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Swirling Consequences Start

On day Seven of the Month of Quicksand as passengers are beginning their day there is an announcement over the ICP system. “Attention voidtreckers and passengers of the Voidtrecker Express. Please give your attention to the following message from the void ministry.”

A blurring of the screen and it fades into a video of an elderly woman, skin a swirl of purple and blue sat behind a dark wooden desk hands folded neatly in front of her.

“Greetings crew of the Voidtrecker Express. I am commander Orlaith of the void ministry. As you will be very aware, you were recently involved in a dangerous and somewhat foolish experiment of the tethering system which we assume was initiated by your voidcraft. We received your call for emergency assistance, and were able to stabilise your craft enough to allow it to focus on ensuring crew safety. We are under the understanding that it was a crew member who used the emergency signal given by the Inspection Arm of the ministry, and that member should be commended. So too should you all, for we have reports that the crew of the Voidtrecker Express took part in a risky and difficult anchoring task to ensure the safety of all. As ever, the crew of the Voidtrecker Express exceed expectations for a crew with no formal training.

However, in less positive news, the actions of your Voidcraft have had a ripple effect throughout the void. Worlds that are non void active have reports of seeing void activity in their skies, with residents reporting dreams and uneasy feelings. In void active worlds there are more serious incidents. We have voidcrews in thousands of systems working towards stabilising the void access points.

We understand that after such an ordeal, your crew may be exhausted however we do need your help. System #5739 is a hub world that is extremely void active. It is used to weathering void storms and the barrier between the world and the void is thin. However, it is currently experiencing an unprecedented amount of void activity and world bleeding effects. We need a team to go in and help the citizens there, clearing out any issues and helping stabilise things from within.

The people there know about the void, and are used to void travellers. However, try not to stir up any extra trouble.” The last sounds almost exhausted. Their reputation may precede them.

The video ends.

I assume no one has any objections as voidtreckers have chosen to work with the Void Ministry. Please see your mission briefs. This is not a catastrophe mission."

They have a couple of hours before landing, a few hours to study their briefs and prepare for what is to come. Teams might chat, people might give out equipment gathered over the months, some of the passengers who have been on the train since the very early days of the month of Apple may have advice to give.

Either way a couple of hours later there is another announcement. “Shortly arriving at System #5739. Exiting the void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one...”

SWIRLING CONSEQUENCES: START

WEARY WANDERER ~ FOREST ~ SCRUBLANDS ~ FARMLANDS ~ COMMS

QUICKSAND 7-10 ~ TEAM OBJECTIVES ~ LOCATION INFORMATION ~ OTHER DETAILS
ASK QUESTIONS ~ SHENANIGANS ~ TEAM PLOTTING ~ MISSION TASKS/REWARDS

ARRIVAL

The train shakes as the view of the void leaves its windows, giving way to a cloudy and wet sky in its descent. There's a small bump, and they land on a set of tracks that lead them uphill. Grassy mounds can be spotted on either side, occupied by sheep, goats, and the occasional six legged antelope grazing. In the farther distance are secluded farm houses, or small clusters of buildings.

Things don’t seem so bad, until the clouds spark with colour that sends animals running, far skittish for anything they're used to.

The sparse hills give way to more trees as the train weaves through them, until finally comes to a stop at a small station, no more than a raised platform in the woods. With a sigh, the train doors open, and passengers can walk out into the clearing. Once everyone who wishes to leave disembarks, the train sets off once again, flying up into the air and out of sight.

"Oh good. You’re here!"

Looking over, voidtreckers will spot a young girl at the edge of the clearing.

"Ma said we should expect some void heroes any day now. She’s put some stew on."

And she’s off. For any who wish to follow her, she leads them to an inn, The Weary Wanderer written on a sign. It’s a large inn, larger than might be expected in such a remote place, and the innkeeper Albany quickly organises rooms and food for any who wish it.

“Well, there’s a whole lot more of you than there was.” She takes in the group after Maia explains that they are from the Voidtrecker Express. “Storms are getting worse, we’re getting reports of stampedes, landslides and monsters coming through the colours.” She explains. She has some maps of the area and happily allows her main common room to be turned into a planning station. She’s clearly used to void travellers.

