Theo skips sleep pretty often, so when he does actually sleep he tends to sleep for a while. Kaede will probably wake up before he does.
And outside there is a squat fiend with two jaws and tongues and huge hands holding a yellow chicken, large enough to be ridden—presumably a chocobo—who kicks the and manages to run away. Go chocobo!
The others already have their weapons at the ready.
"If it looks like the outside world is moving slowly to me – or if it looks black, depending on the dilation and how it interacts – I should just be able to change my body's shape to get progressively further out of it. Plus it might just mean I can put it in a box more quickly."
"I mean, if I honestly expected you would rather not know – which I'm inclined to think is not going to be the case – then I probably wouldn't tell you, but I expect you'll want to know." Shrug. "If there would somehow be magical repercussions to me telling you and I don't think they'll be offset by the benefit from you knowing, I probably won't, but I expect I will."
She points at the Highroad Northern Gate, where a caravan seems to be stopped, blocking the way.
"See you."
North of the Highroad is the Mushroom Rock: a large expanse of dull flat rocks supported by thin pillars with lots of spaces between them, almost like an overlarge anthill. There are some Crusaders to be seen guarding the way along the rock road to the southern shore.
If he goes that way and doesn't actually speak to any of them, just sort of flaps about with his wings, does anyone talk to him…?
He's curious and surveying, not actively interrupting. (Plus that guy didn't give him much information and this feels like the sort of thing that will go horribly wrong, though at least these people hopefully know something about technology.)
Yep! It's not a long trek, though it's long enough for more fiends to appear, and eventually they reach the lift up to HQ, where two Crusaders seem to be arguing with each other about whether the younger one is allowed to fight.
"Orders are orders. To your post, Crusader," says the redhead. The younger one runs past the party and up the lift, and the redhead notices them. "They let you through, huh? And who's this?" he asks, looking at Theo.
Up the lift to the top of the mushroom rocks where HQ is, there are several Al Bhed fussing around with the machina and making sure everything's ready.
"Oh! Yes, you should talk to the engineers at the laser." He gestures out towards the shore, where a twenty-metre-tall pointy thing can be discerned.
"What do you need to get the machina finished? If you need bits of metal reshaped I can do that, if you need them melted or solidified quicker I can do that, if you need me to turn it from whatever metal it is into some other metal so it's stronger I can do that, if you need me to cool down the surrounding area or something I can also do that."
"Depends on what energy it uses!" responds Theo. "If it uses steam power then I can help heat up some water, if it uses electricity then– you're probably out of luck on that one if you need me to send it in some specific voltage or charge a battery directly or something."
"Not having heard of Sin sounds great," she says vehemently.
They reach a tent near the machina where a chief engineer is giving people orders and receiving reports. The woman informs him of this and explains to him what Theo can do, and he takes Theo to see the battery. It is very old but restored and seems to be completely unlike anything he's ever seen.
He'll have a look at them! He has a decent high-school-plus-a-bit level of education in chemistry and physics and a passing acquaintance with how lots of this stuff works from general summons where they didn't require the angel to be perfectly knowledgeable about such things.
Is it more comprehensible to him?
He knows some about transistors because he has looked into computers a bit before, and he knows bits and pieces about quantum physics, so he can probably pick up bits of it… but unfortunately he does not understand it all.
He tells the engineers what he can, anyway, and hopes they will be sensible with the knowledge.
Yay, bait is… prepped or whatever.
"Did you get any information about how long they expect it to take Sin to attack? … Or why they expect it to attack only now-onwards and not at some inconvenient point before, or was that just a hope? It was probably a hope, wasn't it."
Nope!
There seems to be a black rippling forcefield enveloping its body; through it he can see some nonmagical things that ended up sticking to its carapace. Maybe he can affect those?
If he finds the time, of course. The Al Bhed start firing cannons at it, and small waterborne crustacean fiends start dropping from its skin as the shots find their target. The Crusaders charge into the water to fight these fiends, and the giant Al Bhed laser starts visibly charging.
