.
Wesley, eyes opened, couldn’t believe it. He had to make sure though. “This Sylvester, he wasn’t a silver-haired male per chance?” Wesley asked.
“Actually, yes he was and he was a bit older than I. He was probably ten years my senior, but he and I chatted it up like chldhood friends.”
“Okay, and this man, how do you know him?”
“He would come by Balfonheim a lot and each time, we would chit-chat and he would go on about a little brother he had and that he would always protect. Oh what was his name..”
“Wesley?”
“Oh yes, that was it”
And it hit Lannit. The Wesley in front of him was the same Wesley that his dear friend would go on about. “Holy shit! You’re Sylly’s kid brother!” Lannit said loudly, as if it just hit him in his mind somewhere.
Wesley felt like he was going to fall to the ground at how thick-headed this guy was. He now could see why he and Jaakuna were childhood friends. “Yes, that’s me.”
‘Shit, and here I was just a day ago talking to him--”
“Wait what!?”
“Sylvester--I was speaking to him just the other day, I thou--”
‘HE’S ALIVE!?!?!”
Wesley’s voice was at maximum register. His voice was so loud, that the animals in the sea heard it, the people on the beach heard it, who would yell at Clyde’s house to shut the hell up. Lannit could have sworn that he blew an ear drum, Wendy too. Actually, just about everyone probably thought that. Lannit looked at Wesley. “Yes, I thought you knew that?”
“Why would I? My brother, to my knowledge has been dead for six years now. How could he be alive?”
“I would assume by breathing..” Lannit said in a smart-alecky way.
Wesley was not in the mood to play games. He rushed over to Lannit, grabbed the man by his jacket and he proceed to hold him against the wall, prompting surprising gasps all around. Wesley would not let the man go as he had his right arm bent, forearm placed firmly against the pirate’s neck. Wendy and Savayna(and most likely Nadeline) would go over try to get Wesley off of Lannit, but he wouldn’t budge. Wesley would actually use some of his magick to add to the force so that he would not be moved.
“You’re going to tell me EVERYTHING about Sylvester. How he is alive, where he has been all this time — EVERYTHING, or by the gods that let me live, I will kill you right where you stand. Do you understand me?” Wesley was in full commando mode right now.
“Geez, calm dow--” Wesley’s grip on the man’s neck tightened as gasps for air became of Lannit. “Okay, okay. I’ll tell you, just let me go!”
Meanwhile, in came Clyde eating a hotdog. “Damn, I’m gone three minutes and you lot are already trying to kill each other.” Clyde comedically shook his head.
Jaakuna noticed the tint of blue overcame one of the lights, signaling that he had passed the step of overcoming his dependence. Jaakuna felt relieved, and as he would enable his magick around his hands, curaja would heal the wounds, making the knuckles seem less injured than what they were. Though, Jaakuna would notice that his hands were already fully-healed. Perhaps the room had healing properties. He didn’t know, but he would just shrug at it as he didn’t really want to worry much about it.
As Aloa would speak about the next step, Jaakuna didn’t know how he was going to tackle this one. He had to face the truth, no matter how much it would hurt. He had lied time in and time out. Of course it was out of the better for everyone else, but still he lied. Oh how he lied and even though he thought it was for the better, Jaakuna knew that the lies would only hurt those closest to him and they did. He witnessed that with all of his friends and just about everyone that was around him. Jaakuna couldn’t face that, not this soon, not after he left her.
“I can’t…no, I won’t.” Jaakuna just shook his head. “The truth only hurts the people that I love and lying is the only way I know how to protect them. It was for their protection…right?”
Jaakuna was now sounding unsure. He lied last night to everyone’s face about how he would let them help him deal with Zodiark. He told them just yes, but that was a lie. Jaakuna always lied and him saying that the truth hurt everyone was him lying to himself, but what else was Jaakuna supposed to feel? Every time he told the truth, it would, only way or another, hurt those closest to him. Sure they would get past it, but would they ever forgive him for it.