THE WEARY WANDERER

The inn has a large and open floor, the entrance close to where a fire crackles, chairs and a table beside it. To the right are places for eating, and kitchen doors that lead in and out, while to the left is where a counter separates another route to the kitchen, and to the family's own private quarters. By here too are the stairs leading up into the bedrooms, with some also available on the ground floor.

There's enough room for the voidtreckers to squeeze into the front at once, and the tables can be joined to create a more team atmosphere.

The problems are everywhere it seems. Farms need help, dralite chicks need rescuing, and their parents reassured before they go on a murderous revenge spree. Voidtreckers can stay or plan or jump right into things - the forest and scrublands are the closest to reach with both behind the inn, while the farmlands will take half a day to reach. Alabany will mark on the maps where to go for the farmsteads, or ones she knows about, and allow her inn to be used as an intiial base.

For those whose skills lie more in cooking and maintaining camp, she will happily take their help in the kitchens, or suggest They go down to the nearest farmsteads and lend a hand there. It'll take about half a day on foot to reach the nearest few, but many hands are needed. They will have better tools for moving debris and making repairs; she has a few, but not enough for everyone, and she'd rather they be used around the forest if anywhere. She needs those!

Albany will warn about the dralites, and to plug your ears if you're going through the forest. Their screeching can stun and slow people even at a distance, and with everyone worked up, it makes it hard to get through. They happen to like bugs, and a fruit called matts - similar to dates, fruits that grow off certain small trees in the forest.

YELLING HEIGHTS: FOREST

Location of: Dralites, young and old, their nests; monkeys, voidblobs (uncommon), fruit cups and purple stars. Displaced people.

The Yelling Height's forest reach spreads far, wrapping around the lower third of the great Ciyesia mountain and its budding fellow heights, with trees as tall as redwoods making up most of its wood. This gives plenty of space for travellers to move through, but the treetops create thick canopies that shroud the world below, the dots of penetrating light visible in contrast. Against some trees can be found what look like bushes, and there's plenty of them around, along with moss; but looking closer, these have hollow middles, made up of pin needles, twigs, feathers and all sorts. Some have been ruined, some have eggs inside.

High-pitched cries can be heard echoing, but it can be hard to tell how far, or what distance they come from - there's too many, making what should sound distressing, sound like a racket. While there's paths that can be followed, some of the wood has fallen, with ways disturbed by rubble that's tumbled all this way down from the mountain. There are signs to aid - those that haven't been knocked over - to give some sense of direction. Still this wood is hard to navigate, and Voidtreckers will want to be careful about rushing in without a plan. Trouble lurks in all manners...

Dralites can be found scattered around this forest, big and small - Albany will tell them as much. The youngest are easy to locate, unable to fly, and make a lot of noise. Slow-moving and dragging their heavy wings, they need help moving with any speed. They can be found alone, or attracting the attention of the great chinchillas or monkeys (who see them less as prey, and more as something to bully and take out their frustrations on).

Some will accept help from the first person that approaches them, jumping on them and wrapping their wings around their neck or head, clinging on and accepting them as their ride. They will need to be returned to their nests, and will reject any nests that aren’t theirs. It'll be very similar to escorting a toddler, often throwing screeching fits if they don’t think their helper is trying hard enough, which can make it difficult for people to move around.

They are hard creatures to please, even so more the adults who are furious that their nests have been disturbed. As large as a sheep with larger wings and powerful talons they might just swoop down and grab smaller unsuspecting voidtreckers and carry them to their nests as workers to help fix them. Some of these adults may be near their nests, or will be seen swooping around above-head at startling speeds, searching for their young.

There are eggs that have gone missing too. A place they can hatch safely is essentia, since they can easily become pray or be snatched by the monkeys who live in the forest and steal from the inattentive.

As well as helping the dralites, there are herbs that can be collected here. Purple Stars are leaves that grow at the top of tall trees. These can be found deeper into the forest, and are different from the other trees by their branches only growing at the very top, their bark stripy. They will need to be climbed, or flown up to - not getting startled by adult dralites is essential, or becoming target practice to the monkeys. They have rocks.

Deep in the most dampest sections of the fores, Fruit Cups grow in a tangle around spider plants, that will ensnare the unwary into it’s sticky grip. For every few flowers, there's a wide trapping of the spider plants, vines impossible not to get stuck to. But as difficult as they are to collect, they are useful, and the potions they make will be handy to the communities that require help. Some voidblobs have gotten trapped here too, and they'll become active once people get close.

