Whispering Voices {Open}

[Seymour Guado]

Pyreflies drifted through the ship graveyard, they moved around the rotting wood, faded through walls and glided over the dark waters. They provided the only light in these murky waters, the casted eerie shadows in all truth they suited the place. A slender hand ran up the railing of a small rotting staircase, the wood creaked under gentle footsteps. Fabric of a midnight blue glided over the old brown and green wood, the slender hand that ran along the railing slowly moved up a little as claw like finger nails caressed a Pyrefly. As the man reached the top of the stair case he stood upon the deck of a ship, half of the desk was submerged in the water and the rest was like the stair case. Every ship in the place was the same, rotting and covered in moss, mud and sometimes if you looked close enough the dry blood of those who had died on these ships.

Piercing blue eyes watched as the small balls of light almost danced over the water, some may describe it as a beautiful site to see others would rush to find summoners. However to Seymour Guado they were almost soothing, they reminded him of Guadosalam most of all it reminded him of his one true goal in life. To become the saviour of the world, to free it from the spiral of death it has become trapped in. The world needed to be saved, the false hope the people have deluded themself into believing in was becoming both pointless and tiring. "Such pointless hope" his eerie voice came out in a smooth whisper, there was no need to say anything loud enough for anyone to hear for he was currently alone.

Seymour already knew what he needed to complete his goal; all it would take was a summoner and Sin. Most would think a plan such as the destruction of the whole world would require a lot more, however that was the beauty in his plan it did not require a lot which meant he could spend more time focusing on those two things he required instead of having to spread his focus out so thin on many things, places and people. The half-breed turned on his heels, the robe moved around his made perfectly the fabric swaying back into place he was the perfect image of a Maester of Spira. As he strode towards the side of the ship, the Pyreflies moved away from him they avoided his body like it was the plague or maybe they simply avoided the man who seeked nothing but death.

Claw like fingers wrapped around the railing once again, as those piercing blue eyes looked out at the other destroyed ships. Each one was a different size and shape; each one had a story to tell. The people who had died here so long ago would have never been sent, their souls would have gone on to become fiends that lived out their lives attacking humans until they died and could finally be sent on to the far plane. It was a never ending circle of death, people lived to die and to kill other things and once Sin appeared he only brought more death and sorrow to the people. He had watched people live in fear of death, always waiting for it trying to run from yet they always clung to that false hope they had.

It was pitiful to watch people cling to the thought that one day everything would just get better, Sin would never just disappear from their lives it was part of them now. Sin would forever remain a part of them, ready to kill all those who thought otherwise.

[Yuna]

[/b] Yuna asked turning around towards the sound. Yuna's eyes opened up wide when Maester Seymour Guado appeared. With a loss of words, Yuna really did not know how to greet him. With Yevon no longer what it was, greeting a Maester was a mystery to her.[/ul]

[Seymour Guado]

In the eyes of Seymour Guado Spira had suffered enough, and he was more than willing to become their saviour and their light. Guide them into the afterlife and awaken their full potential, he was the perfect person for it as he had already felt the embrace of death. Fingers let go of the rail as he moved his right hand in front of his face, turning it slowly as blue eyes looked at the appendage almost as if waiting for an answer to come to him. For when he awoke in this graveyard he felt different, he no longer felt the power he had in death which could only mean one thing he had become part of the living again.

It bother angered and frustrated him to be part of the living once again, he did not wish to be trapped in his mortal body. He felt contained as if life restricted him from being what he could be, it was a horrible feeling luckily it did not hinder his plan. He would still find Sin and a summoner and use them; there was no doubt in his mind that anything could stop him anymore. Everything he had learned when dealing with Lady Yuna and her guardians would be used, the lady Summoner and her party at least had been of some use in the end they had allowed him to learn from past mistakes and now with this second chance there was no stopping him.