He tries to change some of the nonmagical things attached. What does it do if he ramps up the temperature, as quickly as he can, on some of those nonmagical things?
(He can't do it ridiculously quickly, but he can do it reasonably so – it takes a couple of seconds to get water to boiling in kitchen quantities.)
—and it shoots some of its forcefield out towards the people fighting finds in the water, turning them to dust.
(None of that works, no.)
Well that is fucking awful and kinda the only way he has to damage it, he thinks. He doesn't really have any way to protect people from the weird dust forcefield, only he is indestructible and he doesn't have a convenient way to extend it to others.
Time to try brute force with his indestructibility, perhaps.
He flies towards it.
Theo can make quite a sharp blade. He is not averse to making a sharp blade that is attached to him and technically part of him and therefore less breakable.
So he gets close, his tiny self with his very low volume and his very sharp blades that are indestructible, intending to start carving a small hole through Sin in case this distracts it.
Theo can go through the forcefield. His clothes can't. It feels like electricity and fire and hurt and it damages him exactly to the extent he can be damaged.
When he makes contact, he causes more damage than Sin has ever suffered at the hands of anything other than aeons. Inasmuch as it can react, it does, by turning its body slightly towards Theo and trying to swat him away with one of its huge fins.
He grits his teeth as he goes through the forcefield, and he is unfortunately able to be swatted. He tries to damage the fin as he is so, then goes quite a distance quite dazed but not going unconscious and trying to get himself under control and then he will be on his way back.
He makes the blade bigger. It doesn't need to be particularly heavy if it's really sharp and indestructible, though he doesn't make it too low density because he wants to still have momentum.
It can get really sharp, when indestructible.
Again, he can't screw with his velocity directly, though he can – once less dazed – try to screw around with his environment to speed up his recovery.
It is really painful getting swatted, but he's on his way back because at least he has a limit to how damaged he can get here, and he's apparently getting a reaction.
Even with the really sharp blade? It is really sharp, he can keep making it sharper, he does keep making it sharper to counteract wear and tear because despite his indestructibility it is not totally invulnerable and can be weakened; he is actively changing it and maintaining the edge as he cuts.
The black forcefield is apparently doing something other than just "being durable" because no matter how sharp he makes the blade it has the same resistance.
Sin generates a purple sphere of energy in front of its "mouth" and shoots an energy beam towards the big (the meaning of the word 'huge' will probably never be the same for Theo again) Sinspawn in the cage, turning it and its cage to dust. Then it starts actually turning away.
Theo manages to cut through the forcefield at the same time the Al Bhed machina finishes charging, so now the monster is being hurt on two different fronts.
He keeps going, trying to force his own way through the forcefield if he can, too – if he can grab onto it, if he can slice a hole and it doesn't just reappear, if he can insert himself in the way then hopefully it won't be able to regenerate and he'll be able to cut even more of it.
He's past the forcefield and digging his way in so he's not totally in the path of the water. It might be, but he has a hold on Sin with his blades and is digging in.
Plus he can crouch in, make himself flatter against Sin and hold on better, being annoyingly indestructible and getting out of the path of the water resistance.
It's the first thing he notices. The inside of Sin contains the sky. Clouds, beautiful clouds, blue skies, and pyreflies, flying in all directions.
The inside is definitely bigger than the outside.
… He's really not used to this magic system yet.
Is there anything like civilization? Presumably there is a ground. Is he somehow back outside Sin just a bit displaced, does the sky have a sun, is it raining anywhere in sight, can he still see walls or have they disappeared, what.
There isn't anything like a sun—just a vague glow present everywhere, possibly coming from the pyreflies. There is not a ground anywhere that he can see, but the clouds are occluding enough that that doesn't mean much—there is a carpet of them extending in all directions below him.
