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The door to the small house slammed shut behind her and, without stopping to see if Celes haf gone somewhere or was asleep she ran straght up to her room and praticully slung herself on her bed. She lay looking up at the ceiling, door swung open for anyone to see. She was, clear as day upset. Why?
Memories-or lack of them in this case.
Going into town to ply her art trade today had a pretty big drawback. A family commisioned her. A girl around her age and her parents. Drawing each of them, together and happy as a family... Each one smiling and enjoying the day together... It reminded her-she never had that. She never knew her parents. They were gone, both of them when she was still small. They were gone and now she had been torn from the closest thing she did have to a parent to. Why did she get in that stupid argument with Strago? Now... She didn't have any at all. Her parents... It was hard to even invision their faces, assuming she even remebred right.
It wasn't fair!
What did she do? Was she a bad child? Was that why? She was the reason the fire started in Thamasa. The reason a lot of trouble started...
"Is that why they had to go away? I can hardly even see them..."
She didn't know. All she knew is what she saw. Messing things up could be an art to, though not one she really liked the idea of. Their faces were a blur to her, if they were even accuratr to begin with. For so long she had tried to put it aside and just have fun, do her art and live. She continued to do that here, but that family... Seeing a happy little family she could have had...
It dug deep, burrowed its way into her heart. She... She wanted to have her parents... She wanted to have Strago.
She wanted to have somebody like that, parents-she wanted to know what it was like.
"It's not fair!"
But instead all she had was the ring she fiddled with in her hand.
Use your own eyes, and see for yourself which side I'm on.
Celes let out a short huff of air. She stood in the kitchen surrounded by pans and spices and all manner of things she didn’t understand. In front of her sat what was supposed to be a ham. She’d wandered sheepishly into the marketplace and edged up to every food stall, hands clasped and gripping at themselves. She’d asked what someone like her might be able to handle with something like a kitchen at her disposal. She’d asked for instructions. But here, hours later, the thing was blackened and giving off an acrid smell like curdled maple. She eyed it hatefully. It remained mockingly, stubbornly ruined.
The door slammed. Celes jumped and spun around, eyes wild and hands already clasped for magic, but it wasn’t an ambush -- it was Relm. She only caught a flash of her before she slipped away, running into the hallway and through an open door. Celes blinked after her. Was she being pursued? The absurd thought flashed by as quickly as Relm had before the obvious settled in.
She was upset. Celes slowly lowered her hands.
In truth, she hadn’t seen much of Relm since they’d decided to pair themselves together. Celes was always, invariably busy with Dragonblade business, and Relm seemed more than willing to find business of her own. Half the time, Celes would slip in exhausted in the heart of the night to find the girl sleeping. The other half -- the daylight half -- she’d find her painting or she wouldn’t find her at all. An unfinished canvas sat in the corner with a half-colored outline of city children. Celes mostly left her alone to her work.
But now…
Celes bit her tongue. From the other room, she heard a muffled voice. She’d have to comfort her. One way or another, she’d have to try.
Celes crept carefully to the door, stopped, and then sidled awkwardly out into the open. Relm was sprawled across her bed, her hands tangled together with a miserable eye towards the ceiling. Were those tears in her eyes? Celes lingered, not really sure what to say or how to say it, when suddenly the girl burst.
”It’s not fair!”
Celes stiffened, staring at her before she took a breath and steadied herself. If she could handle a battlefield then she could handle this.
”What isn’t?” That seemed like a good place to start. Maybe she should have tried to ease into it? Gods, she hoped she hadn’t startled her. ”Is something wrong?”
Celes stopped. ”Well of course it is, but…” This wasn’t right at all. ”I mean…” She looked at Relm and gave her a sheepish smile. ”What is it?”
Her head tilted to face the former general. Her face contorted in a rare depression, tears soaked her features. Celes...? She hadn't noticed her when she came in. She wasn't going to go on a mission right now, she didn't want to! She didn't care about one of those dumb hunting or guard detail trips right now!
What isn't?, Is something wrong?
She paused her inner fit, no it wasn't a mission. Just Celes checking on her. She supposed she had made a lot of noise on the way in, enough to rouse her concern. How could she explain it to Celes though? WOlould she understand? After all Celes had Cid right? She wasn't sure she could convey how she was feeling the right way. She needed to though... Maybe she could help. Or... She hoped anyway. So she leaned up, small around wrapped around leggs held tight towards her body, head resting on top.