The faint sound of creaking reached the ears of the Guado half-breed, his attention to not waver from the water thought. For he was not interested on what fiend had crept on board the ship, if need be he would kill it and allow it to have the death it so longed for. A single claw like nail ran down the center of his chest, right between the tattoos of horses on either side. The feeling of his own nail running down his skin was something he had not felt for some time now; he had forgotten just how much a mortal body could feel he found it rather annoying and pointless. It was then that a soft female voice broke the silence of graveyard, the sweet voiced that echoed into his ears was one he knew all too well.

Pale lips formed a small smirk at the thought of her being here; it seemed that fate wanted Seymour to succeed in his plan. He turned towards the sound of the voice, both his left arm and robe moved in a sweeping motion until he was facing the young brown haired summoner. She was just as he remembered her, a sweet naive girl unaware that the hope she clung to was fake and she could never make a difference unless you let him use her. "Ahhh Lady Yuna, a pleasure to see you again" that voice that was all his own, it was sweet yet dark and eerie at times. As the last word fell from his lips he lowered his head in a little bow, hands moved in front of his chest to form a little sphere.

It was a common greeting in Spira, it was also the sign they used when they prayed as a Summoner Yuna knew this sign well. Hands fell back to his side as he slowly raised his head, piercing blue eyes the same shade as his hair locked onto the woman before him. "What brings the lady summoner to a place like this?" he took a single step closer as he spoke, the ship creaking beneath him.

[Yuna]

[/i] Seymour had said to her. "Again?" Yuna asked and slowly stood back up. When did I see him, Yuna thought. "Forgive me but I do not recall this time." Yuna said, with her cheeks turning a light shade of red.

Though his blue hair did seem way to familiar, which brought her odd dreams back to her thoughts. Then again she did know who the half guado was, but who didn't know who Maester Seymour was. He was the son of Lord Jyscal, the guado who had married a human. Was quite nice to know that discrimination was not such a issue. Another thing that Spira could be rid of. Discrimination, sorrow, and the pain all things that should be conquered in Spira. Hearing from Erik the same in Gran Pulse and Cocoon. The summoner took breath in and hoped the same peace would come.

"What brings the lady summoner to a place like this?" Seymour asked Yuna, then took a step closer. When the Maester took a step forward, Yuna couldn't help but feel the urge to step back. "I heard rumors about this place being haunted and the unsent souls..I wanted...I wanted to see if it was possible to help them." Yuna said and looked up at him. The summoner turned around and gazed at the scenery and sighed. "What do you think of this place? Do you think the rumors are true?" Yuna asked and held her hand over heart. "If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing here?" Yuna asked.

With the Maester stepping forward like he did, Yuna could not get the feeling of wanting to just leave. Like if Yuna stayed around the Maester, then something might happen, something that she wouldn't like. Then it hit Yuna, she did have a dream about the Maester. Thinking about it started to make Yuna blush a bit. Dressing in white, the Maester holding on to her arm, it was just a dream. Perhaps the summoner's mind showing her respects for the Maesters in a odd way? Since Yevon was no more and the Maesters didd take care of Spira, respect was something they deserved. Admiration and respect is all, Yuna thought. If anything truely happened I would remember it. Still didn't mean Yuna stopped blushing from thinking about the dream though. [/ul]

OCC: your post is so epic and mine isn't >< I'm sorry.

[Seymour Guado]

The Pyreflies remained in the ship graveyard, dancing over the water and gliding through the ships. They were still souls of the dead unset to the afterlife, so here they would remain until they started to become jealous of the living then their jealousy would turn to hate. Once their hate become strong enough they would become fiends, then they could kill the living and most likely force them into the same fate as them. However if those fiends were lucky it might be them who died, and then they would be freed from the mortal body of a monster and be allowed to progress to their full power in the afterlife. It was such an interesting circle of death to watch, Seymour had spent years watching the souls of the dead lose their way, get sent by a summoner or become an unset like he once was.

