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[attr=class,bulk] Caius said that he would try to take care of himself, which was a dubious claim at best with how exhausted he looked, but the subject changed to egis before Yuna could really press him. “Oh.” Yuna frowned slightly as she mulled over that definition. “I suppose that my aeons on Spira could be called egis then. Their real bodies were encased in stone in their temples, and what I called on was only a portion of their power…” Here on Zephon it was trickier to say for certain, since Yuna knew so much less about their legends and traditions. “I’m sorry, I’m really not sure about this world’s gods. I wish I was. I know that would make things easier, but all I really know is that Shiva answered my call when I needed it.”
Caius seemed both exasperated and resigned when Yuna said that she would meet with Alex. He didn’t try to stop her, but he did give her several warnings about the other guild leader that made the summoner frown. “There were more than a few men like that in the church of Yevon. I’ll try to be careful.” Still, she couldn’t help but look at the blond man in concern when he said that Alex had taunted him with the fate of one of his friends. “Caius…Did something else happen in Sonora? Do you mean your king? Is he alright?” It wasn’t related to what they were talking about, but clearly something had happened with one of the kingsglaive’s friends that was still weighing on him heavily. Considering that he had been in Sonora for some kind of dangerous mission, Yuna feared the worst.
Caius also warned her that Sephiroth was in Alex’s employ. That was a name that Yuna had heard exactly once before, but it had made enough of an impact that she straightened in her chair as soon as she remembered the context. “Cloud told me about him when you brought him to the clinic. He tried to literally destroy their world.” That…did not bode well. Yuna didn’t want this to come down to a fight, but it was probably safest to assume that it would. She did have a reputation for trying to do things on her own, but that was looking more and more like it would just be suicide in this case. She’d never met this Alex, so she’d have to trust Caius’ descriptions. Maybe it was time to learn from her mistakes with Maester Seymour and actually accept help from the people around her who were offering.
“I’ll be safe at the clinic,” she tried to reassure Caius. “Monori’s much stronger than me, and I recently healed two dragoons who are staying with us too.” Saying that Dion could transform into Bahamut probably wouldn’t help with her friend’s nerves, but come to think of it, it probably wasn’t a good idea to take the prince around Alex if summons were the entire issue here. “And I’d be happy to take you or Celes with me if that would make you feel better. Please don’t feel obligated though. I don’t want to drag you into anything…”
[attr=class,bulk] For a moment, Yuna thought that the man she’d called out to might just keep walking. That sort of reaction always stung a little, but she tried not to take it too personally when there was so much happening on the bustling street. Some people just had too much on their mind to be bothered to look around, and she tried to remember that in an attempt to keep her spirits up.
After a pause though, the man in the green cloak abruptly stopped walking as if he were weighing his options. Finally he gave a heavy sigh before turning to face her. He had the air of a man who felt like she was wasting his time, or maybe he didn’t think much of her given her age. Or both, but Yuna would try her best to reach out either way.
He remarked a bit dryly that her scouting abilities could use some work, and Yuna laughed a little ruefully as she tucked a strand of her own hair behind one ear. “That’s probably true, but I don’t like making assumptions. You don’t think appearances can be deceiving?”
She paused for just a moment when he said that he wasn’t a mage before giving him the polite nod and resigned smile of someone who had been told no a hundred times today. “I see. Well, thank you for talking to me anyway.” It was disappointing, but not entirely unexpected based on the man’s body language. He wasn’t thrilled to be having this conversation, but she didn’t want to leave off on a bad note. Not even with a stranger. “I’m Yuna by the way. You…probably don’t want the whole spiel if you’re not interested, but I’m with a mercenary guild from Torensten called the Dragonblades. We’re expanding up into Provo, so I thought this would be a good time to open a healing clinic for the public. If you’re not looking for a job, then still feel free to come by as a patron the next time you need healing. We’re open 24 hours for emergencies.”
The bags under her eyes probably said it all where that was concerned, but Monori had definitely taken a huge weight off of her shoulders. Now Yuna just needed to make sure the other white mage didn’t get too overwhelmed either. To that end, she offered the stranger one of her pamphlets with a slight smile. Maybe he’d at least have a lead or become a prospective customer.
[attr=class,bulk] Apparently there was an entire nation of dragons where Monori was from, which just made Yuna stare at her in amazement. “I have a feeling Eorzea might be a lot bigger than Spira. You’ll have to tell me more about it sometime.” She didn’t want to overwhelm the other white mage today by making her talk about every detail. Monori had already shared quite a bit while they’d been going around the clinic after all. She must have been tired.
