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Jessie dangled her feet over the side of the fountain wall, pulling her leggings up to her knees before dipping her feet into the crystalline water. The wake from their entrance barely combatted with the constant ripple emanating from the center of the elliptical pond, its centerpiece featuring carved representations of fantastical beings spouting streams of water from their mouths or nostrils. The decorations mattered nothing to her, though. The brunette sighed upon the absorption of her calves into the shimmering spring, comforting coolness embracing her weary legs. If only she could submerge her entire body. Right now she could probably kill hundreds just by raising her arms.
"Woman!" A nasally voice called from across the surrounding walkway. Jessie swiveled her head to behold the source of the shouting, noting a tall, balding man and his sneering wife beside him. "Yes, you!" he confirmed, aiming a fat finger her way.
"It's not polite to point at people where I come from," Jessie retorted before looking back down at her soaking feet.
"This is not a bathhouse, you tramp!"
"And don't get fresh with my husband like that!" added his wife indignantly. She glanced down at the satchel resting at the girl's side, then returned them to make direct contact with Jessie's, accusation written all over her face. She probably assumed the satchel contained stolen goods.
"Whatever, jerks." She casually waved them away without taking note of their reaction. Technically she was probably doing something illegal, but they could look away if the exposure of her ankles in the water was such a blinding sin. She still had a theory that this was already hell, anyway.
The couple must have been on their way after a few moments, because she looked back up again after the sensation of scornful eyes had faded, and they were nowhere to be found. Really, in spite of her outward assertiveness, she was every bit as self-conscious of being marked as the grimy vagabond. And so her eyes flitted back and forth, alert to the small crowd of people about the fountain as she scooped up water with her hands and rinsed the tousled tresses of her hair.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Jul 3, 2022 11:41:33 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
It was another reasonably dull day in Torensten for Yuffie. She was patrolling, looking for trouble, as was required of her as one of the elite Dragonblades that defended the city! By which she meant nobody had thrown her out yet and she figured as a Dragonblade she had the right to fight evil, so she might as well look for some.
Except there wasn't much evil in Torensten today. Which was really dull. "So BOOOOOOOOOOORED!" Yuffie whined out loud as she flopped down by the fountain. There was some street bum washing herself in the fountain, but that wasn't unusual. She craned her neck back and peered up at the sky, before looking over again at the bum. There was something familiar about her. Not so much her face, which was hidden beneath that ragged hair, but that dress style. She recognised that armour. She remembered thinking it was weird. Who wore a metal chest plate like that? It wouldn't stop a bullet, and it'd just slow you down in combat. It was like somebody cosplaying as a warrior.
And then it occurred to her that wouldn't be weird in Torensten, where people were so much more primitive. No. It was weird... in Midgar. That's why it stood out to her! She'd seen that outfit in Midgar! Way back, before she'd met Cloud. Before stealing the materia and before fighting Nero and Sephiroth and Jenova and all the weird things had happened. "Wait a sec!" she said, suddenly spinning around to look at the grubby girl. "I know you! You're... Jenny! No, um, Jossie! Something like that! From Midgar! I kicked your butt at Fort Condor!" she said with a sudden smile. "I thought you got squished when the plate fell!" Cloud and Tifa had mentioned the other members of Avalanche, although only now was Yuffie making the connection that this girl was probably the Jossie they talked about (yes, it had been Jessie, but Yuffie was bad with names).
"Hey, don't suppose you brought your Fort Condor stuff? It is BOOOOOR-ING today," Yuffie asked, ignoring of course any shock that the girl might have about where she actually was. Yuffie just assumed she'd been there a while. She had to be to end up that dirty, right? That was those Midgardians for you. Take away their fancy electricity and running water and they had no idea what to do. Not like the badasses from Wutai, like herself, who knew how to survive in the wild!
