#thefallenronin

It was a world they'd never been to before. That was what scouting was all about, though, wasn't it? Though this had proven itself to be a rather fruitless scouting mission, since as far as Sora could tell the heartless were nowhere to be found.

He wished it went this way more often.

He might as well move on now. With no heartless alone there was little point in staying, since he was forbidden from interfering any more than necessary. Sora was just about to do exactly that, when he noticed something else worth staying for. A familiar face.

The young warrior sat silently by the campfire that had been made hours ago. His eyes studied the last of the dwindling flames as his comrades slept peacefully. The weight of this pilgrimage had been on his shoulders for so long. Jecht might have joined the two, but Auron had been around for Braska since day one. He's known since he agreed to this pilgrimage what would happen to Braska at the end. And that's why tonight, right outside of Zanarkand, the boy began to have doubts.

          “Auron!”

     Without answering the older man, the athlete bolted over, nearly tackling him in a firm hug. Though the two haven’t always seen eye to eye, Tidus had missed his caretaker a great deal and made it quite clear in his affections.

My doppelganger...Dressed up as...A reindeer. Oh, Yevon.

I haven't talked with Kuja in a while.

He has just reappeared- I suppose I should've greeted him.

The young man with a heart too big for his own good.

The knight who's split between dark and light.

Sir Auron. That outfit does suit you so well.

Oh, the son of Jecht. Still around.

...I wonder where she is.

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