You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly

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Characters: Laguna, Balthier, and Sephiroth
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Memoria Tiemz
Location: Memoria
Date: February 1804
Warnings: Cuteness?



Laguna blinked as looked across the field. Hadn't he just... been somewhere else before? Huh, he couldn't remember. Laguna stuffed his hands into his pocket and blinked when he felt something cold and round. He pulled it out. A ring!

That's right! He was going to give this to Raine. A matching ring was already on his ring finger, all he needed to do was wait for Raine.

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Laguna gave a startled yelp when he was suddenly pulled away and brought to an area of the cannon that was away from Sephiroth's large sword. He didn't catch what Balthier meant about "that thing" but it was an amazing display of swordsmanship to watch, even if he had no idea what the general was fighting.

Once it finally seemed over, Laguna tentatively stepped out from where he and Balthier had been hiding. "...what was that?" He asked. "That was incredible!"

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Balthier shook his head, sighing as he did. This was absolutely insane. Their lives were in danger now.

Anger was bubbling inside him but Balthier soon lost that anger when the skies were suddenly concealed by old stone walls and a certain Sun Cryst shimmered over at the back wall, glowing and swirling, just swelling with power. His eyes saddened slightly, for the briefest of seconds. "The Pharos at Ridorana," he murmured, almost too quietly. Taking a slow shaking breath, he looked towards Sephiroth and Laguna for a moment but soon found himself distracted by the sudden roaring of the Cryst.

It was about to explode.

Balthier's eyes fell upon Cid, brought to his knees in front of them all. Jogging towards him, the very imposing figure of an Occuria blocked his path. "Let him by, Venat. It is done." Cid stood, though his injuries, particularly bullet wounds, were far too much to contend with. "Ah, how I have enjoyed these six years."

"The pleasure was all mine," Venat hissed, vanishing from sight.

His eyes saddened and Balthier watched the man. "Was there no other way?" His voice shook with a lack of the confidence he usually oozed. He was a frightened child about to lose his father a second time.


Dr. Cid shook his head with a sigh, the nethecite inside him ebbing and glowing, the man slowly fading. "Spend your pity elsewhere... I... was blinded by power. I did not deserve to be a father." He sighed, wincing in pain as a hand found the worst wound. "You were never a bad son... if only a little too spirited for your own good."

Balthier gave a sad laugh, stepping closer, his eyes tracing Cid's pain stricken face. "You weren't a bad father at first. The stones took you from me; no child can run away from a parent they don't have."

Cid gave a bitter laugh. "Right you are, my Ffamran." Balthier trembled, covering his mouth with his ringed fingers to choke down a small sound of anguish. "If you are so set on running, hadn't you best be off? Fool of a pirate."

As Cid vanished, Balthier closed his eyes with a shaking breath, only to hear Penelo call out the name of his partner. Turning, he saw nothing. No Fran, no Penelo. Just... those two.

It wasn't real...

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Sephiroth watched as Balthier moved through his apparently memory, arms shifting to cross over his chest as he realized likely what the memory was about or at least whom Balthier was interacting with. Once it was over, he looked over back toward Balthier and away from the roaring glowing stone.

"Are you alright?"