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[attr="class","jroverlap"]Sorry! I'll freak out if I don't talk.
[attr="class","jrbody"]It didn’t surprise her to know that Sonora had guns like her own. And certainly ammunition. Well, it sounded more and more like a trip to the north was in Jessie’s future whether she liked it or not! [break][break]
Jessie didn’t know exactly what the magictech armor was that Celes mentioned, but she was impressed nonetheless. The other woman was clearly extremely adept at what she did. Jessie wouldn’t have wanted to meet her on a battlefield! “That’s amazing,” she commented earnestly then perked up even more when Celes went on to talk about an engineer friend of hers. “Oh my gosh, I’d love to meet him if he’s here! I used to be great at that type of thing too but, y’know, Zephon scrambled my memories a little.” Not that she’d really tried much recently. [break][break]
She wasn’t even slightly surprised to hear that Celes, despite her young age, had been a general in the military. Jessie could easily picture her leading troops into battle. She gave her sword a few experimental slashes through the air, pleased that her instructor seemed to be opening up and that she was unconcerned about the inevitable mistakes Jessie would make. [break][break]
They took up positions in the yard. Jessie ran through the footwork she’d learned before trying to put it into action against the other woman. She knew there was absolutely no chance of her gaining any sort of upper hand in this training! She just wanted to learn and improve her technique. So they sparred, Jessie taking every word Celes told her to heart. Steel on steel rang out through the courtyard and before long Jessie was panting from the exertion and the oppressive heat. But she pushed through it, forcing her body past its limits. She’d never get better nor regain her stamina without hard work! [break][break]
But eventually, Jessie was too sore and out-of-breath to continue. Sweat dripped into her eyes and she wiped it away. “Man,” she said after she caught her breath and gave Celes a broad grin. She stretched her sore, aching muscles and returned her borrowed training sword to the rack. “That was intense! But you look like you barely exerted yourself,” she said with awe. “How long did you train to become as good as you are?” [break][break]
Use your own eyes, and see for yourself which side I'm on.
Jessie was, as she’d warned, a complete novice. Celes was used to men coming in who at least knew how to swing a sword around, no matter how clumsy and overly forceful they might have been. It had been a while since she’d trained someone from scratch, but she found that she didn’t really mind. Jessie was determined, and starting from nothing meant that any progress was good progress. By the time that Jessie called it quits, she’d made good progress.
”Man.” Jessie was panting, and sweat beaded down into her eyes, but she just wiped it away and grinned at her. ”That was intense! But you look like you barely exerted yourself. How long did you train to become as good as you are?”
Celes laughed a little, mostly to buy time as she thought of the right thing to say. ”A while,” she settled on. It was better than the full truth. ’I’ve been in the military since I was a child’ tended to be cause for concern.
”It isn’t easy, but I doubt I need to tell you that.” Celes lowered her practice sword to her side, letting herself fall into a casual stance. ”It takes daily practice. At least for a few years. That’s why I work with the men here more than I actually go out for work myself.” She smiled wryly. ”At least some of them appreciate it.”
Most of them thought that they were more than capable already. But protecting a town from wolves wasn’t exactly the same thing as taking on a situation serious enough that someone was willing to pay for it to be solved. Celes had lost enough soldiers too brash to listen to common sense. Every time, it felt as though the blood was on her hands.
She’d spilled enough blood as it was.
”I don’t suppose you’d want a job? Or any help settling in? I’ve been here a while.”
[attr="class","jroverlap"]Sorry! I'll freak out if I don't talk.
[attr="class","jrbody"]Celes responded to her question about how long she’d been training with a vague a while. Jessie knew there had to be more to the answer and to the story of this young woman who fought like a seasoned general. But, well, it wasn’t her place to pry. So she just nodded. “Well, I’m thoroughly impressed!” [break][break]
Jessie let out a snort when the other woman smiled wryly as she spoke about the men she trained. “Ugh, men. They can be like that sometimes, can’t they?” She stretched her sore muscles. “I have absolutely no misconceptions that I could handle myself in the wild with a sword and one whole day of training. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to commit to daily practice, but at least knowing some fundamentals is a step above where I was before.”[break][break]
A job? Hmm. Well. She was on sabbatical from her acting troupe right now. Perhaps indefinitely. “Well, I’ve actually lived in Torensten for almost a year now. I’m decently settled,” she explained. “But I recently had a… I don’t know. Quarter life crisis? I took a temporary - or maybe permanent - leave from my acting job to try to find myself, though I realize how cheesy that sounds. But anyway, I could certainly use some method of money-making while I’m still in this crisis mode. Something more flexible than my old acting role, that is.” [break][break]
“But, as you just saw, I’m clearly not the most adept with swords. If your job involves something I can shoot, I’m your girl. Or, well, if there’s anything around here I could help with I’d be down. Then maybe if you’ve the time we could have some more training sessions?” She grinned sheepishly, realizing she was rambling again and hoping Celes didn’t care.
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[attr="class","jrinfo"]Celes Chere // Quarter life crisis is a mood.
[attr=class,bulk] It was then, at that moment, that Celes decided that she liked Jessie.
’Ugh, men. They be like that sometimes, can’t they?’
They simply had to be friends.
”I wasn’t friends with many women before. Life in the army will do that to you, I guess.”She laughed, a little nervous, a little bitter. She really as stuck in her imperial days, wasn’t she? ”It’s been nice to meet other people. Though really, I mostly see Yuna.” She’d helped her buy new earrings. It had been nice.
Jessie went on to explain how long she’d been here (a year), and that she’d mostly been working as an actress. ’A quarter life crisis?’ Why did that sound so familiar?