The cat girl’s tail stretched out while she examined the spare room she’d be taking over, and Yuna had to quickly stop herself from jumping since she was a little startled at the reveal. Maybe it wasn’t too surprising in combination with Monori’s ears though. Her race was probably a bit like the Ronso from Spira, but Yuna wasn’t sure how to ask that without it being rude, so she just didn’t. Stuff like that was probably best to not mention unless Monori brought it up first. Yuna did want to address the other girl’s comment about how she’d still ask before changing things down in the clinic proper though. “Thank you. I want this place to be just as much yours though. And anyone else who might come along.”
On a lighter note, Monori offered to cook something that was close to Eorzea cuisine, and Yuna brightened at the prospect. “That sounds wonderful. I’ve liked trying other foods since I came here. Where I grew up was very heavy on fish and fruit, and not much else.” Living on an island meant that was all that was really around naturally, and Sin severely hampered trade from other towns when it was known to attack ships. It wasn’t uncommon for cargo ships heading towards Besaid to go down, so the island had learned to be very self-sufficient.
Monori stepped up beside her as the front door opened below, and Yuna smiled at the other white mage when she offered to visit the market after this particular client had been helped. “If it wouldn’t be a bother, then that would be great. I think we’ll get along just fine, Monori.” With that, Yuna trudged down the stairs with her to greet the new visitor. She expected that it would go pretty smoothly with Monori being such a help already.
[attr=class,bulk] Yuna didn’t consider herself to be very good at recruiting people to her cause, which was ironic given that she had been the summoner with the largest number of guardians in centuries. Still, most of her guardians had been people she had cared about who had then volunteered to join her pilgrimage themselves. The only person that she had truly pursued had been Tidus. That was why she felt a bit awkward sitting at a booth in the market district to try to attract talent for the Dragonblades’ clinic. Maybe she shouldn’t have felt so strange about it though, given that this entire side of the street was known as ‘Help Wanted Avenue’ for a reason. There were a lot of other people around her handing out information on jobs they had available, but just as many other people were rushing past without much interest to try to get their early morning shopping done. The market was certainly bustling today, and Yuna was a bit intimidated at the prospect of trying to pick out potential white mages from the crowd.
Celes had been the one to set up their recruiting booth initially, and Yuna was eternally grateful to the general for that. When it had just been Yuna working long hours alone, she hadn’t even had the time to seek out help, but Monori and the receptionist Lyari had greatly reduced her workload. Still, the summoner thought that adding a few more white mages to the clinic would be ideal. It would reduce the burden on her and Monori while also ensuring that they could help the largest amount of people possible. Which was what had brought her to the market district and specifically Help Wanted Avenue this early in the first place. It was time to do some recruiting of her own.
Yuna had spoken to a few people and obtained a few leads, but nothing terribly promising yet. White magic was a bit rare on Zephon, so finding people who were proficient in it was a bit like trying to find a single hair on a shoopuf. Leaning back against her table, Yuna shaded her eyes from the sun and considered her side of the street. A man in a green cloak was currently passing by, but he didn’t seem terribly interested in what was going on around him. His head was slightly down as if he was seeking to avoid attention and just get some shopping done, so Yuna felt a little bad interrupting him. Still, she believed in her mission, so she did her best to straighten up and give him a friendly smile.
“Good morning sir. Any interest in healing magic? It’s not really native to Zephon, so I’ve been looking for other people who want to use their talents to make a difference in Provo.”
[attr=class,bulk] Caius gently declined her offer to stay the night, and Yuna sighed a little as she glanced at the circles under his eyes. She nodded to show that she understood though. “I know you want to get back to Sonora as soon as possible. Try to get some rest on the road.” At least he’d be eating well since they were going to lunch right now. She might have also tried to sneak some food into his bag, but he generally stored supplies in his glaive instead of carrying them, so that idea was doomed. Yuna wasn’t sure how exactly to help her friend right now, but hopefully she could solve whatever problems he was having with summons.
Except her answers seemed to make him look even more tired as he muttered something a little confusing. “I’m not sure what you mean by an egi. I don’t know the term,” she admitted, before frowning as Caius said that he needed her to listen very carefully. Yuna nodded slowly, a little surprised when he brought up Alexander Sorel. “I know the name, but I haven’t met him personally. I’ve been meaning to visit his guild though when I had a moment. I think we may have gotten off the wrong foot. I don’t want him to think I’m trying to steal his business.” Celes had some choice words about their encounter in the marketplace. Alex had apparently been a nuisance to everyone she tried to recruit, but maybe if Yuna reassured him that she was seeking to run this branch as more of a white mages’ guild, then they could all be on civil terms. And if he wouldn’t take the olive branch, then she’d make do. She just wanted at least the chance to clear the air.