"Today.... I was doing commissions for people. It was all going well but... Then this girl my age and... Her parents..."
She paused-if it was possible for her to scrunch up more she did. Thinking on it again just made her mood worsen. They were so happy. So warm and loving... They were together.
They were a family
"They wanted a portrait of them together. Together... I finished it but..."
But then the thoughts ran through her mind. Why couldn't that be her? Why did hers have to be gone? What could have been different if they were still here.... With her? Why did she have to fight with the old man? Why....
Why?!
Her head drooped and she shook he head in frustration, in sadness. It was... Unfair! Why did they have to go away? Why couldn't they have stayed with her! Just... Stayed healthy and safe. Stayed in the town with her. Why....
Why did they have to leave her?
"Celes...."
She looked back up, wiping her face on an attempt to wipe the waterworks away. It only partly worker of course. It was difficult to get rid of something that kept coming out after all. She took a deep breath-a failed attempt to steady herself. It coudnt hurt to ask right? She... Wanted to know.
"What... Are parents like? I don't know.. I was really little when mine..... Went away"
'Went away' Yeah... That was one way to say it. The only way she could.
Final Fantasy VI
22
YEARS
Female
Complicated
Heterosexual
429 POSTS
Fin
Use your own eyes and see for yourself whose side I'm on!
Use your own eyes, and see for yourself which side I'm on.
“Upset” was an understatement. Relm was devastated. Celes didn’t know by what, but she hadn’t seen the girl like this in all their time together, and it alarmed her. Was it the loss of Strago? That seemed likely, and as she watched Relm try and fail to knit herself back together, Celes couldn’t help a slow burn of anger at their situation.
Did she want them home? Gods no, but why hadn’t the others found their way to join them? Celes had about as skilled a babysitter as she was a cook.
Relm sat forward, her knees at her chest and her arms wrapped tightly around herself. She didn’t look at Celes exactly, but she kept her head atop her knees and that was something. Celes didn’t know if she could handle a conversation with a human ball.
Celes watched as Relm spoke. It was a story. A story that Celes couldn’t for the life of her predict its end. Doing commissions. A family portrait. All of it sounded par for the course with Relm, and really, wasn’t that what the girl appreciated? Finally, Relm said her name, and Celes responded with a slow and cautious, ”Yes?”
Why wasn’t it Terra here instead?
Relm looked at her straight on and straight in the eye. ”What are parents like? I don't know. I was really little when mine...went away."
”Oh.” For the longest time, that was all Celes could say. She was caught off guard -- speechless in her own fumbling way. Parents? The word struck her like a pack of snow. But what did that have to do with portraits? Unless…?
A family portrait. Relm was lonely. Celes bit her tongue. ”Well, I wouldn’t say…”That she knew anything about it. What would Terra say? Terra had exactly as much experience as Celes, but she was certain she’d know to say something.
After a moment, Celes sighed. ”I wouldn’t know.” It felt lame falling off her tongue. Wasn’t she supposed to be the adult? Wasn’t she supposed to comfort a crying child? But that wasn’t something that she could do, and she knew it. It was better to fail with the truth than with lies.
Celes gestured awkwardly to the bed. ”Do you mind if I…? Oh nevermind.” Celes marched over and perched on the edge, her own hands clasped together with her nerves. It wasn’t that Celes was adverse to talking, but rather…
Would any of this help? Really?
”I never knew my parents. If I had to guess, they both died in the war. The first thing I remember is magic. Well, when it was bled into me, I mean. I didn’t leave the Vector labs for a long time.”
Celes paused. Shouldn’t she have been the one jealous of Relm? She’d had a normal life on Thamasa, after all, with something like a parent to guide her. Then again, Celes wasn’t a child, and none of it mattered much to her anymore.
”After that, I was brought into the military. Not exactly the best family.” She smiled at Relm awkwardly. ”Really, I think I should be asking the same question of you. Strago loves you. I’ve never known anything like that.”
Celes was quite for time. She coudnt blame her she supposed. Did she ask to much? She sighed. She opened her mouth, about to tell her never mind when Celes responded. Oh... She didn't know ether? Did that mean Cid wasn't her father? She had assumed.. Oh it was like Strago. Father figure but not her actual Father. Darn it she messed up! She was already going through this herself, she didn't want to remind Celes of something like that to...