”I don’t think it’s cheesy,” she said. It was a funny conversation to be having when they were both damp with sweat and standing in mud. Celes pushed a handful of loose hair out of her eyes. ”I know the feeling.”
The crisis of a newly discovered mercenary was nothing compared to the crisis of joining a group of rebels and that was nothing compared to the sheer dread that came with questions like, ’Is conquering sovereign nations evil?’
Ah, the joys of being raised in an expansionist empire.
”I sort jobs based on difficulty and who would be best suited for them. I could definitely find some that are up your alley, and you wouldn’t be going alone. Then there’s Caius. He could always use someone who doesn’t mind his long-winded stories.” Celes smirked to herself. Personally, she didn’t mind them which was good because they couldn’t have been friends if they had. But she liked to tease him. The words “Caius” and “concise” could only be used in a sentence if the word “not” was thrown in for good measure.
”If you’d rather stick around, I have all kinds of work that needs done around here. We’ve been thinking about hiring someone to handle things like accounts and new clients and keeping the notice boards updated. Between that and all the training, I barely have time to leave anymore.”
Celes shook her head. ”Those are just offers though,” she said. ”It can get pretty boring in a guild unless you really like hunting monsters.”
Jessie felt a little thrill of excitement when Celes mentioned not having many female friends before. Did that mean she wanted to be friends with her? Jessie was a very open person, known to be friendly and talkative. But weirdly, she didn’t seem to make strong, lasting friendships too easily. And she was always open for more, especially with a woman like Celes who seemed harsh at first glance, but really had so many layers. She was definitely someone Jessie wanted to get to know better. [break][break]
She grinned and nodded her agreement. “I love meeting other people, too. And you can never have too many friends. I’ve heard of this Yuna before, from Caius. It sounds like I’ll need to meet her sometime as well if you both speak so highly of her!” Provo, right? That’s where Yuna tended to operate. Maybe she’d stop there on her way up north. [break][break]
Something told Jessie that Celes had more reason for a quarter-life crisis than she did. She instantly felt a little self-conscious, complaining about problems that definitely paled in comparison to someone who’d been a general in an army. But the other woman took her rambling complaints well. [break][break]
“You can absolutely add my name to the list if there are any jobs that come about that are within my skill set,” she said eagerly. “And as you might have noticed, I’m not exactly the quietest person myself,” a sheepish blush rose to her face, “so long-winded stories definitely don’t bother me.” [break][break]
“I kind of plan on traveling north to Sonora to possibly catch up with some old friends soon, but I don’t think I’ll stay up there. Torensten is my home anymore. I don’t want to stray too far for too long. But I would be completely willing to help out with the notice boards and accounts until I go. Then maybe when I return I could help out on a more full-time basis?” She smiled sincerely and added, “You’re doing good work here and I’d like to be of service. And the benefits are nice: occasional adventure and friendship.”
[attr=class,bulk] ”You’re going to Sonora?” Celes blinked in surprise. ”Well be careful. That place is terrible.”
Maybe that wasn’t what should have caught her attention immediately, but Celes couldn’t help herself. She still remembered her first, disastrous trip to Sonora and the trail of blood she’d left behind. She’d hadn’t returned since. She hadn’t seen a reason to.
”It’s freezing there for one thing. Make sure to bring warm clothes and some way to make a fire for the road. I was caught in an avalanche on the way through Mount Hotan once. I wouldn’t recommend that either.”
The memory still haunted her. Being cornered by a yeti. Dashing for her life towards the only shelter in sight. Stumbling in on an extremely haughty, extremely unabashed naked man. It had been a particularly bad day among the long series of bad days which made up her life.
”I won’t tell you not to go. If you think you could meet someone there then it could be worth the trouble. Just keep your head down, don’t bother anyone, and remember that they’re always looking for a reason to throw people like us into prison up there. You look like you know your way around technology so I won’t warn you about that part, but it can be jarring if you’ve never seen that sort of thing before.”
Like she hadn’t. Or she partially hadn’t. The place had reminded her far too much of Vector for her liking.
”But. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Celes tried for a smile. She had a way of worrying too much, didn’t she? ”Thanks for the offer. If you find your way back here, we’ll always have some work for you.” Or for anyone else, really. They always had work.
Too much work.
”I’ll let Caius know you dropped by. And that you’re learning to use a sword.”
Celes seemed shocked that Jessie would want to go somewhere like Sonora. The other woman began to caution her about the perilous northern journey and she listened closely, taking the advice to heart. The point about fire was a good one. If only she was in Gaia, she could just switch out her materia! But here, she’d have to figure out how to do it the mundane way. Warm clothes would also be a challenge, her entire wardrobe was adapted to the tropical climate of Torensten. But surely if she hit Provo on the way she’d be able to supply before getting into truly harsh climates.
She shuddered at Celes’ words about the avalanche and vowed to avoid Mount Hotan unless she had traveling companions. That sounded like a great way to die alone otherwise. She nodded along with the warnings about throwing people in jail. “The place I came from could be pretty harsh too, so I hope I can navigate it fine. I definitely don’t plan on staying for good. Torensten has become my home here, I’ll definitely be back.”
Then she grinned as Celes assured her that she would let Caius know about her visit. “Thank you! I hope you see you both once I get back. Maybe I’ll remember more about myself by then! And I’m sure I’ll need more sword lessons, too.” She turned to leave with a jaunty little wave. “It was really great to meet you, Celes,” she said earnestly. “I hope we see more of each other. I’ll let you know if Sonora is as terrible as you remember.”