“I’d rather give a lie and remain where I am than have to tell the truth and be set back a few hundred steps. What good possibly could come out of the truth, Aloa? What possible light could be shed on a darkness if the truth makes things worse than a lie? I’m just not sure if it’s even worth any of it. I know what the truth does to a person. I’ve seen it with my own eyes, and to put myself through that again — I don’t think I can.”
When the four of them would head out of Belle’s house, they would make their way through the streets of Balfonheim Port, going through little turns. Of course they would wave to people who passed by. They would stop and talk to them, but only because Wesley and Clyde were addressed by the residents of the Port. Eventually, they would make their way to Clyde’s house, though it definitely wasn’t like any other houses that Wesley has been in. Then again, he grew up in a castle.
As they approached it, Clyde was brimming with pride. “Well this is my home. It’s not much, but we’re only going to be here for a short while. Just need to gather supplies. Feel free to make yourself at home.” Clyde said as they would enter his house. To their surprise and not to Clyde’s smile, they were met by a male and a female. The male had green hair and same colored eyes and the woman was blonde with blue eyes. “Lannit, Wendy — glad you could make it.” Clyde happily said.
Lannit and Wendy smiled and they noticed Savayna. “Well, ain’t it ol’ Savayna.!” Lannit said chuckling.
“Lannit..” She said acknowledging him, but gave him a look that suggested if he tried to tackle hug her that he would find himself on the floor. Lannit instantly froze up. He was going to tackle-hug her, but that look that she gave him told him to do otherwise.
Wesley(and probably Nadeline) were confused as all hell. “Uncle Clyde, who are these two?” WEsley asked confused.
Clyde turned his head as if surprised. “Oh, these are good friends of mine and they’re the current leaders of Arch Flag.”
“Wait, you don’t mean?”
“Yup, that’s right. They’re the co-leaders of the most notorious Pirate Gang in all of Ivalice and Lannit here is what you would call the leader of Balfonheim.”Wesley was a little dumbfounded. He didn’t even know that Arch Flag had their hands on Balfonheim. “But, how do you know them Savayna? “He asked her.
Savayna sighed and shrugged. “Oh, we’re old pals. Well, at least old pals of golden boy.” She said referring to Jaakuna.
Wesley was even more dumbfounded, but he soon realized that based off of the information gathered, it made a lot of sense. Jaakuna was a sky pirate and his oldest friends are sea pirates. “I guess it makes sense. That still doesn’t explain why they’re here.” Wesley said, diverting his eyes to Clyde, as if asking him.
Clyde smiled. “They’re helping us.”
“By help, you mean..”
“They’re coming too.”
Wesley sighed and looked to Nadeline, as if looking for her approval.
She made it seem like it was that easy. Jaakuna knew it wasn’t and even as he would fight it within himself, he knew that she was right. It just came down to one simple question: Will he or won’t he? As she has stated, Jaakuna has all the tools he needs to move along, but it’s whether or not if he wants to that has him at a stalemate.
Jaakuna remained still, looking at his hands covered in blood. He saw how his anger hurts him and it dawned on him. That was the whole lesson. His anger hurts others and himself. He did out of anger cause he couldn’t protect anyone. He killed his father(at the time) cause he was angry at the words he said, he left Archades cause he was angry at himself for what he had done. Jaakuna was angry at himself emotionally and that was why he couldn’t get close to any woman. Even when he gave into Zodiark, he was angry that he couldn’t protect Emiri, even though it was a nightmare. He was angry, damn it Jaakuna finally realized it.
“I know now.” Jaakuna smiled, and he began to laugh slightly. “I know what led me down the path. I was angry, furious, and above all else, flat out fucking pissed, but not at anyone. No, that wasn’t it. I was pissed at myself for not being able to do anything. I was so pissed that I rejected everything and it’s what eventually led me down the dark path to Zodiark. In turn, I now know that it was my anger that drove me to lose my own free will and my independence.” Jaakuna was smiling and for some reason it felt good for him to just laugh and laugh, he even laid back. The coldness of the wood felt nice and Jaakuna was crying as he laughed, but this was all in a positive way. He felt so relieved. After about three minutes of crying-laughing, Jaakuna sat up in an up-right position and he looked at Aloa. “I choose to move forward. I have to or else my anger will consume me like it did my grandfather. I can’t be like them — I WON’T be like them.” Jaakuna said with the most vindication he ever has shown ever before in his life.