The more Caius talked though, the less possible that was looking.
“...I see,” she said softly, looking down at the closed menu for a moment without really taking it in. After a moment, she let out a breath and looked back up at her friend with a strained smile. “Thank you for warning me. But if he’s worried about this world and its people, then his concerns are worth addressing. I’ll meet with him.” Yuna wasn’t confident that this wouldn’t end in a fight, but it didn’t need to start that way at least. It sounded like Alex was being needlessly aggressive about this, but maybe he didn’t know that Yuna would be open to talking about the possibility of Shiva being a problem. Yuna had killed her aeons before in order to keep Spira safe, even though it had been one of the hardest things she’d ever done. She would do it again here if she had to.
Of course, the summoner didn’t think that the ice maiden had hurt anyone, but she couldn’t say for certain when she’d only summoned this version of Shiva a handful of times. It was best to at least hear him out.
[attr=class,bulk] Caius said that he would be in touch if he needed help, but Yuna had a feeling that he was just being polite. He was either too exhausted to delegate any tasks right now, or he had as much trouble asking for help as she did. Yuna wasn’t sure which one was true, but either way she didn’t press him on it. She did let out a small sigh as he mentioned what Celes had said about the place though. “It was busier than I expected it to be with no disasters.” Healers had been in high demand in Spira, but that was understandable given the havoc that Sin was constantly wrecking. Here, it had surprised her a little. Maybe there would just always be accidents and injuries wherever people gathered. “I didn’t mind it, but it meant that I couldn’t help as many people as I wanted. I’m grateful to Celes for taking the time to recruit for me…”
Come to think of it, she hoped that everything was okay between him and Celes. The general had confided in Yuna that things had been a little strained, which was partially why Celes had come to visit. That had been months ago though, so hopefully the two had managed to straighten everything out. Either way, Yuna didn’t think it was polite to ask about it. She did slide in a small offer though in an attempt to help. “You could always take one of the guest rooms upstairs for a night if you want to rest before continuing on to Torensten.” It was offered gently yet firmly as she glanced at the dark circles under his eyes. “You look like you could use a full night of sleep in a bed.” Glass houses maybe, but she could worry about him too. It went both ways.
Yuna also couldn’t help but laugh as they set off from the clinic and Caius said that he really didn’t like Sonora. “I don’t blame you.” She honestly had only been there a handful of times herself, and she had never liked what she had seen. She wasn’t comfortable around so much machina at the best of times, and certainly not when it was also freezing cold and the country was ruled with an iron fist. There was a reason she stayed in the south.
Yuna gave Caius a few local recommendations for lunch, but left the ultimate decision up to him since he didn’t live in the area like she did. He chose a nice little cafe, and since it was currently somewhere between lunch and dinner, they were some of the only patrons. Yuna didn’t mind—she preferred the quiet. Maybe it was a product of growing up on an island as small as Besaid had been.
As they looked over the menus, Caius dove right in by asking her questions about her summoning. They were so oddly specific that Yuna blinked up at him for a moment before nodding slowly and setting down the menu. She wanted to give him her full attention if this was as important as he’d implied. “No. This is not the Shiva that I knew from Spira.” she said with a slightly sad smile. She had watched her aeons die after all. They had been forced to kill them when Yevon had attempted to possess them one by one. “On Spira, there were eight aeons that I could summon. I had to travel to each of their temples, undergo their trials, and pray to the fayth to be granted their power. It creates a bond between the summoner and the aeon. I could always feel them there…” Until she’d killed them of course. Yuna paused before continuing.
“I don’t know why Shiva is the only one I can summon here, because I’ve heard others from Spira mentioned. At least Ifrit and Bahamut. But I can’t call on them. I’ve tried, and I just don’t feel them there. I’ve wondered if this world’s Shiva is just the most similar to how she is on Spira, and so our bond is intact…” That part was hard to say. It was really just Yuna guessing at this point. “I’ve looked up things about her here. Zephon’s version of Shiva used to be worshiped in Sonora. Some people on Mount Hotan still do. They say she saved the north from being wiped out by a blizzard a long time ago. I’m…not really sure if that makes her sentient or a construct though.”
[attr=class,bulk] Yuna had just been thinking about taking lunch when the front door of the clinic suddenly burst open so violently that it banged against the opposite wall and left cracks in the plaster. There were shouts from the people waiting in the lobby, and Yuna tightened her grip on her staff as something scaly rushed inside. The draconic humanoid called her name in a gravelly voice, and as her eyes lit on the injured man in his grasp, Yuna frowned and stepped forward.
