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[#005] Brand New Day (FFX | FFX-2)
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#005: Minor Characters
Title: Brand New Day
Fandom: FFX | FFX-2
Rating/Warnings: K
Word Count: ~650
Summary: Chancellor Baralai sends off two members of the Spiran Council to meet with High Summoner Yuna to deliver an important message. Set directly before the events of the audio drama -Will-.
#005: Minor Characters
Title: Brand New Day
Fandom: FFX | FFX-2
Rating/Warnings: K
Word Count: ~650
Summary: Chancellor Baralai sends off two members of the Spiran Council to meet with High Summoner Yuna to deliver an important message. Set directly before the events of the audio drama -Will-.
Kurgum and Chuami stand at attention in Baralai’s office, looking to the man they call their Chancellor as he moves from behind his desk, carrying an orange sphere that he retrieved from his drawer. Long gone are the days where a young and mischievous priest hosted chocolate sphere hunts on Holy Week or recited the daily prayer text every morning at their primary school. Now, they are Sender and officer respectively, addressing their superior.
Briefing them about the situation in the Moonflow, the growing over-excess of spiritual energy running rampant, and now this―
The video footage they witnessed a few days prior could change everything.
“The situation has worsened in the Moonflow. If it’s not too much trouble, I want you to head to Besaid Island and notify Lady Yuna of these events. There are unfortunate implications being cast in the Yevoners' direction, and I wish to discuss this with her at full length in person in the hopes of dispelling such allegations... But first, I need her to come meet with the Council.”
He pauses to hand Kurgum the sphere, and her companion stows it away in his knapsack. “Can you do that for me?”
“Of course.” Kurgum places a hand over his chest in earnest, foregoing the typical Yevon prayer.
It took him forever to drop the habit. Chuami thought this suited him better.
Baralai smiles, appeased by his answer. “If you have the time, then please. Make sure that she views the contents of this sphere.” And then he looks to Chuami, crossing his arms in an almost blithe manner. “Be sure to look after him. He’s your charge, and you are his assistant. You must always follow his lead, not the other way around.”
She gives him a playful glare, which he responds to in kind.
“You can't fool me. I know how you are.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.” She rolls her eyes, mimicking his posture just to spite him.
“Okay, then." He lightens up now, dropping his arms to his sides. "Have safe travels. You will be traveling by airship, so if you are susceptible to motion sickness, I suggest stocking up on medicine before heading to the docking station. Here’s a slip to give to the pharmacy. They will provide for all your needs.” This one, he hands to Chuami, and she accepts with a sly smile.
“Huh. Paid by the Council. I can get used to this.”
“I would advise that you don’t. That’s only for emergency use.”
She laughs, sliding the slip into the breast pocket of her leather vest. “I was just kidding. Sort of.”
Kurgum makes a face, embarrassed by her wisecrack remarks.
Chuami knows what he must be thinking: regardless of their personal history with the Chancellor, how can she possibly possess the nerve to ignore protocol right in front of their own boss, the de facto leader of the entire world, with a clear conscience? She never makes his job easy, but Kurgum never complains. Besides, Baralai doesn’t seem to mind, accustomed to worse offenders such as the Machine Faction leader; Gippal, an Al Bhed known for his infamous penchant for rule-breaking, and the ex-Mevyn ― now Military Advisor of the Spiran Council ― Nooj, a half-man and half-machine rumored to be suicidal. Apparently the Chancellor likes to surround himself with colorful people.
“Do you have any questions before you depart?”
Baralai's voice anchors her back to the situation at hand, and Chuami stands straighter now on her heels, all mirth gone from her stance.
“Nope. I think we’re good to go. If you have no further instructions for us, then we can leave right away.”
“Good.” Baralai smiles, regarding them with warmth. “Farewell, then. I hope to see you soon.”
They each give him a heartfelt salute, before departing into the new day.
Briefing them about the situation in the Moonflow, the growing over-excess of spiritual energy running rampant, and now this―
The video footage they witnessed a few days prior could change everything.
“The situation has worsened in the Moonflow. If it’s not too much trouble, I want you to head to Besaid Island and notify Lady Yuna of these events. There are unfortunate implications being cast in the Yevoners' direction, and I wish to discuss this with her at full length in person in the hopes of dispelling such allegations... But first, I need her to come meet with the Council.”
He pauses to hand Kurgum the sphere, and her companion stows it away in his knapsack. “Can you do that for me?”
“Of course.” Kurgum places a hand over his chest in earnest, foregoing the typical Yevon prayer.
It took him forever to drop the habit. Chuami thought this suited him better.
Baralai smiles, appeased by his answer. “If you have the time, then please. Make sure that she views the contents of this sphere.” And then he looks to Chuami, crossing his arms in an almost blithe manner. “Be sure to look after him. He’s your charge, and you are his assistant. You must always follow his lead, not the other way around.”
She gives him a playful glare, which he responds to in kind.
“You can't fool me. I know how you are.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.” She rolls her eyes, mimicking his posture just to spite him.
“Okay, then." He lightens up now, dropping his arms to his sides. "Have safe travels. You will be traveling by airship, so if you are susceptible to motion sickness, I suggest stocking up on medicine before heading to the docking station. Here’s a slip to give to the pharmacy. They will provide for all your needs.” This one, he hands to Chuami, and she accepts with a sly smile.
“Huh. Paid by the Council. I can get used to this.”
“I would advise that you don’t. That’s only for emergency use.”
She laughs, sliding the slip into the breast pocket of her leather vest. “I was just kidding. Sort of.”
Kurgum makes a face, embarrassed by her wisecrack remarks.
Chuami knows what he must be thinking: regardless of their personal history with the Chancellor, how can she possibly possess the nerve to ignore protocol right in front of their own boss, the de facto leader of the entire world, with a clear conscience? She never makes his job easy, but Kurgum never complains. Besides, Baralai doesn’t seem to mind, accustomed to worse offenders such as the Machine Faction leader; Gippal, an Al Bhed known for his infamous penchant for rule-breaking, and the ex-Mevyn ― now Military Advisor of the Spiran Council ― Nooj, a half-man and half-machine rumored to be suicidal. Apparently the Chancellor likes to surround himself with colorful people.
“Do you have any questions before you depart?”
Baralai's voice anchors her back to the situation at hand, and Chuami stands straighter now on her heels, all mirth gone from her stance.
“Nope. I think we’re good to go. If you have no further instructions for us, then we can leave right away.”
“Good.” Baralai smiles, regarding them with warmth. “Farewell, then. I hope to see you soon.”
They each give him a heartfelt salute, before departing into the new day.