As they approached it, Clyde was brimming with pride. “Well this is my home. It’s not much, but we’re only going to be here for a short while. Just need to gather supplies. Feel free to make yourself at home.” Clyde said as they would enter his house. To their surprise and not to Clyde’s smile, they were met by a male and a female. The male had green hair and same colored eyes and the woman was blonde with blue eyes. “Lannit, Wendy — glad you could make it.” Clyde happily said.
Lannit and Wendy smiled and they noticed Savayna. “Well, ain’t it ol’ Savayna.!” Lannit said chuckling.
“Lannit..” She said acknowledging him, but gave him a look that suggested if he tried to tackle hug her that he would find himself on the floor. Lannit instantly froze up. He was going to tackle-hug her, but that look that she gave him told him to do otherwise.
Wesley(and probably Nadeline) were confused as all hell. “Uncle Clyde, who are these two?” WEsley asked confused.
Clyde turned his head as if surprised. “Oh, these are good friends of mine and they’re the current leaders of Arch Flag.”
“Wait, you don’t mean?”
“Yup, that’s right. They’re the co-leaders of the most notorious Pirate Gang in all of Ivalice and Lannit here is what you would call the leader of Balfonheim.”Wesley was a little dumbfounded. He didn’t even know that Arch Flag had their hands on Balfonheim. “But, how do you know them Savayna? “He asked her.
Savayna sighed and shrugged. “Oh, we’re old pals. Well, at least old pals of golden boy.” She said referring to Jaakuna.
Wesley was even more dumbfounded, but he soon realized that based off of the information gathered, it made a lot of sense. Jaakuna was a sky pirate and his oldest friends are sea pirates. “I guess it makes sense. That still doesn’t explain why they’re here.” Wesley said, diverting his eyes to Clyde, as if asking him.
Clyde smiled. “They’re helping us.”
“By help, you mean..”
“They’re coming too.”
Wesley sighed and looked to Nadeline, as if looking for her approval.
She made it seem like it was that easy. Jaakuna knew it wasn’t and even as he would fight it within himself, he knew that she was right. It just came down to one simple question: Will he or won’t he? As she has stated, Jaakuna has all the tools he needs to move along, but it’s whether or not if he wants to that has him at a stalemate.
Jaakuna remained still, looking at his hands covered in blood. He saw how his anger hurts him and it dawned on him. That was the whole lesson. His anger hurts others and himself. He did out of anger cause he couldn’t protect anyone. He killed his father(at the time) cause he was angry at the words he said, he left Archades cause he was angry at himself for what he had done. Jaakuna was angry at himself emotionally and that was why he couldn’t get close to any woman. Even when he gave into Zodiark, he was angry that he couldn’t protect Emiri, even though it was a nightmare. He was angry, damn it Jaakuna finally realized it.
“I know now.” Jaakuna smiled, and he began to laugh slightly. “I know what led me down the path. I was angry, furious, and above all else, flat out fucking pissed, but not at anyone. No, that wasn’t it. I was pissed at myself for not being able to do anything. I was so pissed that I rejected everything and it’s what eventually led me down the dark path to Zodiark. In turn, I now know that it was my anger that drove me to lose my own free will and my independence.” Jaakuna was smiling and for some reason it felt good for him to just laugh and laugh, he even laid back. The coldness of the wood felt nice and Jaakuna was crying as he laughed, but this was all in a positive way. He felt so relieved. After about three minutes of crying-laughing, Jaakuna sat up in an up-right position and he looked at Aloa. “I choose to move forward. I have to or else my anger will consume me like it did my grandfather. I can’t be like them — I WON’T be like them.” Jaakuna said with the most vindication he ever has shown ever before in his life.
Hearing Nadeline state what was already known, but he let her finish. “Oh don’t you worry your pretty little head. I’m more capable than you think.” He said smiling and probably even reassuring her.