Behind him, there is a glowing ball of light, marking the exact spot through which he came. It's not embedded on anything, certainly nothing like a wall, and in fact walls don't seem to be present at all, either.
He thinks, at the risk of getting himself trapped in here for a while, that he will leave this hole.
He will, however, try to create something to place around the weird ball, and to place through it, in case this means it won't disappear. Something red, and green, and why not chartreuse, let's make it hopefully searingly bright and also glow-in-the-dark in places so he won't lose it if all the lights go out.
Can he attach stuff to the ball? He really hopes he can.
He can poke something through it and presumably get back to where he was going through Sin, right? So he can spend time digging another route through and hopefully get another hole in midair somewhere else nearby and then thread something through it.
Or does this not work for some reason?
He looks around himself at the distance he'd have to traverse to cover this whole space – that is, he cannot see walls and walls don't seem to be around for where Sin's edge is – and decides it is ridiculous.
He'll fly upwards a bit, keeping track of where he came in, and try looking for– well, anything that is not clouds or pyreflies or produced by him.
… He might be better off trying to go back and report this information rather than getting lost for potentially a century or something stupid like that.
The cloud beneath him, though, being all carpety and whatever. He's gonna check that first, move back over to his original spot with the glowing 'ball' of 'light', then go downwards from there through and into the cloud.
So he's just going to make a balloon here. From the air. Very red. Have it a good density so it can probably float for a while. Then one over there. And a third over here.
The ruins aren't too far but he wants to know what direction he should go in. This solution should be better than losing track of here totally. Probably.
Then he sets off for the temple.
It is very solid!
And there's a man standing there, now, with his arms folded and his back to Theo. He wasn't there a second ago, but he didn't really appear. It's more like he'd always been there, but Theo hadn't noticed. The man is shirtless and barefoot, and his stance fails to hide the armour covering his left arm.
"Probably," he admits, "but you could find him." He gestures at Theo's wings. "I tried to leave him with a friend and a friend's kid, but this thing's hard to steer. Now, I wasn't the best of fathers, I know that, but I really cared for him. Guess I just didn't know how to show it."
He looks up at the sky and closes his eyes, putting both hands behind his head. "I washed up in Spira ten years ago. Don't know how. Was training in the sea, maybe got a bit too far, the waves took me. Next thing I knew I was in Bevelle. Then I met Braska and Auron." He smiles a little. "We were a mess. A drunkard, a renegade ex-Crusader, and a summoner who'd married an Al Bhed." He sighs, then looks at Theo again. "We reached Zanarkand. Thought we were gonna get this juiced up aeon, right? Some super powerful fayth. But there's no fayth, there. There's Lady Yunalesca, and she told us she'd turn one of us—Auron or me—into the Final Aeon."
There aren't very many people. And the city is definitely... different... from what one would expect of a Spiran city. It's got lots of lights and machina everywhere, some gigantic arcs of water arcing around the city. Water seems to be a big theme, here, and even though there aren't a lot of people on the streets there are bars and clubs and restaurants and other entertainment venues going strong.
Hm. Unfortunately he does not have any cash on him right now, because all his money got burnt and shredded when he lost his clothes – which he replaced before he got here, he's not gonna test the public nudity laws – and so his first idea of seeing if the currency is the same and then paying someone for their time is probably not going to work.
Are there travel bureaus? He's guessing not, but it sure would be convenient.
"And I don't know why you would be anyway? You seem to be functioning just like the other people I met, it's not something about this whole world or something." He shrugs. "Is there anything you need me to conjure, then, because I can probably do it – kinda slowly – if I know what I'm conjuring."
He'd rather do a variety to keep them stocked for a while, instead of just flooding them with just one type, if possible. But he's not going to be providing them with super huge quantities because he's relatively – in comparison to a demon – limited in how quickly he can produce the stuff and also he has other things to do.
But they can get quite a lot.
