More Summoners [Thread; Closed]

[sinsmymaster.livejournal.com]

Characters: Seymour and Eiko
Progress: In-Progress
Summary: Summoner talk and a creepy dude
Location: Guadosalam
Date: early May
Warnings: Seymour being a creep



Seymour had been rather surprised to find himself back in Guadosalam, to say the least. The last thing he remembered, not that he'd told anyone as much yet, was being pulled in by Sin after his defeat on Mt. Gagazet. Yet, here he was, back in his home town, without any idea why or how... and yet his home town wasn't where it was supposed to be, he'd been given a communicator of sorts, and now knew he wasn't anywhere on Spira. Things were certainly strange.

So he'd been speaking with his fellow Guado. Several seemed to know what point in time it was and several seemed to have no concept or were claiming it was something different. Sighing to himself, Seymour turned and began to head back up to the very top. Perhaps a trip to the Farplane might help him gather his thoughts.

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[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

Eiko found this underground tree city absolutely fascinating, especially since she'd found out it was exactly how it was where it belonged too. She was vaguely curious about this 'Farplane' she'd heard of. Especially when she discovered its purpose. She might see Grandpa again, or maybe even her parents.

The Guado were a curious folk, half-person and half-tree by the looks of them. She took a shine to them immediately, even if they wanted to know if she was related to something called a Ronso. Why was everyone so surprised by her horn anyway?

She started down the path they'd pointed to her, but soon found that it morphed from the funny looking treetown appearance to the familiar root structure of Iifa. She thought for a moment that she'd taken a wrong turn, but there really was no where to do such. On her way, she encountered a strange looking Guado.

"Hello?"

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Seymour wasn't used to people being allowed to freely walk to the Farplane without his knowledge, but the sight of exactly who had just walked into him made those thoughts vanish. It was the girl he'd spoken with on the communicator. Hmm... She could be of some use to him.

"Ah, good day," he began in a very gentle and soothing voice. Goodness, she was small. "If I am not mistaken, I believe you are the one I was speaking with on the communicator not long ago. I am Maester Seymour Guado. This is Guadosalam, my home."

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

"Yes, we did!" Eiko leaped into the air once, utterly happy to have found one of her mystery acquaintances. She glanced down the path, then back to Seymour. "Have you been here before? This path leads down to the bottom of the tree." Maybe it was connected where he was from too.

[sinsmymaster.livejournal.com]

"The bottom of the tree?" Seymour asked curiously, attempting to be polite and courteous no matter who he was speaking with. "In Spira, this path leads to the Farplane. Do you perhaps know if it still exists here?" That earned a glance down the pathway. "Or shall I accompany you down to find out for ourselves?"

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"I'd like to find out." Eiko peered up at her new companion, trying to puzzle out why he looked different from the other Guado, few that there were around. "I haven't been down there for three years. When I did..." When she did, Mog was still with her and freaking out. "...there's a lot of life down there."

And with that, she started marching down the path to lead the way.

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Seymour followed at a calm pace, not at all in a hurry, interested as he was in finding out what had happened recently. "Three years is a long time to refrain from visiting. Have you simply been away for that long?"

He was as curious about her as she was about him, but he had to be careful about how he approached subjects. No one needed to know that he remembered and knew more than he let on. Not yet anyway. And if he had an ally in this child, all the better.

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

Eiko nodded once. "Yep. I live with my parents in Lindblum now." Realizing that didn't make much sense, she added, "Mother and Father adopted me, so I didn't have to stay in Madain Sari alone anymore." She hadn't been truly alone; the moogles all lived with her. But six was awfully young to be without another person around.

Still, even for such a young child, Eiko had a decent head on her shoulders. She had to after being the soul summoner left in her village for a year. It was a fact she took for granted, and she seemed oblivious that other people found her assertive nature surprising.

She marched up to what looked oddly like a single leaf attached to a large spiraling root. "Over here!" she insisted as she hopped on.

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At first, Seymour wasn't going to question it, but then the child clarified what she'd said, for which he was thankful. That made a little more sense. "How kind of them to do such a thing for you," he murmured, following her onto the leaf. It looked exceptionally strange to the maester, reminding him forcibly of the way to Bevelle's Cloister of Trials for some reason, but he didn't comment on that especially, choosing to be much less direct and much more careful with his words.

"Your world has many unique things about it. I assume this serves as a mode of transport?"

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

A pity Eiko had no knowledge of Bevelle, or she would have noticed the similarity herself. Iifa was unusual in that it was organic, while at the same time, semi-mechanical in the depths. Especially things like the leaf transport. She was pretty sure it had to do with Kuja and Garland and their attempt to assimilate Gaia, but the finer points totally eluded her.

There was no way she was going to get into that whole alien race trying to steal the souls of this world business with Seymour. Mostly because a lot of it was still over her head. "Yeah, this takes you down to the bottom. It's the only thing like it I've seen anywhere though." She peeked over the side, and sure enough, the green glow from far below was still visible. "We'll be at the bottom soon. Oh, but monsters might show up. There's a lot of Mist in the roots."

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It was just as well that she didn't. That would open up a world of opportunities and possibilities for Seymour that really didn't need to be addressed yet.

"Then I will simply have to do my duty to you and protect you while we are traveling. I am certain nothing shall harm you while you are in my care."

...Yet anyway, though no one really needed to know that.

The green light at the bottom intrigued him, though, and he looked closely down at it for a moment before it started to hurt his eyes, forcing him to focus his gaze elsewhere. "Can you tell me what gives it that green glow?"