"I'm sorry"
That was the most she could manage at the moment. She had not only her own issues bothering her now, but the thought that she had drug up bad memories for her friend as well. As a result she remained in her curled up state. Only kidding her head when Celes asked to sit down... Though she would have anyway.
It was nice to at least have her here. To at least have someone who cared. It caused the weakest of smiles just to have her there.
The war.... That was so sad. Why did adults go off and attack each other? What was the point exactly? Fighting monsters was one thing, so was taking down bad people like but what did anyone gain from taking the life of normal people? It was just so... Sad... So pointless to her. Was it so hard to just.... Be nice to each other? But Celes, she didn't even remember. At least she had vague shadows... It sounded like Celes didn't even have that. She looked up more cleslry at her face. Celes spoke of her so past so casually, before Relm could begin thinking about it she had already begun responding in turn. Strago was a kind soul, the old man meant the world to her. But she still coudnt help but wonder, coudnt help but wish she could have had her parents.
It was a little selfish, she supposed.
"Mom... Died when I was really little. The old man said she got sick. After that... Not long after Strago says dad died to, but... I don't remember that at all. Strago won't tell me how he did ether"
She sighed. Talking about it helped just a little. But she felt another ping of when Celes mentioned Strago. So Cid hadn't been like that...? Then she was right she at least did have.... Had Strago.
"Your right I'm... Just being dumb aren't I? He's still... Somewhere. He's grumpy but he's always taken care of me, even when I was stubborn"
Even when she did stupid things. Even when it meant he would be in danger. Strago always put her first, to the point the thought that she was gone had driven her to join that clowny cult of Kefka and give up. It was just selfish of her to wish for her parents when she had someone like him right? But she coudnt help it. See coudnt help but wish she could bring them here, them and Strago! She coudnt help but be jealous when she saw that family fully formed and together, as if their was nothing in the world to worry about.
She coudnt help but wish her mom hadn't gotten sick.
Coudnt help but wish her dad hadn't died off
Coudnt help but wish she hadn't run off from Strago.
"I just wish..... They were here... All of them. Is that... Selfish?"
Final Fantasy VI
22
YEARS
Female
Complicated
Heterosexual
429 POSTS
Fin
Use your own eyes and see for yourself whose side I'm on!
Use your own eyes, and see for yourself which side I'm on.
”I’m sorry.”
Relm said it quietly. Almost tearfully, and in that moment, Celes knew that she’d done it wrong. Relm shouldn’t have been sorry for her. Celes had made it all about her, in fact, and she’d done nothing to help the poor girl’s grief. Talking to a child wasn’t like talking to an adult. Celes only wished she knew enough to tell the difference.
”Oh no, you don’t have to…” Celes stopped. Think. Think before you talk.”I’m fine, really.” She tried to a smile. ”It was a long time ago.”
Would that do it? She had no idea.
”Mom...died when I was really little.”
Celes looked to her, frowning. Relm was always so optimistic that she’d nearly forgotten the sad implications of her life. She was an orphan the same as Celes after all (or at least, Celes assumed she was -- the alternative was too terrible to think). She’d had a hard life of her own. In that light, that Relm had chosen to shine…
Well, Celes didn’t know adults that strong.
”You’re not dumb. Of course you’re not. If you didn’t miss him, well, would that really be love?” She smiled weakly. Who did Celes miss? Her old friends, she supposed, but in the light of this new world, they’d faded like shadows. The pain had long dulled. What they’d had, she couldn’t call love.
”I just wish...They were all here. All of them. Is that...selfish?”
”What? No. No, it’s not. I think…” Celes shook her head. ”I want that too.” She let out a breath that was almost a laugh before she looked Relm in the eye. ”I want them with us,” she said. ”And I want them safe. I wouldn’t go back if I could, you know. Not after everything that happened.”And everything she’d lost.”But if I could bring them here? It would be best for everyone, really.”
Celes hesitated then reached a hand. She patted Relm’s knee. Awkwardly. ”I’m sure we’ll find them. We found each other, didn’t we?” She smiled -- a little more genuinely this time. ”Maybe they’re already out there. It’s a big world, isn’t it?”