He waves back. Such polite people, didn't even collectively try to shoot him with their totally understandable automated fiend defenses.
It should be approximately morning by now! Are there any markets? Any technology around that he might possibly be able to buy with his new money?
He's not sure how expensive drugs are here. He hopes he has enough for some things, and he supposes he can always trade for more if he needs it.
… Do they have anything on display, though? He's not super sure what tech level they're from and he's assuming they don't have weapons, but do they have general purpose computing or perhaps defenses of some kind or – even phones, like, they lacked, totally, long-distance communication. Walkie-talkies more like, since, lack of cell towers, but still.
...of course they have weapons, what kind of barbarians does he think they are?
They have computers of a sort, perhaps not as advanced as those Theo is used to, but they also have pretty good AI. And yes, they have phones, what in Zanarkand are cell phone towers and why would you need them to call people?
Cell phone towers are used for if your phones have to be able to function over rather long distances, but they apparently don't have these here. The pretty good AI sounds interesting, and he's curious what the range is on the phones if they have tested that, and also– never mind, he was sort of assuming weird things, can he buy weapons or does he need some sort of permit?
He's assuming that's to mean they haven't probed the actual boundaries, they've just ensured they work well enough for their purposes. Which works, that's fine.
Okay, well, he'd like a couple of phones – maybe a few if they're not too bulky – and a computer with the good AI if he can get all that with his money. Then if they could direct him to where he could get a permit or information for what he needs for a permit, that'd be wonderful.
So they continue to not be materially scarce, okay, got it.
Anyone know about things like drugs where there might be supply and demand? Not recreational ones, please – valid choices like selling to hospitals, that sort of thing. He can make things if he can picture them. Not technology. If people have blueprints and want buildings – he's assuming not, since there's no construction – or if people want him to help them sculpt something with more ease or something like that, he can do that?
He's personally not a fan of them. In societies less– material-scarcity than this, they often result in people getting addicted and/or abusing them. He'd rather use that as a fallback if they're really sure there are no other things, and he's pretty sure there are other things he could do, seeing as how he was able to help the hospital.
They have a much larger range of recreational drugs than Theo is used to, including lots of versions of drugs he knows sans terrible side effects like "it is possible you will die randomly when you use it for the first time" or "this will slowly destroy your airways."
The authorities are as baffled as the general citizenry by his reticence to provide recreational drugs.
… He's not sure he can actually verify that these drugs are as described without side effects, so he thinks he'd like to stay away from them for now. Let's just say he has a history with them being of much lower quality and with horrible side effects and he is not sure how to confirm these are of higher quality, plus he does not consider them anywhere near immediately necessary unlike the drugs for the hospital.
Are the weapons within his budget, assuming he gets a license, or should he try to sort out some other way of making money before he sets himself too much on that path?
Anyone he talks to is very bewildered by his stance towards recreational drugs but yes he can go sell exclusively non-recreational drugs for the hospital if he's so strongly against people having fun.
He will not get a licence today, it will take a few weeks, there are hundreds of thousands of people in Zanarkand.
Oh. Lots of people. Fun.
Doesn't matter too much, then, he'll probably just leave here soon-ish and hope he's able to return when he next tries.
Does it seem like he'll be able to get anything useful out of here in the next day or two, if he tries to find some sort of job? Is it plausible he'd get enough money to buy the AI…?
He is nnnot particularly artistic, unfortunately, and is probably unlikely to remember any statues or anything in sufficient detail to get them looking pretty.
This is… extremely annoying. It feels like such a pathetic failure to be unable to produce artwork that could get him something that could end up being useful against Sin. Especially when he has a whole other world to cheat from by using stuff from there.
He can do some pretty necklaces? With some designs and patterns on them? But he really doubts they're 'pretty' and 'original' and he feels like he is failing to be a 'proper' angel here, ugh.