YELLING HEIGHTS: SCRUBLANDS

Location Of: Farm animals, some voidblobs, great chinchillas, farmers in need; ruined paths, craggle leaf. Some dralites, mostly adult. Displaced people.

The trees eventually give way to a mix of rock and dirt, stone jagging up from the ground underfoot that travellers will need to watch out for. Vegetation is littered around, patches of shrubs as often easy to catch the eye as grazed grass poking out around mossy-coated stone. There are paths, or were, but only the remains of them can be found, the area reshaped by landslides.

Animals can be found isolated or in some groups, spooked by any newcomers around, and the odd shepherd trying their best to get their herds under control. But there's further trouble than blocked paths to deal with - because these jobs can never be simple.

The farmers' plans are to bring the grazing animals back down to the lower ground and to their farms, but they'll need help clearing up paths and guiding them off the mountain and back to their farmsteads. Not only will it mean moving debris and locating animals, it will also mean protecting them from the predators in the area - and other trouble.

The horned goats, often a worry on these slopes, have grown even more aggressive. They ram into herds and farmers alike, even attempting to send them rolling. They need driven off, away from the herds. The chinchillas are also more aggressive, running rampage through the hills and attempting to down the livestock and to take them back to their nests.

There will also be sightings of the voidblobs for the more unfortunate, dubbed such by the locals. Gelatinous and luminescent, they are a mess of what were likely multiple creatures that have been fused together, patches of fur and teeth and claws held together with thick veins of colour. They attack indiscriminately and without reason, and are difficult to take down, never responding to blows of any type. You only know when they're taken out by when they stop moving - otherwise, they will continue.

During the first night there is a disturbance on Ciyesia. Trees are felled, the mountain seems to rumble and more animals flee, spilling panicked down the mountain to the farm lands below. For whatever aid is giving to the area on the first day, this event causes more damage to the surrounding areas.

LOWER LANDS: FARMLANDS

Location of: Voidblobs (common), great chinchillas, a few horned goats; ruined pathways, farms in need; people to craft balms and potions, access to tools.

While not as high as the Ciyesia mountain, nor as shrouding as the blanketing forest, the rolling countryside shows its sloping and uneven distance, varying fields split by tones and sandy paths - or what should be sandy paths. But the damage to the earth is noticeable, chunks of the various mounds ruined, broken at parts. You can see trouble, ensuing or approaching, just by looking around long enough.

And the biggest trouble will be reaching it.

Buildings squeeze against fields and fencing, separated far from anyone that could be called a neighbour. But there's a few of what can be called villages, where trades are conducted and visitors are sure to stop. There's usually a singular inn, but people looking to call on the help of a void traveller to help with this mess. They can promise hot meals and some goods in exchange, but first needs to come the help.

Though moving the herds closer to the farms is a sensible idea that doesn’t mean the farmlands themselves are safe. Landslides have cut communities off, some of the chinchillas and horned goats have made their way down the mountain and angry dralites stalk the plains looking for their young.

The shaking of the earth and the landslides have caused damage and debris. Trees have been felled bolders moved, barns and houses have been damaged. There’s a big clean up operation required. Farmers have wheelbarrows and shovels and Albany has some more that can be borrowed. It will require a team effort to clear the roads and make sure essential supplies get where they are needed.

Most of the farms and villages have protections in place, but they are overstretched and exhausted. Villagers take turns patrolling, protecting the herds and the people from creatures should they be goats, chinchillas or the new and terrifying void blobs.

Extra people to set up perimeters are very welcome, as are those who can drive the creatures back into the forests. It’s not just the homes themselves that need protecting but also the paths between them, so voidtreckers and others can deliver supplies to the further afield communities.

Making the herbal remedies will mean finding the right people for it, but locating the villages is a good bet. Tinctures and teas are the best method, boiling the plants and breaking them down over hours. Even if you're not experienced, people being around to help monitor the pots and bottle them will be helpful. The craggle leaf are good as they are to feed upset livestock, but also as medicine, for helping against the voidstorm's headache-inducing effects.

FROM THE VOID...