Wesley and Belle came back to the main living room where everyone was at and all eyes soon diverted to them as if they were the most important people in the room, but the truth of the matter was just that Wesley’s family were super nosey and they needed to know just about everything and anything that went on with anyone. Wesley annoyingly sighed and shrugged them off, despite how much they were asking him to tell them what he and his mother were talking about. He would not budge, however nor would Belle. She swore that it was between a mother and her son.
As Wesley came to Nadeline, Savayna, and Clyde he smiled. He then looked to his family, giving them a nod, specifically to Ayane, their mother, and her father. He turned to the others and they were off.
“But that’s the thing, I don’t think I can.” Jaakuna said, obviously having a hard time of overcoming his dependency.
Jaakuna wanted to overcome it. In every fiber of his being, he wanted to, but he just wasn’t sure how he could? Was it simply a matter of just remembering back to a time where he was independent and did stuff on his free will? Or was it realizing that he was indeed dependent of people and accepting while making the choice to freely move on from it? Jaakuna didn’t know and the more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible. “I was bred to always be the right prince, but I disobeyed those orders. So, I guess that was my first independent choice, but was it really such a good thing? That choice was running away and not facing my crimes of killing my father. I’m..I ‘m just..”
Jaakuna didn’t know. It tore him inside to think that he couldn’t get past the things he didn’t do to make himself his own man. Sure, he got the forgiveness from his father and the apology from his brother, but was that enough? Could Jaakuna really just accept that and move on? He found himself asking the same questions over and over again, but still he felt the same; lost and feeling unworthy of everything he was given.
“I’m not worthy of any of this..” Jaakuna was starting to break down, his hands repeatedly punching the ground, causing them to crack open and bleed. His hands were covered in blood, knuckled cracked open that the viera would see the white bone and all the while, Jaakuna was screaming out, crying out, shouting out in such sadness and despair. His eyes bleeding tears and those very drops of liquid were landing everywhere within the circle of Jaakuna’s radius. He was just expressing how he really thought he wasn’t worthy of any of this.
Wesley and Belle came back to the main living room where everyone was at and all eyes soon diverted to them as if they were the most important people in the room, but the truth of the matter was just that Wesley’s family were super nosey and they needed to know just about everything and anything that went on with anyone. Wesley annoyingly sighed and shrugged them off, despite how much they were asking him to tell them what he and his mother were talking about. He would not budge, however nor would Belle. She swore that it was between a mother and her son.
As Wesley came to Nadeline, Savayna, and Clyde he smiled. He then looked to his family, giving them a nod, specifically to Ayane, their mother, and her father. He turned to the others and they were off.
“But that’s the thing, I don’t think I can.” Jaakuna said, obviously having a hard time of overcoming his dependency.
Jaakuna wanted to overcome it. In every fiber of his being, he wanted to, but he just wasn’t sure how he could? Was it simply a matter of just remembering back to a time where he was independent and did stuff on his free will? Or was it realizing that he was indeed dependent of people and accepting while making the choice to freely move on from it? Jaakuna didn’t know and the more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible. “I was bred to always be the right prince, but I disobeyed those orders. So, I guess that was my first independent choice, but was it really such a good thing? That choice was running away and not facing my crimes of killing my father. I’m..I ‘m just..”
Jaakuna didn’t know. It tore him inside to think that he couldn’t get past the things he didn’t do to make himself his own man. Sure, he got the forgiveness from his father and the apology from his brother, but was that enough? Could Jaakuna really just accept that and move on? He found himself asking the same questions over and over again, but still he felt the same; lost and feeling unworthy of everything he was given.
“I’m not worthy of any of this..” Jaakuna was starting to break down, his hands repeatedly punching the ground, causing them to crack open and bleed. His hands were covered in blood, knuckled cracked open that the viera would see the white bone and all the while, Jaakuna was screaming out, crying out, shouting out in such sadness and despair. His eyes bleeding tears and those very drops of liquid were landing everywhere within the circle of Jaakuna’s radius. He was just expressing how he really thought he wasn’t worthy of any of this.
Hearing Nadeline state what was already known, but he let her finish. “Oh don’t you worry your pretty little head. I’m more capable than you think.” He said smiling and probably even reassuring her.