They will still pay him for his drugs, though (is he sure he doesn't want to do recreational? like, why, what does he have against harmless fun?), and some people suggest there might be some artists who would pay him to save them the time needed to actually put the image in their mind's eye to reality (kinda hard to do when apparently literally everything in Zanarkand other than the water and the air are magical).
Someone makes a pass at him, mentioning he's pretty (and exotic) enough to do sex work.
He likes a lot of things! He hasn't seen a whole lot of the local architecture in-depth, though, and he doesn't know much about the history of the place, so if they want to go walk through a park or look at some pretty buildings – probably not a museum, but maybe a museum – that could be fun…
There are places for this! Brothels of several kinds, and phone or their equivalent of email lists and their equivalent of websites where people can browse stuff and look for people who satisfy their interests, and more amateurish shows, and lots of places can inform him of the intricacies of each kind, and what contracts he has to sign, and stuff about consent, and all that.
Well, he'd like to gather information on everything first, that sounds like a useful first step especially seeing as he's in a foreign culture. If there's nothing supremely shocking in any of that he will look into… probably one of the sites, if it looks like he might get responses relatively quickly, or alternatively one of the brothels.
Zanarkand continues to be implausibly utopic for a city that has managed to spend who-knows-how-long without contacting the rest of the world. Brothels in general require him to sign a contract that defines "consent" pretty thoroughly and takes responsibility for any customers that might break these definitions, and receives a fixed percentage of everything the worker might earn. There are some more specialised brothels for specific kinks, and those have extra clauses where needed in the contract. Customers also have to sign a similar contract before engaging, and this is treated casually enough that one could infer it's already very deeply seeped into general culture. Similar arrangements exist for other forms of sex work and work-that-is-not-technically-sex-work-but-is-somewhat-related such as stripping.
Oh, that's nice. He looks for one of the, uh, nicer ones, seeing as there is apparently demand. He's interested in this idea, especially if it seems like it could net him some money.
Perhaps he'd make more by producing recreational drugs. Perhaps he will at some point. He's still not super sure about that idea.
He will take breaks, of course, but he doesn't have to sleep and he doesn't really need to eat and he's quite able to go for a while and will try to charge some amount that doesn't make people choose 'no' while still being probably quite a bit above market price, so he will in fact have the money in a couple of days, ish.
Could he get the very simple AI system, then? He's assuming it'd be quite a bit more to get a less-simple AI system and he's not sure if he could come back to get it upgraded nor how much he should be treating it with personhood (he's assuming not much or at all but he'd like to check?) so he would like to find out more if possible.
Well that's nice. He'd like one for projectile tracking, then, and if there are standard add-ons or something he's curious if he can get an upgrade from that and how much it'd cost. If it's a custom order thing, that's fine, projectile tracking and/or combat prediction, whatever is in his price range, would be nice.
He doesn't, actually? He wants something that might be of use in a low-tech battle against a huge sort-of-a-fiend that's terrorizing a nearby continent they have probably not heard of and 'projectile tracking' and 'combat prediction' came to his mind as the main ways he could do that, or alternatively by getting weapons, but he needs a permit for the weapons.
He hasn't watched all that many shows about battles or war or anything and he's never been in one, so he doesn't actually know what sorts of things are required. He's hoping he can come back later but he's not sure.
Ranged attacks, but this one apparently specializes in gravity wells? It's quite thick, it seems to be able to do a relatively strong skin-tight forcefield or alternatively a larger one that just vaporizes things.
It's really big. It is, for some reason, bigger on the inside, and it targets places on the continent that have and use technology.
… He's pretty sure it did in fact come to Zanarkand, at least once? Not as often as he would expect, seeing as how technological this place is, but, someone he knows remembers being from here and was in fact attacked by it here? The someone he knows being called Tidus, apparently quite a good Blitzball player, son of Jecht?
He can give details on how large it is, he's relatively good at eyeballing sizes, and he can give a low-bound estimate for the range based on what he saw, but he doesn't really have much information on the gravity wells.