DISPLACED PEOPLE: Once or twice a year, people can be found in the Yelling Heights, wandering around dazed and confused, hailing from a whole other world. Since these storms have begun there have been at least two a day, perhaps more that have yet to be found. They have no memory of arriving, some might not even have memories of who they are, or where they come from.

For now they need found, gathered in once place and care given to them.

VOIDBLOBS: The voidblobs, as they have been dubbed by those who have seen them, are truly monstrous creatures. Perhaps once multiple creatures they have been fused together, a mess of fur and teeth and claws held together with thick veins of colour these creatures have one instinct and that is to kill.

They are rampaging, strong in their urge to destroy. Fighting them is difficult as nothing seems to slow them down until they die, it’s hard to know how hurt they are and injury doesn’t seem to stop their brute strength or will to kill. They rarely will stop and fight either, requiring a team just to keep up with them as they will lash out and fight but keep rampaging on, drawn towards groups of people or creatures. They can be found anywhere.

VOIDTEARS: For now, it's Red Team's task to find these tears and secure a perimeter on them - a difficult enough job that will take the first few days of the mission. They aren’t visible except in the storms, and so finding them requires braving them, where the wind sings with void music, rain pouring with hail, and a strong sense of unease growing until it too unbearable to endure. But the exact point of the tears must be found: a spot where the kaleidoscope of colours shines down onto any under it, only visible in that area.

STORMS: These are scattered around the lands, never moving despite the clouds that do. In the storms, the voidtears pulse with colour. Being near them is uncomfortable, and there is always the risk of a voidblob coming through. Being near the voidtears for too long even outside of voidstorms will lead to headaches, and so it is wise to rotate who is guarding them.

THE FIRST NIGHT: Late into the first night, there will be loud noises, the earth rumbling and a worrisome show of lights as the full moon hangs in the sky above. There may be word from fellow voidtreckers what's going on, but either way, this disturbance will bring out trouble into the night, breaking fencing and some buildings that were on their last legs.

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OOC Post ~ Questions ~ Shenanigans ~ Tasks Check-In & Mission Rewards
This log lasts for 7-10 Quicksand, with the next log going up on the 21st March (11 Quicksand). Please remember that we will be determining the progress of the mission by task objectives being fulfilled, so PLEASE visit the task objectives toplevel and let us know what your character has been working towards! We accept handwaves (especially if your character is around but you're on hiatus), but actual thread links will count more towards success!

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RED TEAM

You've either wandered into a group of voidblobs or see some approaching. They're annoying on their own, but as a group, they can cause serious damage.

The voidstorms are easy to find by the literal storms they bring, but the tears themselves? They're a pain to, only visible once you're right under them. How will your character persevere in the search? Flying, if you can, might seem the quickest option, but a closer level to the sky seems to make the headaches and disorientation worse.

You've somehow been convinced into fixing up a fence during watching the perimeter. Yes yes, that's important, but the area is clear for now, and what if an animal gets loose? More hands will get this done quick.

BLUE TEAM

What kind of people will you find out there in the wild? Someone desperate for an offer of aid, or someone suspicious, distrusting? Are they even human, or some other race - or sentient object?

The dralites aren't good at in any way but wailing. But their eggs are unique, obsidian in appearance. So if you see a monkey carrying any such thing, or see one being carried by a great chinchilla - that's no lucky lump of goal. That's your way of calming down the ticking time bombs of angry parents.

PURPLE TEAM

Farm work isn't your chore, but the farmers need all their herds before they go anywhere, so you're getting involved whether you want to or not.

Make a good impression on the farmers, and they're likely to help you out. Need to borrow tools? Or can you convince the farmers to let you and your friends borrow some, passing them onto the people who need them?

ORANGE TEAM

Herb collection is hard enough with tall trees and spider plants but watch out for the monkeys who want to steal the prize.

Once herbs are collected they can be made into potions. They aren't too difficult to make and Albany has recipes if asked.

Herbs aren't the only things monkeys want, there's a group converging on a dralite nest, those eggs look very shiny.

ALL TEAMS

Distance is a real concern. Who will go where, where are places and people in need? Scouting is a good idea, and so is organising who will be best, where. ... or, you can just go and do your own thing.

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Nell left off stirring for a moment and turned. "Tidus!" She smiled at him. "Tell me you brought in some more of the herbs."