A Pyrefly moved through the air towards the two summoners, the ball of light moved freely for it had nothing to physically bind it anything in this world. It was why it passed through Seymour's body as if it was nothing, blue eyes looked down at the Pyrefly as it came through his chest there was no strange feeling as it passed through him. It was like it wasn't even there; they truly were a wonderful thing to watch. However when Yuna spoke those blue eyes would look back up at her, his mind began to fill with questions as to why Yuna seemed to act like they had never met. He did not say anything straight away, however his mind made the connections quickly to what this meant for him.

Yuna had forgotten him and everything he had done to her, everything he had ever tried to do to her and her foolish guardians. It was almost to perfect, he suppressed the smirk he would usually have when information such as this reached his ears. Instead an expression of concern and worry came over his face, to her eyes it would look as real as the sun and moon however it was all fake. "Lady Yuna have you come in contact with Sin's toxins, do you not re-call coming to Guadosalam I had invited you into my manor as a personal guest". As he spoke he brought his arm up in a sweeping motion in front of him, almost as if trying to display those memories to her of course no memories played out in front of them and his hand ended up back at his side.

Things were working out for Seymour already; Yuna had no memories of her pilgrimage. The summoner he had always wanted to use had fallen back in his hands, and once again she saw him as the Leader of the Guado and a Maester of Yevon. When Yuna spoke about the unsent and rumours of this place being haunted, the way she spoke made him release something else she was not as strong willed as she once was it seemed her forgotten memories had returned her to that nervous girl he first met. "Ahhh the summoners duty to perform a sending, Yuna you are just as kind as ever coming all this way to help these lost souls reach the farplane" he turned his head ever so slightly to look at the Pyreflies.

"In my time here I have only seen Pyreflies, there have been no fiends or have I seen any unsent. You should be used to sites such as this Lady Yuna, Sin has done far worse to Spira". He needed to test her memory see what she did remember and what she didn't, he knew she did not re-call ever personally meeting him however how much of her joinery did she remember. When she asked what he was doing here, he turned his face back to hers blue eyes locked with a set of green and blue eyes. "This place smelt of the farplane, I had come to see why that was it would appear the Pyreflies have made it that way". Seymour told her half the truth, this place did smell like the farplane which was a smell only the Guado knew for they were the only race who lived so close to it and grew up with it.

The other reason he came to a place like this was Sin, a place like this would be the perfect place for Sin to hide out. The water was still and cold, people avoided this place and the Pyreflies created a certain mood.

[Yuna]

[/b] Yuna said shaking her head. "Why did you invite me as your personal guest? Did something happen that you needed to tell me?" The summoner covered her mouth when she realized she was asking to many questions. "I'm sorry but I don't recall any of this."

A Maester of Yevon inviting me as a personal guest? The question stayed at the front of her mind and kept pushing the urge to want to know why. Did I really get effected by Sin's toxins? Yuna thought. Sin's toxin was said to make your mind funny, but how long is it supposed to last?

"They deserve peace, like every person that has passed on." Yuna said with a nod of her head.

Much like every passed on who envies the living, rest and peace was deserved. The young summoner looked back at the pyreflies over the water and let out a sigh. Walking to the edge of the ship, she placed her hands on the wooden railing and took a deep breath. If I was to do a sending it would take so long, Yuna thought. If it was needed though, it was a guarantee that she would perform a sending.

"Yes I guess you would be drawn to the smell of this place. I suppose like how my curiosity brought me here, you know." Yuna said with a small smile. "I apologize if I disturbed you." the brown haired girl said.[/ul]

[Seymour Guado]

The Maester of the Guado was amazed at how things were playing out right now, lack had given him the perfect hand and he would take and use it as he saw fit. With the young summoners memory gone of him he was free to change it, make her see him in a new light then when she didn't see it coming he could use her. He would allow her to cling to her false hope a while longer, it was that false hope that drove her to defeat Sin. How disappointed she would be once she learns the truth, but she would not suffer for long for Seymour would save her he would end her life. All that he needed to do was make sure those guardians didn't interfere, he could easily find a way to distract them or perhaps he could just have them locked up somewhere.