Wesley and Belle came back to the main living room where everyone was at and all eyes soon diverted to them as if they were the most important people in the room, but the truth of the matter was just that Wesley’s family were super nosey and they needed to know just about everything and anything that went on with anyone. Wesley annoyingly sighed and shrugged them off, despite how much they were asking him to tell them what he and his mother were talking about. He would not budge, however nor would Belle. She swore that it was between a mother and her son.
As Wesley came to Nadeline, Savayna, and Clyde he smiled. He then looked to his family, giving them a nod, specifically to Ayane, their mother, and her father. He turned to the others and they were off.
“But that’s the thing, I don’t think I can.” Jaakuna said, obviously having a hard time of overcoming his dependency.
Jaakuna wanted to overcome it. In every fiber of his being, he wanted to, but he just wasn’t sure how he could? Was it simply a matter of just remembering back to a time where he was independent and did stuff on his free will? Or was it realizing that he was indeed dependent of people and accepting while making the choice to freely move on from it? Jaakuna didn’t know and the more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible. “I was bred to always be the right prince, but I disobeyed those orders. So, I guess that was my first independent choice, but was it really such a good thing? That choice was running away and not facing my crimes of killing my father. I’m..I ‘m just..”
Jaakuna didn’t know. It tore him inside to think that he couldn’t get past the things he didn’t do to make himself his own man. Sure, he got the forgiveness from his father and the apology from his brother, but was that enough? Could Jaakuna really just accept that and move on? He found himself asking the same questions over and over again, but still he felt the same; lost and feeling unworthy of everything he was given.
“I’m not worthy of any of this..” Jaakuna was starting to break down, his hands repeatedly punching the ground, causing them to crack open and bleed. His hands were covered in blood, knuckled cracked open that the viera would see the white bone and all the while, Jaakuna was screaming out, crying out, shouting out in such sadness and despair. His eyes bleeding tears and those very drops of liquid were landing everywhere within the circle of Jaakuna’s radius. He was just expressing how he really thought he wasn’t worthy of any of this.
Wesley and Belle came back to the main living room where everyone was at and all eyes soon diverted to them as if they were the most important people in the room, but the truth of the matter was just that Wesley’s family were super nosey and they needed to know just about everything and anything that went on with anyone. Wesley annoyingly sighed and shrugged them off, despite how much they were asking him to tell them what he and his mother were talking about. He would not budge, however nor would Belle. She swore that it was between a mother and her son.
As Wesley came to Nadeline, Savayna, and Clyde he smiled. He then looked to his family, giving them a nod, specifically to Ayane, their mother, and her father. He turned to the others and they were off.
“But that’s the thing, I don’t think I can.” Jaakuna said, obviously having a hard time of overcoming his dependency.
Jaakuna wanted to overcome it. In every fiber of his being, he wanted to, but he just wasn’t sure how he could? Was it simply a matter of just remembering back to a time where he was independent and did stuff on his free will? Or was it realizing that he was indeed dependent of people and accepting while making the choice to freely move on from it? Jaakuna didn’t know and the more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible. “I was bred to always be the right prince, but I disobeyed those orders. So, I guess that was my first independent choice, but was it really such a good thing? That choice was running away and not facing my crimes of killing my father. I’m..I ‘m just..”
Jaakuna didn’t know. It tore him inside to think that he couldn’t get past the things he didn’t do to make himself his own man. Sure, he got the forgiveness from his father and the apology from his brother, but was that enough? Could Jaakuna really just accept that and move on? He found himself asking the same questions over and over again, but still he felt the same; lost and feeling unworthy of everything he was given.
“I’m not worthy of any of this..” Jaakuna was starting to break down, his hands repeatedly punching the ground, causing them to crack open and bleed. His hands were covered in blood, knuckled cracked open that the viera would see the white bone and all the while, Jaakuna was screaming out, crying out, shouting out in such sadness and despair. His eyes bleeding tears and those very drops of liquid were landing everywhere within the circle of Jaakuna’s radius. He was just expressing how he really thought he wasn’t worthy of any of this.
Hearing Nadeline state what was already known, but he let her finish. “Oh don’t you worry your pretty little head. I’m more capable than you think.” He said smiling and probably even reassuring her.