She gestured towards the pot she was stirring. "We got a ton cooking down, but we can always use more. I gave the hunting 'em down a bit of a rest for the moment and now I'm fixin' up potions and such."

The gesture's enough to bring him over to the back side of the building with her, the heat something compared to the rather chilly outside. But not too stuffy, and he does poke his nose sliiightly to look at what's cooking in the pot.

Wow, looks like a mess! Which is why he's not in charge of herbs, but he is another task, bringing his hands close together.

"Lucky for you, I'm the delivery guy!" And as such, a small white bag appears between his hands, coming together with threads of gold before those disappear, the bag fully in his grasp. "Don't know how many this is, but hope it's enough! I know there's a few others cooking too."

He holds it out for her to take as he talks, and inside at the fruit cups, the trickier and fewer of the plants to get a hold of. But the more useful, overall.

"Oh fruit cups! Good! I brought in a bunch, but we're already running low so this is perfect!" She smiled at him. "Hope you didn't get too caught up in the sticky. I didn't think I'd ever get it all off of me."

Actually, there's still more on here that she'll no doubt discover later.

"How are things going out there?"

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He laughs.

"I'm okay - I'm just the 'take the goods' guy. I'm leaving the picking fun to the rest of you Oranges."

No tree climbing or vine sticking for him! He passes over the bag for her to take. It's better with her than him.

"It's fine. A bunch of roads are wrecked from the tremors and whatever's loosening the soil, but we've got some strong arms around." He pats one of his arms. "You met Molly? Young girl, brown hair, in Purple? She can throw around boulders like nobody's business!"

"Oh my. Well, better her than me. I couldn't even budge them!" She checked out the bag. "This is wonderful, Tidus! We'll be able to make a lot more potions with thus."

"Great! Is the batch you're doing now nearly ready? I can wait and take them - gives me an excuse to sit for five minutes. My feet are aching!"

It's all walking, walking, walking around here!

Nell checked her batch and smiled at him. "How does ten minutes with your feet up sound? Gives it time to finish and cool a bit."

Maybe even a little longer as she pours it out into bottles.

"You spoil me," he says with a grin, and finds a spot to seat, a small stool that's stiff but does the job.

"This the same how you make everything else back home? I've never really seen people do this before."

"Pretty much." Nell smiled over at him. "My ingredients are different, but the basics are the same. I was actually able to help out with one of their tinctures 'cause I had a better way to make it."

The memory made her happy. It was nice to think she'd truly been able to help.

"Most of this about anyone could do though."

"Huh!" It's a sound, but one of approval, his eyes observing her work with some interest. But he also takes a look about the room, and it makes him wonder.

"So, this place - is it anything like where you come from?"

Nell lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. "Sort of, but not really. We have more technology even if most of the Church chooses not to use a lot of it. And they do use cars and solar panels and such."

She looked around. "But the way the whole village works together on things, that's a lot like the Church, though nobody's tried to shove any religion down my throat here."

"I wonder if that's how life's like back home now?" The way she describes a Church not using a lot of technology... "Spira, where I'm from, they didn't use a lot of technology. Nothing like electrics or that - well," and he huffs, "They weren't supposed to, you know, but the higher ups didn't mind using a few.

"But everyone else, they were strict about it. They thought it'd help the world to live like that. I ever tell you about it?"

Maybe he has, when Nell's religion was brought up - or her old life. He remembers her marrying young to an older couple; or, the man, anyway. But the use of technology and religion... seems it wasn't just a Yevon thing.

"The Church mostly avoided it to stay under the government's radar," Nell explained. "If they coulda used more energy or bought more stuff without the government finding out or getting their personal information, they would."

She stirred for a moment, thinking about herself. "Have to say, I guess I've been like that myself. Not sure why, except it's the way I was raised."

"Huh... that's really different." It's making him thoughtful, imagining it. But as he does, it does bring an obvious question.

"Why don't the Church like the government? Is there something up with them?"

"They kinda think the government's out to get 'em, trying to control them," Nell said. "Always watching over their shoulder. They're big conspiracy theorists."

"Scary!" At least, when it's voiced like that, but it's said with some humour, a small smile. "So, you do too? What do they have? A lot of soldiers around? Or-- ohh. They think it's the machines that help control people?"