When she asked about her trip to Guadosalam, he was ready to explain however it seemed she was still nervous the quick movement to cover her mouth cause Seymour to laugh softly. How amusing it was to see her back to the way she once was, instead of the woman who stood at their wedding as she tried to send him before jumping of the building. "Please Lady Yuna there is no need to be nervous, I would be happy to answer your questions" he placed his right hand against his chest, his head bowing ever so slight before his straighten back up as his hand slowly moved back to his side. The claw like nails glided over the fabric of his robes, yet they did not damage the fabric in anyway.

"As you rode the Shoopuff over the moonflow you were attacked by Al Bhed, I had heard the news once you reached port so of course I had sent someone to the entrance of the city to await your arrival I had to make sure that you were unharmed" He titled his head back to look at the Pyreflies again, the dead were watching and yet they could not say a single thing. "It saddens me to see you have forgotten such events, you had brought a smile to the Guado’s face by agreeing to the visit no Summoner ever stays in our city any longer then they have to". He was twisting a story and words together to make the perfect story for her, he knew her well enough to know that she would most likely be disappointed with herself for forgetting the joy she had brought people.

It was her strength and her downfall all at the same time; it drew people to her and made it easy for Seymour to manipulate her. "Then a sending shall be needed, you must guide them to the afterlife" he was alive now there was no need to fear a sending, if she danced nothing would happen to him and his plan would come to life with every second. When the young summoner moved to stand at the side of the boat, her delicate hands on the wooden railing her eyes watching the water it was the perfect moment to take a step forward in his plans. The boot creaked under his feet as he moved across the deck; he walked up behind Yuna until he was standing behind ever so slightly. Half of his body was behind hers as the other half was shown; it was almost like they were standing back in the memory chamber in Guadosalam.

When she spoke he lowered his head ever so slowly, until his lips rested rather close to her ear. "You could never disturb me Yuna, I hoped I would see you again" he whispered into her ear, secretively with sweet a tone to his voice. Seymour really was going to use her again, and she was none the wiser.

[Yuna]

[/b] Yuna said with a small smile. "I thought the Al Bhed were good people, why would they attack me?" Yuna asked the Maester. After the Eternal Calm started I was told the Al Bhed were kind, Yuna thought. "I'm sorry I do not remember." The brunette apologized.

Hearing the Maester out about the Al Bhed attacking her made her wonder a bit. My uncle is an Al Bhed, surely the Al Bhed didn't mean to attack me. Yuna thought to herself. Maybe it was like what Lulu and Wakka tried to do, maybe they were trying to stop me by kidnapping me? The summoner brought her small hand to her head as she thought. For an odd reason she had a strong positive answer on that. Was good to know that people cared enough for her, just knowing people loved and worried about her was good enough.

"Why wouldn't I stay at least for a little while. You were worried about me, least I could do." Yuna said. Surely if what Maester Seymour was saying the truth, then this is what what would have been going through the summoner's head.

A sending for those unsent, Yuna thought. Was only right. All these souls were surely now fiends that preyed on the living. Like the pyreflies knew what was coming, more seemed to gather. The summoner closed her eyes and breathed in the sea air. I'll do what I can. As the young girl was about to take out her staff she heard the boards creak behind her. Sounded as if Maester Seymour was approaching her, unless her ears deceived her and he was walking away. Would not be the first time her ears heard something different from what she thought. Her suspensions were confirmed when she felt the Maester right behind her. She felt her heart skip a few beats and felt her skin getting hot as she heard the Maester right by her ear.

The young naive summoner wanted to say "Why did you want to see me again?" Though she was sure the half guado would say something along the lines of "It's always a pleasure to see you." One she was used to hearing that and two how the Maester was talking, wouldn't surprise her one bit.