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

Eiko concluded on the spot that Seymour was amazing. A true gentleman and protector.

"Well, Mog said it was life. I think it has to do with the life and death cycle, but it's definitely lots and lots of life." Not a very thorough explanation, but the best she could offer.

Once the leaf stopped moving, Eiko hopped off, and headed for the stairs. It was difficult to tell from that height, but they stood atop a multi-story harp with strings that glistened with something similar to the green that was off in the distance below the harp.

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Life, hm? That was interesting. A mental note was made to ask someone else about the life and death cycle here. "And who might this Mog be?" It was mostly an attempt to keep up the conversation, but he was curious at the same time.

Seymour glanced downward another time as they moved closer to the bottom, returning his gaze forward once they stopped moving and stepped off the platform. The whole thing was much different from the Farplane he'd been expecting and he had to wonder why. What had caused this sudden deviation? Where was the Farplane now if it had been replaced by something that was so obviously a part of Lady Eiko's world? These questions needed answers, and so he followed her still deeper.

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

Eiko's feet hit the ground and she was off, heading for the edge of the platform, talking as she went. "Mog was my best friend." That part was easy to explain. "She was a moogle with a gold pompom, and really small and timid, born on the same day as me. But she turned into an eidolon to protect me." Yeah, that was a good explanation.

With that, Eiko marched over to the edge of the platform and peered into the green glow far far below, where the was visibly coursing layers of light, almost like a moving stream, and hovering not too far above that, a flowery meadow surrounded by tall waterfalls. "WHOA! That wasn't here before!"

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Seymour couldn't help the soft chuckle that rumbled through his chest at the girl's enthusiasm, but he made no motion to catch up with her. He was in no hurry. The information she offered on Mog was filed away in his head for later examination when they weren't heading down into an abyss of green light.

Green light and what appeared to be the Farplane. Seymour's surprise was evident on his face when he finally reached her side. So, not only had Guadosalam been uprooted and brought here, but the Farplane itself as well. This posed a whole horde of questions that he was rather curious to answer.

"This is the Farplane," he told Eiko, indicating the flowery meadow and glancing around for a way down. "It is the sacred place of my people, and of Spira itself. I wonder if there is a path down to it? I would like to see if it is the same here as at home."

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

"This is the Farplane the Guado were talking about?" she asked him, curiously. Peering back into the abyss that seemed to go on forever only served to whet her curiosity more. "I think this is as far as the path goes and I don't see any stairs..."

The child summoner stopped short, when an image appeared before her: an elderly summoner with a horn like her own. "Grandfather?"

tact: he has none sometimes

[sinsmymaster.livejournal.com]

Seymour inclined his head, pausing only a moment before the figure appeared before her. Ah, so that was where the secret lay hidden.

"This is the essence of the Farplane, then, the part of it that we were able to access as living beings," he explained, indicating the figure before Eiko. "The dead depart to the Farplane once they have been summoned and then they can be called upon here by merely a thought. Of course, you must keep in mind that the chances the spirit will reply or give any sort of acknowledgment of your presence here is very slim. They are, after all, merely the memory of the departed. Nothing more."

And with that, Seymour backed away to the middle of the area lest he accidentally call upon his father. The last thing he really needed was to find out if a fayth could be called here, one he wasn't sure existed here, or to have his father appear. Either might bring up questions he didn't want to answer.

Same with her~

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

Fortunately for Seymour, Eiko had a good grasp on what death was about. It was the unfortunate result of her being the last living summoner in Madain Sari. But for the child's companion, it spared him from teary hysterics or a uncomfortable explanation of what death was. Eiko knew first hand.

And while the child was very interested at seeing her Grandfather again, she wasn't as enthusiastic as one might have expected. She'd prayed to all her ancestors at the Eidolon Wall on a daily basis. She'd not been there in three years, but she kept a little shrine in her room in Lindblum. So she felt connected to him, even without the visual. She was more interested in seeing her parents and what they looked like since she couldn't remember. But that was the crux of the problem, she couldn't remember, and Seymour had just told her that the image was a memory.

Walking away from the edge, Eiko approached Seymour again. "It's very interesting. But... if it's sacred to your world, what's it doing here?"

least they get along well XD

[sinsmymaster.livejournal.com]

Either of the other scenarios would have been all right with Seymour. After all, he didn't really care about calming a child or what might happen otherwise. His only concern was with the farplane and what was going on with it.

"As to that," he replied, avoiding calling up anyone by not straying nearer the edge than he had to, "I do not know. I can only speculate that it was pulled here in the same manner as Guadosalam, but what that manner is, I do not know." He spared one last glance toward the waterfall and meadow before turning back to the entrance. "Is there anything else you would like to see or show me? My errand here is done."

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

"Nope! I'm good! I was curious what this Farplane thing was like." Her little head bobbed in a nod and she smiled up at Seymour. But before she turned to go back up the stairs, she paused and added soberly, "I hope your Spira is okay without your sacred place."

[sinsmymaster.livejournal.com]

"I can only hope the order of Yevon will not collapse without it," Seymour murmured as he turned to lead the child back up the way they'd come. She really was a cute little thing and he'd have to keep her name in mind in case he needed anything else. She had a wealth of knowledge, even if she wasn't the best at verbalizing it yet.

Still, she could prove useful in the future and that was what made Seymour file her name away in his mind.

"Shall we?"

[lastsummoner.livejournal.com]

"Sure!" And just like that, Eiko fell in beside Seymour, just as eager to return as she'd been to come down in the first place.