“I am Yuna, sir. I’ll take him if you can bring him to-...” She had been gesturing towards the now empty room behind her, but her voice trailed off as she registered something familiar about his voice. Even if there was currently an inhuman element to it. “...Dion?” Now that she saw the prince under the horns and wings, she didn’t know how she had mistaken him for a stranger. The dragon motifs covering his armor suddenly made a lot more sense too, but she wondered why he had never mentioned that he could change his form. “You’re a fayth?” She asked with no small amount of wonder. That wouldn’t have made any sense on Spira because Dion was very much alive, and the aeons were all humans who had sacrificed their lives. Still, he must have been the Valisthea equivalent of a fayth—perhaps even Bahamut given his dragon-like appearance. Completely out of habit, Yuna circled her hands and dipped forward into a traditional Yevon bow before she suddenly remembered the man in his arms and shook her head. “I’m sorry. Let’s go to the back.” The impossibility in front of her could wait when someone was dying.
Yuna walked into the free exam room, trusting that Dion would follow her. She only paused to look over at the reception desk to see if Lyari had everyone else covered. He gave her a weak thumbs up that told her he wasn’t comfortable with whatever was going on here, but hopefully he’d at least be able to calm down everyone who was left in the lobby. Yuna shut the door firmly behind them so that they’d have some privacy. Both for the injured man and for Dion who was still looking a lot more scaly than usual.
“We’ll need to remove his armor so that I can get to the worst of it, but I’ll start more generally,” Yuna murmured to Dion as she leaned over the unconscious brunette and outstretched a hand. “Curaga.” She worked quietly at healing him for a bit, noting that his armor resembled what Dion had been wearing when he had first been brought to her. “His wounds are deep, but I’ll do everything I can. You found someone from your home already...I'm just sorry it was like this.” Given the circumstances, she was also resisting the urge to squint over at the prince and ask just when he had been planning to tell her that he was Bahamut, the greatest of the aeons that hadn’t been lost to time. That didn’t seem at all appropriate while there was an injured man between them, but she was absolutely going to let him have it if the brunette man pulled through today. Come to think of it, Yuna still hadn’t given Dion a piece of her mind after he’d left and gotten injured a second time, since Monori had been the one to heal him then. She supposed that she had a lot on the backburner to yell at the blond man for.
After several spells, the man on the bed started to stir as he slowly regained consciousness, and Yuna interrupted her thoughts to smile slightly and take a step back. She still had plenty of work to do on him, but given how terrified Dion had seemed, the two would probably want some privacy first.
[attr=class,bulk] Caius was coming out from one of the side rooms when Yuna found him by the front door, but she failed to ask what he had been up to when she noticed how exhausted he looked. He explained that it had been a long trip, though the summoner suspected that was the least of his problems right now. He also alluded to a potential threat that meant he’d have to return to Sonora soon, which made Yuna frown and look him over carefully. “I would come if you needed help with that,” she reminded him gently, before tilting her head as he explained why he’d stopped by. “You were worried about me?” Yuna hadn’t been involved in anything particularly dangerous while Caius had been gone, so she wasn’t sure what he meant until she noticed his eyes on Lyari behind her.
“Oh!” Yuna felt her cheeks redden a little as she realized that he must have been talking to Celes. “I’m doing much better. Celes has been a big help with recruiting. Lyari’s our new receptionist—he’s from Zephon originally. Then Monori’s a white mage, and she’s an offworlder like us. I’ll have to introduce you when you have time. I’m…sorry I didn’t ask for help before.” Tidus had once confessed to her that Sir Auron had described her as ‘serious to a fault and doesn’t ask for help.’ She had been pretty put-out by that at the time, but maybe the older guardian had a point. Sir Auron usually did if she was being honest.
To her surprise, Caius apparently had some questions about her summoning. Yuna had no idea what her aeons had to do with helping his king in Sonora, but maybe it was related to the new threat he’d alluded to. Regardless, she trusted the kingsglaive, so she nodded slowly when he asked if he could take her out to lunch to talk about it. “Alright, let me ask Monori if she has everything covered. I hope I can solve your summon problem…”
Turning away, she quickly looked in on the other white mage and made sure that nothing was too dire before she packed up and returned to Caius by the door a few minutes later. “Ready when you are,” she informed him with a slight smile. “I’ll let you pick since you don’t get to spend as much time in Provo.” He was usually busy down at the main branch in Torensten, and he’d been even busier than usual lately with whatever had been happening up in Sonora. She didn’t press him on that immediately though—she had a feeling he would tell her what was wrong over lunch anyway. All Yuna added instead was the truth. “It really is good to see you again, Caius. I’m glad you made it back safe.”