Jessie startled, whipping her head around in response to the shout. There was some goofy teenager looking right at her, and something about the way she was looking at her alarmed the young woman. Her heartrate escalated, thumping increasingly louder beneath her breast, and her shoulders rose and neck sank in a noticeably wince. Her mouth hung open like a fish as she heard the girl list a handful of names that far too closely resembled hers. There was little doubt that she had been identified.
By someone from Midgar.
Here in hell.
Squished by the plate... So that was how she had died. It made perfect sense. Whatever Caius had told her must have just been pleasant reassurances and nonsense. She was dead. This world was where dead people go.
Jessie retreated her feet from the fountain and attempted the most nonchalant insertion back into her socks, which was probably a bad idea since her wet skin clung to the cloth and made it so much more difficult to tug them above her ankles. Whatever. It's not like I don't already look like a walking dumpster, with or without shoes.
The reference to Fort Condor sparked her memory of the girl addressing her. Had it not been so near to the time of her death, the encounter probably would not have made any significant impression on her mind. Nice to know the little brat had gone to hell too. Was she here to haunt her? "I didn't," Jessie answered, eyebrow slightly raised underneath a greasy bang. "Guess it wasn't really a priority when I was dying.
"Sorry you're not having fun, sweetheart." She kind of wanted to toss a shoe at the girl. "And the name is Jessie."
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Jul 15, 2022 13:55:19 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
The last time Yuffie had spoken to Jessie she had been equally grumpy. It seemed that her attitude had not improved. Maybe she was just the grumpy type. She made a comment about dying, and Yuffie just shrugged. "Eh, I guess that makes sense," she said, sounding a little disappointed. She missed Fort Condor. It had been fun running all over Midgar, challenging people to games and collecting prizes. Back in more innocent times. For a moment, something that almost passed for sensitivity flickered across Yuffie's face. "I saw the plate fall, y'know. It was pretty... rough. But... we got Shinra back! TOTALLY wrecked 'em!" she added, trying to encourage her.
Okay, so maybe Shinra's downfall had been inevitable and probably hadn't really involved much input from Yuffie and the gang, but hey, she could take credit for some of it, right?
"Jessie!" she repeated, "Yeah, totally, that's what I said," she confirmed, despite the fact she hadn't really been close. "I'm Yuffie, as in, 'The Great Ninja', and the 'Scourge of Shinra', the girl who totally whupped Shinra's butt," she beamed, throwing a few quick air punches to show off her awesome badassery.
"Soooo," she said, jumping down to sit on the fountain wall. "Seems like people's memories are pretty wacko when they come to Zephron. Do you remember any of that? The great big meteor? Sephiroth unleashing all the Weapons n' stuff? 'cause, I totally stopped that!" she said proudly. "I mean, I had a LITTLE help, but I was basically in charge," she boasted.
So they got back at Shinra? And this annoying runt had been a part of the revenge campaign? Jessie wondered how many others had died in the process; if someone else had inherited her iniquities. The plate fell. She shuddered at the idea of tens of thousands of people both above and below perishing in a horrific, agonizing descent of the superstructure. Apparently she had been one of them but did not recall it happening in her final moments--not that it surprised her in the least if that had been her fate. They all knew the stakes on that day. They had lost. Our punishment.
"How can you say that we got them back?" Jessie murmured. "So many people died, and it was all my fault." Sighing, the brunette looked back down at the fountain water, shaking her head in the negatory as this Yuffie girl quizzed her on whether she remembered some additional catastrophic events. Absently she slipped her feet back into her shoes, recounting one of her sins for each motion in the process of retying the laces; grinding her teeth in frustration.
Her eyes jolted towards "The Great Ninja" upon a morbid realization. If she was here in death, then didn't that mean the girl in front of her was also dead? "Are you here for me?" Jessie's lips quivered, throat raspy as she uttered her words. She had developed a noticeable tan in the last week, but suddenly her complexion had paled to a shade lighter beyond her usual color. What if everyone here was someone who had died because of what she did? Whether directly or indirectly, there was blood on her hands. Hell had not been the worst thus far. Perhaps she had met her first malicious spirit. "Are you my tormentor?"
