whatever about that TL;DR emo message from Seymour. I am not reviving any of my Final Fantasy characters. (only, maybe, and that’s a bigass maybe, if there’s interest in the return of Seymour, Kuja, Exdeath, or maybe someone else. I dunno.)

I just stopped by with Kuja and Seymour. Because I was feeling nostiaglic… then I immediately remembered the reasons why I left, and those are the reasons why I have been keeping away.

Same thing has been happening recently. Nothing ever changes… but ah well.

Braska, Rydia, Edge and folks, I hope you guys are still having fun and such.

It is to be expected.

When one is not strong enough to even maintain a form for longer than a day… then so shall something, someone much stronger. With twice as much will, and drive to exist.

Even I don’t even know why I bothered to use my spent energies to relay a message to deaf ears. In hopes maybe he would hear.

Hopes that will ultimately be crushed not soon after the feeling takes flight. The bird shall never make it to it’s goal.

And I watch it crash into the sea, from where I stand back in that prison.

Baaj. It was my home, and my cage. Now it is my final resting place soon enough.

… Death is too cruel to me.

And Lord Braska is still where he should be in my heart. Despite all I put him through.

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Seymour… -he whispers, touching the younger man’s shoulder gently-

-he raises his shoulders as if something had crawled up his spine when he was touched-

L-lord Braska… Why?

To be honest…I don’t even know… -he whispers, not letting go of him-

-he sighs and looks over his shoulder- I don’t know what you expect me to say or do.

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Seymour… -he whispers, touching the younger man’s shoulder gently-

-he raises his shoulders as if something had crawled up his spine when he was touched-

L-lord Braska… Why?

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…….

*insert awkward silence here*

…shall we?

-Seymour stubbornly turns away-

No.

-the older man laughs-

Afraid of this old man, are you?

I am not afraid.

So? 

I don’t appreciate you doing this because some faceless imbecile told you to.

My heart isn’t a playground.

How curious…our first kiss was also because of that, if my memory doesn’t fail me…

Your heart is not a playground, I know, and mine neither, but you didn’t seem to care back in the day.

-the halfbreed goes quiet and keeps his back turned to Braska-

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…….

*insert awkward silence here*

…shall we?

-Seymour stubbornly turns away-

No.

-the older man laughs-

Afraid of this old man, are you?

I am not afraid.

So? 

I don’t appreciate you doing this because some faceless imbecile told you to.

My heart isn’t a playground.

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…….

*insert awkward silence here*

…shall we?

-Seymour stubbornly turns away-

No.

-the older man laughs-

Afraid of this old man, are you?

I am not afraid.

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…….

*insert awkward silence here*

…shall we?

-Seymour stubbornly turns away-

No.