Nope. They've never heard of a Tidus or a Jecht who play Blitzball, were they maybe from some small team?
Anyway it doesn't sound like an AI is gonna cut it, here, unless it's one of the military-grade ones meant to deal with fiends, juiced up. It'd need to be custom-built. It'd be very expensive. People would be very excited to work on this.
(Also Zanarkand's currency happens to be the same as Spiran currency, who'da thunk.)
(Ugh. That just makes it even worse that he lost his money in the stupid forcefield. He doesn't really want to counterfeit to get it back because he expects they have measures against that.)
Unfortunately he does not think he has enough money. He is pretty sure Tidus was not from a small Blitzball team, he seemed quite good and was quite proud of himself, but he supposes that is not exactly perfect evidence so if he's not been heard of, Theo supposes Tidus was not as well-known a player as he suggested.
It would! They haven't by any chance noticed any weird discrepancies with local maps or missing chunks of land where people expected there to be some land, have there? He's not quite sure how local magic works but is 'making a whole population forget about a chunk of land and people' doable, d'you think?
He'll buy the one and look around for anything else that could be useful. Magic clothing or something he could hand out to someone, something defensive? If it can absorb damage of some kind or helps with movement speed or something, that'd be neat. It'd be cool if he could get some adapted for his wings, too, but he's not sure he is going to get any. He wants to find out if it's doable anyway.
Well, if it'd take him a few weeks to get weapons, separately from all these other things, he probably will not wait here for very long, especially since he'd need to take the training courses on using the weapon, probably, not just pass some quick test.
He thinks he will go back. He thanks the person for their input and the purchase, anyway.
Unfortunately so.
He might slow down a bit and sort-of wait for sunrise. He didn't notice the temperature being extremely different, only slightly colder, in magic-Zanarkand in comparison to Spira, so he's probably going in the right direction by going probably-south, but he's not going to be able to see things if they're at the edge of his line of sight and he doesn't want to overshoot.
There are cool ruins and a lot of fog above a certain height. Like, so much fog. Almost certainly magical fog.
The mountains have various earth bridges connecting one another, in ways that would be quite impossible under normal circumstances and yet look very natural. There is in fact a path from Zanarkand and up the mountains, probably what summoners follow on their pilgrimage.
There is something that's recognisably stone steps going down into the deeper parts of the cave, and glowing rock ensures it's not pitch black. The rock bridges continue down into it, and there are very clear pools at the bottom of the caves. Some bits of ruins and old writing are scattered here and there, and pyreflies float around the place not-quite-as-thickly as in Zanarkand.
Fiends!
Well. One fiend. One rather large, pink, doglike, horned fiend. It's quite interesting how Theo completely managed to miss its presence.
At least that means he's not on fire, even if he expects there's going to be some water fiend around him.
Away, he goes, to the surface, and then he tries to find something if it's bright enough for him to see anything.
Unless he gets electrocuted by some massive jellyfish first or something equally stupid.
(He is pissed about his clothes, fuck's sake, and he wanted those things he'd bought.)
He goes that way! He goes that way until he gets far enough away from the creature that he can think instead of being pained and in flight mode and then looks for somewhere he can bury himself in the ground for a reprieve or some ceiling he can slowly destroy as he moves himself upwards.
The creature follows, but not too quickly. It is joined by two other similar ones, and before Theo can put too much space between himself and them, a flying horned barracuda emerges from the water going much more quickly than the weird magical things, followed by a school of magic piranha.
He can heal himself up and then he can put some metal around him and you know what he thinks clothing that covers him properly would be nice so he'll just get some thicker clothing like – how about a hazmat suit, he doesn't know precisely how they work but he knows the material and can get most of it.
The pollen can be carefully removed. He can seal off parts of the suit and expel it and recreate it.
Stupid plant thing.