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Jul 19, 2022 14:51:52 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie paused when Jessie asked how Yuffie could say that they had taken revenge on Shinra, and she looked across at the girl, for a moment a pang of regret in her heart. Yuffie stopped to consider how to explain what she meant, without sounding like a total brat. She could be pretty combative, she knew, but she'd been there when the plate fell. And nobody should have gone through that.
"I was there, y'know?" she mentioned after a moment. "When the plate came down. I was on a mission, inside Shinra HQ. I was trying to steal their ultimate materia, only... well, it all went wrong. There was this lady, all in red. In Shinra. And she told us about what they were planning. I didn't really understand at first. I mean, she said they were gonna drop a plate and I thought she meant in the kitchen or..." Yuffie trailed off, the seriousness of what she was saying for once overriding her somewhat jokey tone. "But he knew. Sonon. He was... He was my partner..." she explained. "On the mission. Me and Sonon. We were working together. And he knew. He understood. And together... I don't know. We thought we were heroes. We were inside Shinra, and we knew they had this evil plan, and it was like a storybook or something. We were gonna stop 'em and save the day. Except..." She trailed off, and sighed. "We didn't. Sonon died, saving my life. Shinra killed him and then they dropped the plate anyway. And I saw it happen. And all I could think was... that it was just... wrong. The story wasn't meant to go that way. We were the heroes. We were meant to stop the evil scheme. But we... we failed. And all those people died. And even though it was Midgar and Shinra, sometimes... I think... if I'd just done something differently. If I'd been smarter or understood earlier or had made that stupid red lady come with us, maybe I could have stopped it. Maybe it was my fault..."
"But then I realised something. It's not MY fault and it's not YOUR fault. It was Shinra's fault. It was all Shinra. This is what they do. They did it to Wutai, and then they did it to Midgar. They kill all the good people and make us feel like it was our fault. I spent my life blamin' my Dad for losing the Wutai war. But it's not his fault we lost. It was Shinra who attacked us. Shinra who were killin' us. Shinra are the bad guys. They always were," Yuffie explained.
"An' maybe you're right. Maybe it don't mean anything in the long run, but we beat 'em in the end. We got Shinra back. Shinra are gone. All those high up stuffed shirt guys who ordered it... All of 'em are dead. Even the red lady and President Shinra and Rufus. Shinra's gone. We won. That's gotta count for something right? It's gotta have been for something?" she asked, sounding surprisingly earnest, for Yuffie.
Yuffie just quirked an eyebrow at the girl when she asked her next question though. "What? No, I'm not here for you. Especially not since you don't have Fort Condor," she replied. "And I'm not a Torminator, I told you! I'm Yuffie!" she added, getting the word wrong, obviously.
Every word the proceeded out of the teen's lips seemed to ebb deeper into sobriety, something that flipped the entire situation about on its head. Jessie hunched over her up-raised knees and heard the girl out, drinking in her tale and even growing to admire the sincerity of the girl's thoughts. It was a sharp contrast from the acquaintance they had made of each other in their prior meeting--well, even quite a contrast to her disposition mere moments ago. There was a lot of undeserved compassion in what she had to say.
The brunette looked away from Yuffie and rubbed a fist against her cheek, trying to conceal the tears developing into steady streams across her face. "You're not so bad, you know," she sniffled, "Not like me." She tried to pretend like she was just swiping her bangs out from her eyes, but she knew she wasn't fooling anyone. The muted convulsions were hardly subtle as she tried to keep it all inside. Then the dam broke--broke into floods of sobs upon Yuffie's words of consolation. It's not your fault.