"No, they're just strict fundamentalist religious people and they don't hold with any of them religious or social freedoms the government supports. They feel like the government is sort of the big Satan amd out to get 'em." She shrugged. "Mostly the government seems like it doesn't care much, even when you try and get 'em involved, but the Church doesn't see it that way."

"Wow, that's, uh... confusing." Admittedly. He needs to wrap his head around this! "There wasn't a difference between the government and religion back where I'm from, so hearing them clash is..."

Odd. Different. Which is usually the case for other worlds, but he's never had to think about government vs. religion that often.

But there's another point Tidus is noticing, asking: "Have you been out of the loop with your religion since the couple you were with moved on? People don't really criticise their faith about how it works that easy."

"I left the church when I married John and Leah," Nell said firmly. "Well, we went to services once or twice after, but then John and Leah told me it wasn't safe and we stopped altogether, which was fine with me. God's Cloud of Glory church is a cult and I stay close mostly to be there if I can ever get my sister's out."

She now knew John and Leah had lied to her, but it didn't affect how happy she'd been to be free of the Church.

"Oh." There's a note to the way he voices that oh, a better understanding - a more serious undertone in what this Church is, and how unsafe it is.

Every religion had some shady side to it, didn't it. ... or, more than you'd like.

There's a moment where he goes quiet, not intentionally. If he could, he'd help with her sister problem, but that's a dumb thing to say; what was even going on? Was she trapped? And there wasn't anything they could do from here. His hands sit in his lap, and he does eventually ask:

"How was it? Going back home. Were the gardens okay?"

Nell was quiet herself for a moment as she thought about how to answer that. "It was wonderful. And terrible."

She fiddled with the pot just to have something to do with her hands while her brain sorted out how to explain. "I was so happy to be back and it was clear that someone had taken care of my gardens and all. Turned out my mother and sisters had helped with that because my body was lyin' in the hospital unconscious and had been for all the months I was on the train. They were fightin' with the church to keep it held for me till I was better.

"My mother didn't know what to do with another me just showin' up out of the blue and the churchmen took the opportunity to attack one of the nights I was there - try to force me to marry one of 'em so they could control me and my land. If Yondu hadn't been there..."

Her voice trailed off and she was quiet again for a long moment. "I killed one of 'em who attacked."

There's always a but as she's speaking, even when her return sounds well. He's glad to hear about her family more - even if one's in this church that Nell doesn't like much, at least she has family around, and that's more than he thought before. But then the but comes, and there's an instinct in Tidus to move, this urge to stand and do something.

He doesn't. There's a flinch in his features, and one of his hands ball for a situation and event that's come and gone, that there's nothing for him to do about. Nothing but listen, to be quiet, wishing he had better words to say than he does, but...

"I'm sorry. It sucks."

Killing, being put in that position, even if you would do it again to be put in that position.

"What happened after? Are you going to be okay?"

If those people would go that far then - what about now?

"I... yes. I'm... I will be fine." Nell said. She felt it was important to get that out first, having seen that quick clenching of his fist.

She thought about how to explain what had happened, how to put it into words. "When they came for me, I got separated from Yondu. I could sense him fighting through the land, but Joshua had hit me so hard my head was still spinning. Yondu scared off most of 'em, but Brother Ephraim was hurt bad when Yondu left him to come for me. He scared Joshua off, left him with crazy tales about a blue demon whistling down hell, but then Brother Ephraim came up behind Yondu and..."

Nell took a deep breath and shrugged, though it hurt to think about. "And I fed him to my land. He'd bled on it, so I owned him. Joshua had, too, but I let him flee with his tail between his legs, and the fear of God in him. He was young, could still learn, maybe, but Brother Ephraim was evil and he would have killed Yondu and me both. So... I let the land have him. And I need to live with that for the rest of my life."

She'd fed him to her land. It was...strange, the explanation sounding simple, but Tidus isn't sure if he really understands. But that - how she did what she did - isn't what's important here, Tidus knows. Taking a life, even if it's to protect someone. Especially someone close to you...

"Are you worried about that?" He asks, gently. "That you can't?"

"Not worried, so much. I'll do what I have to," she said. "Just my heart's awful heavy and I'm not sure it's something my God will ever forgive me for. I had to do it once before to save my life and Yondu was pretty sure thatI'd had no choice if I wanted to live. But a second time..."

She was quiet again for a moment. "It just weighs on me. Some days more than others."

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