He rearranges the hazmat suit to attach to his skin around where his wings do and then uncovers them so he can actually fly and continues on his way.
Except for the fact he would have had to backtrack a bunch through the cave. Because something would have bitten him or trapped him or somehow impeded his movement and he's able to fly quite quickly and much more peacefully over-and-around the stupid cave instead.
He wonders if it's man-made, an intentional trial. Maybe he was told sometime. He doesn't recall.
Theo might try using some more dangerous chemicals – he's heard fluorine is disgusting and there are various compounds that make it worse – but he is not that desperate to get rid of it and also kill off the local wildlife so he currently opts not to.
Hopefully the local area can deal with alkali. Hopefully not too much is dropping on it. Okay, well, it's probably gonna end up killing the local area anyway, but at least it won't set it on fire, whatever.
Does anything happen if he tries waving at them other than more tingling.
He might go try talking to the statues or something. Since, possibly fayths. Or something. He really doesn't know enough about everything, he arrived like five days ago and only had two of those with people who knew stuff.
"Peace, friends," says a bald man in green robes emerging from a tent. The Crusaders raise their weapons, looking between the man and Theo. "Well met," he says. "I am Father Zuke."
Perhaps! Oh that one was very close. Like, ten metres away close.
And there's a floating triangular mask making its way towards him now.
Not shot at, no.
Inside the tree there is, in fact, a village. Houses are carved from the trunk and wooden bridges and ramps connect the various levels where people live and work. There are a few individuals here and there in small groups or alone. Their features are somewhat elvish, with pointed ears and faces, bright coloured hair—blue, green, canary yellow—and eyes, and very long hands ending in claws. Quite similar to Maester Seymour and his bodyguards, actually.
Must be Guadosalam.
There are houses! And stores! And an inn! And a palace! And a door into the tree trunk that supposedly leads to the Farplane!
Theo is curious about the palace… but decides he's gonna go find out more about how the Farplane works, if he can be like 'I'm a magical thing from really far away is there any chance anybody knows a lot about something really important that I should know'.
He got some sort of explanation before, he knows people sometimes visit loved ones? He's not sure if that's a requirement, though. (Maybe he'll get weird spam. He's not sure. Might as well try.)
He goes through the door in the tree trunk.
He tries for Lady Yunalesca first, because she might know something and also that's a name he knows and she might be here even if her spirit is apparently terrorizing Zanarkand depending on how things work and he has no idea about any of this system and is pretty sure he's forgotten things, so, he'll just have to cope.
That is fortunate. (Unless they're unsent. Which they probably aren't. Except he's not sure of that. But if they were, they wouldn't be here, would they?)
He leaves, then proceeds towards the entrance of the tree. Waves goodbye if any of the people indicate a desire to goodbye him and then flies off in the direction of the Moonflow.
Kaede raises a finger. "Nah. He has a point. How about we all go to Guadosalam and figure out why exactly my cousin decided kidnapping me was a swell idea on the way, and perhaps she can explain why Al Bhed have been kidnapping other summoners." To Theo: "A few people have told us that summoners are vanishing mysteriously in the middle of their pilgrimage and this would explain a lot."
"Okay, well that sounds ominous." Frown. "So, an unsent Yunalesca disappears a guardian when you get into Zanarkand, Sin has one of these at its control point who has been mind-controlled in unspecified ways, and I am not to tell you about a thing that seems quite ominous but I have a feeling you'll be at least somewhat reasonable about it."
"I did," he agrees. "Is there a way to somehow – I don't know, do you have pocket dimensions that can be attached to from multiple locations? Because if the entrance could break if there's hazardous environment, but you have a backup entrance somewhere, that could keep stuff safe and be relatively fail-safe?"
Yup! They are led to a somewhat wide wood bridge that's unique in that it doesn't have any bark houses or structures surrounding it nor anything of interest on it. It's just an unusually wide passage.