Jessie bolted upright, conscience eating away at her like acid. Yuffie was right that Shinra was evil, and no one outside of the organization could be held responsible for that. But their more destructive measures had culminated as reactions to her actions. "Am I dead or not, sweetie?!" Jessie begged, grasping vigorously at Yuffie's shoulders in anguish; digging her fingers into the younger girl's shoulder blades before realizing how heavy her grip was. Yuffie didn't deserve her frustration. Looking back at it, she hadn't even earned it the first time their paths had crossed. The only harm she had caused was wounding Jessie's pride.
Releasing her hold on the girl, Jessie nearly crumpled over and wept. "Shit, I'm sorry, Yuffie. I'm such a jerk. I just..." Really, she just desperately needed to know. "I did a lot of bad things. Please tell me if I'm dead or not..."
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Aug 14, 2022 10:13:32 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie cocked her head to the side and grinned when the girl told her that she wasn't so bad. "Of course I'm not, I told ya, I'm the Great Ninja Yuffie. I'm awesome!" she beamed with perhaps slightly forced cheer, to push down the emotions of what she had just been talking about, but she could see that the girl was crying. Poor Jenny. Janey. Jessie! She guessed it must have been pretty rough.
Wait a minute, she was Jessie from Midgar! And Tifa and Cloud and Barret used to know a Jessie from Midgar! Who they said had died in the Platefall and they'd been SUPER sad about it. Sometimes they talked about her. And Biggs and Wedge too. The other members of AVALANCHE. Yuffie knew how that was, because she had her own team of AVALANCHE peeps that she had no idea whether they made it out or not (but it was very possible they didn't). There had been Nayo, and Zhijie, and Billy Bob, and Polk. She still remembered them all. They had been good friends, even if at first Yuffie hadn't known what to make of them. Nayo had been sweet and Zhijie had been brave and Polk had taught her Fort Condor. She had last seen them getting out of Sector Seven, and she hoped they had stayed out, but Yuffie realised she had no real idea what had happened to them... "Saaaay, if you're Jessie, you're like, THE Jessie, right? The one who used to hang out with Tifa and Barret and Cloud? Do they know you're still alive? 'cause Cloud's here in Zephron somewhere. Except I haven't found him yet! But I keep hearing about him, and I will sooner or later. Someone's gotta look out for him! That Cloud can't take care of himself, y'know?" she said with a chirpy smile.
"You're not dead, silly!" Yuffie laughed. "Also, you're not back in time. I spent a LONG time thinking that. This is Zephron. It's like, another planet or something. No idea how we got here, but loads of different people from aaaaall over have ended up here. Some from our world. Some from others. It's kinda super strange," she explained the best that she could.
"An' awwww, I'm sure you're not a jerk. Not really. I mean, everybody does some jerkish stuff some times. Like when they steal materia from their friends and run away and try to hide it but they totally had good intentions, honest. Um, just as a random example...."
Jessie rubbed at her eyelids, smearing tears across the upper portions of her cheeks as she tried to sniff away her hysterics. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm Jessie Rasberry." She chuckled at the implication that she was famous by any stretch of the imagination, or even that important, just because she had known much better people. An extra dose of tears and leftover sorrow spilled out as she choked on her laughter. "Those are-- Were my friends back in Midgar. I haven't seen them since I got to this world."
She stood back up and cast a grim smile, somewhat embarrassed for having a brief meltdown. Yuffie's assessment of Cloud puzzled her slightly, considering how she had remembered the blond war machine as being rather competent--in most aspects, at least. She supposed maybe she had left him a little soon, though. "Cloud was an interesting guy. Maybe we can track him down together some day. I still owe him a favor anyway.
"I'm kind of glad I ran into you, regardless," Jessie admitted. She picked up her satchel and slung the strap over her head and tautened it snugly against the opposing shoulder. She was ready to go and stop making a scene of herself in public. "You're the first link I have back to the 'old world', ya know? And even though you say I'm not dead... Well, it sounds like you know a lot about stuff that happened after I--" She pursed her lips, not sure what to call it if it wasn't death.
"You mind sticking around for a bit? Are you like, old enough to drink yet?"