[attr=class,bulk] “Cura,” Yuna muttered, leaning over the man on the bed who currently had a large gash in his side. She had ushered him off quickly to her exam room after his family had brought him in with his shirt completely saturated with blood. Still, it seemed to have looked much worse than it actually was, and the summoner let out a breath of relief as her spell slowly stitched the wound back together. He was left looking pale and his clothing was still ruined, but he would walk out of here on his own. That was all that mattered.
Yuna brought the man some water before she helped him up to a sitting position so he could actually drink it. “Here, you should sip this if you can. You’ve lost a lot of blood.” Her magic couldn’t help much with that part unfortunately. She would have saved a lot more lives over the years if it could have.
Before she could give him any more instructions, Lyari poked his head in the door to get her attention. He was a dark-haired man in his early twenties who happened to be her new receptionist. Celes had recruited him at the same job fair where she had found Monori, and he had been a huge help ever since. Truthfully he was a bit clueless at the actual paperwork side of things, but he was a complete sweetheart at dealing with the patients and their families while they were waiting, and Yuna considered that to be the more important half of the job. “Hey, Yuna? You got a Dragonblades’ visitor. Want me to set him up upstairs?” Members from Torensten passed through all the time, and they were always welcome to stay in one of the guest rooms upstairs. In this case though, Yuna decided that she had time to go see who it was first. They were busy, but between Monori taking over half her workload and Lyari handling everything out front, the clinic’s pace felt downright luxurious lately.
“I’ll be out in a second,” she reassured him before turning back to her current patient. “Stay seated for at least fifteen minutes, okay? If you don’t feel dizzy after that, then you should be all set. Oh! Lyari, can you let his family know that they can come see him now?” Her receptionist gave her a thumbs up, and after making sure everything was settled there, Yuna headed into the waiting room to see who her visitor was. As she spotted a tell-tale blond beard and blue scale armor near the entrance, Yuna broke out into a smile and picked up the pace.
“Caius! I was wondering when you’d be back. I was getting worried.” She really hadn’t heard from him in a long time, and almost all of what she had heard had come down the pipeline from Celes. Yuna had privately wondered if he was okay, but as she stopped in front of him, she could tell pretty quickly that he wasn’t. Caius looked exhausted. Whatever he had been up to in Sonora, it had taken a toll on him, and Yuna felt her smile drop into a look of concern. “Is everything okay?”
[attr=class,bulk] Yuna tilted her head to the side when Tobias said that his priest role was more of a side job. “Extra money?” She guessed, remembering the exchange that she’d seen between him and the head priest at the temple. There was also the possibility that he just secretly enjoyed helping people, but she had a feeling that he wouldn’t tell her that even if it was true. He had a gruff exterior, a bit like Kimahri and Sir Auron had. You had to know both of them for a long time before you could see what was underneath. The same might be true of the man across from her.
Tobias had just started to tell her about Shinra when the waitress came back to take their orders. Yuna was still a bit new when it came to alcohol, so she was a bit embarrassed to admit that she didn’t know the drink that Tobias ordered. A red eye sounded interesting though—she was curious to see what it would come out looking like. For herself, Yuna ordered a glass of sweet red wine and a plate of the fish and chips. That sort of cuisine always made her a bit homesick since the island of Besaid had relied mostly on fish and tropical fruit, but sometimes it was nice to be reminded of home.
Tobias finished up what he had been saying about Shinra, and Yuna frowned slightly when he said that he didn’t know if they could actually be trusted. “...I understand.” More than she wanted to with how corrupt Yevon had turned out to be. “I still think it’s nice you were trying to help out where you’re from. Even if they aren’t telling you everything.”
He asked about Spira, and Yuna smiled a little sadly when he said that it sounded like a paradise if machina was banned. “You must not have good experiences with it. And I hope Spira is a paradise going forward now that Sin and Yevon are both gone.” That probably required some explanation, so Yuna tried to expand as she slid the lighter back across the booth to him. “Sin was a monster that had lived in Spira for a thousand years, and they formed a religion around telling people how to live their lives so that it wouldn’t come back. Including sacrificing summoners and not using machina. Would you be shocked to hear that it was all a lie?” It sounded so silly now to her that she had ever believed in the teachings, but it had been so easy to believe when her father had given his life for it. Yuna had been willing to give up hers as well. She would have gladly died for Spira if it would have made a difference. But not when there was no hope down that path.
“It sounds like the church of Yevon might have something in common with your Shinra,” Yuna said with a faint smile as the waitress returned with their drinks. She thanked her before taking a sip of her wine and looking over Tobias’ drink curiously. “What makes it so red?”