"Really? Well thank you, why would you want to see me again?" Yuna asked. With Seymour this close to her, the dream she had where she recognized him kept coming to the front of her mind. She did feel the urge to ask him about it, perhaps it was just a dream. "I've been having these dreams a lot lately, and it has been of odd things. Most things I see are blurry but I can make out a few people." Yuna said. "Do you think the dreams I'm having could have actually happened?"[/ul]

[Seymour Guado]

"It was such horrible news to receive, you had been attacked so close to my city and I could not even help you for I only received word once you reached the shore" he twisted more lies and truth together, spinning his web to catch the lady summoner. He had not been looking forward to finding another summoner, for not everyone would succeed in gaining the final aeon. Yuna was the daughter of a high summoner; she trusted the teachings and clung to her false hope like it was life itself. It was why she was the perfect choice, now he had a second chance to use her.

"I was not there lady Yuna so I cannot say why they did it, I believe your guardians did kill all those who tried to kidnap you". The girl before was like a blank slate, he was free to play any part in front of her and she would fall for it. However the question still remained, would her memories return to her and if they did how long did Seymour have before she would remember him for what he really way. He would need to think up a way to either prevent her from re-gaining them, or at least complete his goal beforehand. Even if she regained her memories in the midst of her battle with Sin, there was no chance she could stop it then.

"I did not wish to hinder your travel, however I needed to make sure you were safe for both the people of Spira and for myself" He spoke the last three words in almost a whisper, he knew how to create a mood like the one he wanted. Make Yuna feel like he had feelings for her, it was an easy task to do. It was different from last time when he just asked her to marry him, even though his lack of feelings had not been what ruined the plan last time. He still felt a need to approach it much more differently this second time, you should never waste something like this.

As he stood behind her, his blue eyes glanced down at the shorter female. Her soft brown hair covered her face and a portion of her neck. She was beautiful and kind, however it was sad to watch her cling to false hope just as his mother had done. His mother had clung to false hope of better days for so long, he had watched her cling to it until she died thinking that would help him. At least in death she was free form her pain, she was free from suffering from the lies she had come to believe in all those years. "Do you find it wrong that I wish to see you again Yuna, I only wish to make sure you are safe it is my one wish" he smiled, not his haunting smile she would have seen so many times before this one looked like a real smile it was more so there just in case she turned around.

When she spoke of dreams it was like another gift, he had been thinking about her memories and here she was giving him the answer. He raised his left hand so it was in front of them, the claw like fingers opened as a Pyrefly started to float around his hand. "Dreams and reality are to different things and should never be confused Yuna, everyone has a dream but they do not always come true" he quickly clenched his fingers; they passed through the Pyrefly like it was nothing as it remained floating there around them. "Never reach for something that you can't touch".

[Yuna]

[/b] Yuna said politely.

I certainly wish Cid was not one of them, Yuna thought. Though since he stopped talking to the summoner's mother after she got married, would he be angry with Yuna? If he was then, well her hopes of meeting him with excitement was obviously over. With these thoughts, the summoner took out her rod in her hand. Closing her eyes she felt a tear coming out of her blue eye. The unsent did not deserve to be an unsent this long. When the young summoner heard the Maester's words again, her cheeks began to flush even more, along with the butterflies in her stomach. No Maester Seymour couldn't have feelings for me, Yuna thought. He would want someone older. The half Al Bhed summoner wanted to ask the Maester, why he kept speaking like that. In a manner that he was speaking. Was it making Yuna feel uncomfortable? Not really no, was just making her feel like something that was not there. Instead of asking though, the summoner let out a light gasp.

"No, it is good to see you," Yuna said and turned around. Only to realize how close he really was. Seeing this, the summoner's cheeks flushed even more. "I am grateful that you only wish for my safety." the summoner said with a smile. Yuna watched the Maester grasp for the pyrefly and took in what he said. There was truth in his words, dreams were dreams, reality and dreams were completely separate. "You're right, they are different." Yuna said.