Kaede sits on the... floor... and looks at Theo and Rikku. "So, who wants to start?"
"The fayth of the Final Summoning," Auron explains. "The power that links summoner and fayth, powering the aeon, is a deep desire to defeat Sin and give everyone hope. That power is not enough to actually defeat Sin, and the bond between friends, lovers, siblings, a summoner and their guardian, only that can create an aeon powerful enough to temporarily defeat Sin." Pause. "And then become Sin."
"After I left other-Zanarkand, I flew along for ages because it turns out it's inconveniently far away, found this-Zanarkand, went through the Cave Of Terrors or whatever it is, and then the other side of that basically was a collection of statues lit up weirdly in blue and a spring and some hovering water."
And Tromell returns, this time coming from a door on the other side of the room.
"Truly it is good to have guests again. Since Lord Jyscal passed away, these halls have been too quiet. But now a new leader, Lord Seymour, has come before us. Lord Seymour is the child of a Guado and a human. He will be the tie that binds our two races together. But that is not all, I think. Lord Seymour... He will surely become the shining star that lights the way for all the peoples of Spira."
"Indeed," he says, and another gestures shift the scene to a bedroom, where a woman sits on her bed.
"She was the first person to defeat Sin and save the world from its ravages. However, Lady Yunalesca did not save the world alone. To defeat the undefeatable Sin... it took an unbreakable bond of love—of the kind that binds two hearts for eternity." And as he says this, a man walks into the room. Lady Yunalesca stands up and embraces him.
"Nah," he says, and a floating woman with dark hair appears. "Not like it matters. She can't respond, can she? You can't," he directs that part to her. "Can you?" No response. "I'm not even sure in what sense I could say this is her and not just some image except she wouldn't be here if she weren't dead."
Kaede sets the sphere down and starts playing it. A ghostly image of the same elderly guado they saw attempting to leave the Farplane, one of the many pictures adorning Seymour's palace, appears. "What I am about to tell you is the unclouded truth. I swear it on my honour as a guado. Listen to me very carefully, for I shall tell you the truth about my son, Seymour. His mind is closed even to me, a maester of Yevon. But I can feel flames of darkness burning in his heart. He is using Yevon, the guado, and even the summoners. If he is not stopped, he will surely bring destruction and chaos to Spira. I will leave this world soon, killed by my own son. But I do not fault him. Because I was not wise enough, he has suffered, and become twisted. I could not protect him and his mother from the world and its cruelty. I will accept death as punishment for my deeds. But whoever is watching this... I implore you to stop Seymour! Stop my son."
"– Okay, but, why would he be evil and what evil is he enacting and, I mean, the guado must have had some sort of reason to do this but… I feel like someone just randomly accused someone in the street of being a murderer for no particular reason and I don't know what to do about it?"
"Someone who was sent... cannot return, like that, unless they have unresolved matters. They need a very strong emotion, something to pull them back to this world, and they are barely more than that emotion when that happens. It is... hard to conceive that he could have lied... but also hard to conceive that Maester Seymour would have done such a thing."
"We have this sphere and basically no other evidence than what people know about unsent and returned. Accusing him will serve literally no one, and I'm more worried about him 'bringing chaos and destruction to Spira' than anything." Pause. "Wait he did just heavily imply he knew about guardians becoming the Final Aeon, right?"
"Maester Kelk Ronso, Minister of Civil Affairs; Maester Wen Kinoc, Minister of Military Affairs, head of the Warrior Monks and overseer of the Crusaders; and Grand Maester Yo Mika, leader of all the peoples of Spira. Maester Seymour is the Minister of Temple Affairs, who maintains the temples' rituals and teachings and oversees the summoners."
"I feel like that plan is relying on quite a lot." Pause. "Plus I have no idea if Seymour – if he's actually trying to do this – is just going to accept that Kaede said no. I mean, I don't know how he'd get around that, but I expect he might try if he's aiming for destruction?"