Wesley and Belle came back to the main living room where everyone was at and all eyes soon diverted to them as if they were the most important people in the room, but the truth of the matter was just that Wesley’s family were super nosey and they needed to know just about everything and anything that went on with anyone. Wesley annoyingly sighed and shrugged them off, despite how much they were asking him to tell them what he and his mother were talking about. He would not budge, however nor would Belle. She swore that it was between a mother and her son.
As Wesley came to Nadeline, Savayna, and Clyde he smiled. He then looked to his family, giving them a nod, specifically to Ayane, their mother, and her father. He turned to the others and they were off.
“But that’s the thing, I don’t think I can.” Jaakuna said, obviously having a hard time of overcoming his dependency.
Jaakuna wanted to overcome it. In every fiber of his being, he wanted to, but he just wasn’t sure how he could? Was it simply a matter of just remembering back to a time where he was independent and did stuff on his free will? Or was it realizing that he was indeed dependent of people and accepting while making the choice to freely move on from it? Jaakuna didn’t know and the more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible. “I was bred to always be the right prince, but I disobeyed those orders. So, I guess that was my first independent choice, but was it really such a good thing? That choice was running away and not facing my crimes of killing my father. I’m..I ‘m just..”
Jaakuna didn’t know. It tore him inside to think that he couldn’t get past the things he didn’t do to make himself his own man. Sure, he got the forgiveness from his father and the apology from his brother, but was that enough? Could Jaakuna really just accept that and move on? He found himself asking the same questions over and over again, but still he felt the same; lost and feeling unworthy of everything he was given.
“I’m not worthy of any of this..” Jaakuna was starting to break down, his hands repeatedly punching the ground, causing them to crack open and bleed. His hands were covered in blood, knuckled cracked open that the viera would see the white bone and all the while, Jaakuna was screaming out, crying out, shouting out in such sadness and despair. His eyes bleeding tears and those very drops of liquid were landing everywhere within the circle of Jaakuna’s radius. He was just expressing how he really thought he wasn’t worthy of any of this.
Wesley and Belle came back to the main living room where everyone was at and all eyes soon diverted to them as if they were the most important people in the room, but the truth of the matter was just that Wesley’s family were super nosey and they needed to know just about everything and anything that went on with anyone. Wesley annoyingly sighed and shrugged them off, despite how much they were asking him to tell them what he and his mother were talking about. He would not budge, however nor would Belle. She swore that it was between a mother and her son.
As Wesley came to Nadeline, Savayna, and Clyde he smiled. He then looked to his family, giving them a nod, specifically to Ayane, their mother, and her father. He turned to the others and they were off.
“But that’s the thing, I don’t think I can.” Jaakuna said, obviously having a hard time of overcoming his dependency.
Jaakuna wanted to overcome it. In every fiber of his being, he wanted to, but he just wasn’t sure how he could? Was it simply a matter of just remembering back to a time where he was independent and did stuff on his free will? Or was it realizing that he was indeed dependent of people and accepting while making the choice to freely move on from it? Jaakuna didn’t know and the more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible. “I was bred to always be the right prince, but I disobeyed those orders. So, I guess that was my first independent choice, but was it really such a good thing? That choice was running away and not facing my crimes of killing my father. I’m..I ‘m just..”
Jaakuna didn’t know. It tore him inside to think that he couldn’t get past the things he didn’t do to make himself his own man. Sure, he got the forgiveness from his father and the apology from his brother, but was that enough? Could Jaakuna really just accept that and move on? He found himself asking the same questions over and over again, but still he felt the same; lost and feeling unworthy of everything he was given.
“I’m not worthy of any of this..” Jaakuna was starting to break down, his hands repeatedly punching the ground, causing them to crack open and bleed. His hands were covered in blood, knuckled cracked open that the viera would see the white bone and all the while, Jaakuna was screaming out, crying out, shouting out in such sadness and despair. His eyes bleeding tears and those very drops of liquid were landing everywhere within the circle of Jaakuna’s radius. He was just expressing how he really thought he wasn’t worthy of any of this.
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