Thinking of the sending after those words, Yuna stepped away from the Maester to a spot where she had room to move. Closing both her eyes she took in a deep breath. In her hand she moved her staff around her and focused on sending the unsent. In her mind she felt like she was hearing the Hymn of the fayth as she danced. Swinging her body around with her staff, she felt the unsent leaving for the farplane. Swinging her staff in a few more motions, Yuna opened her eyes and felt a few tears roll out of the corners of her eyes. Putting both her hands on her rod, she leaned back and swung it around her. As she continued, the unsent were finally getting the peace they deserved. With one more rotation of her rod, the summoner placed both hands on the rod and pointed the top to the boards of the ship. It's done, Yuna thought. The summoner took in a deep breath and looked at the Maester.

"It is done." Yuna said with a nod.[/ul]

[Seymour Guado]

'Please there is no need for formalities here, you may address me simply as Seymour" that eerie voice had velvet smooth tone to it, his voice was somewhat luring. Not like that of a siren or a beautiful woman, more that of a man of promise and desire. He was saying everything and anything that would lure Yuna to him make her feel safe and that she could trust the blue haired Guado. It was essential that he built a bond with her, the bond of a Summoner and her Final Aeon had to be a strong one. Like that of family, lover or a best friend. It was why a summoner had guardians so they could build a bond with them, for once they built a strong enough bond they were ready to fight Sin and die together.

He pulled his lips into a slight smile when Yuna said it was good to see him, she was making it so easy for Seymour to build this bond. She offered words he could twist, and provided him with the perfect moments for the slightest movements to leave her flustered and confused. "It pleases me to hear that, it is a great privilege to have someone such as yourself enjoy my company" His eyes caught the faint blush that was creeping onto her cheeks; it was amusing to see he already had such an effect on the summoner. "I would do anything for you Yuna, no harm shall ever come to you as long as I am here". When she said a few words about dreams and reality he bit his tongue for the moment, he would save his words for the perfect moment and right now was not the time.

It was easy to tell what she was going to do; the girl had always been easy to read at times. A sending had probably been playing on her mind since she got here, now she had found the time and strength to perform one. As Yuna began to dance for the dead, her blue skirt moved around her like the ocean as her staff swung in motion with her body. As sad as a sending was supposed to be, it was also a beautiful site sometimes. The way Yuna danced was filled with emotion, she was guiding the dead to their final resting place but she was also saying goodbye to them in her own way. The Pyreflies began to vanish one by one, the moved on without a struggle for there was nothing they could do. Seymour watched in silence, until blue and green eyes looked back over at him.

Seymour took a few steps closer to her, the floor boards creaking under him. As the dark blue robe whispered over the rotten wood, covering it from site for the briefs moment. He stopped a meter away from Yuna, his own blue eyes locked with hers for the briefest moment. Hands moved into the prayer of Spira, as he lowered his head ever so slightly in respect. "Allow me to protect you and your dream, both as a Maester and as myself" he did not look up at her; instead he remained in his slight bow. The smirk on his lips hidden from the naive girl before him, his plan was already starting to take shape.

[Yuna]

[/b] Yuna said and looked down towards the floorboards. Did something happen between us more than just a simple bond? Yuna pondered. No it couldn't have happened, there are other people out there. Wouldn't he go for a guado or a politician? Then again, Yuna was now the leader of Besaid, but back then she wasn't. "You would really do anything for me? Maester, I mean, Seymour did something happen, did we fight together and become good friends?" Yuna asked looking into Seymour's eyes.

As the Maester bowed, the young naive summoner listened to his words and a small smile formed on her face. He really wishes to protect me? Yuna asked herself. The summoner brought her hand over her heart and felt butterflies in her stomach, as well warmth from feeling that she was cared about. Sure Lulu, Wakka, Kimahri, and many others cared about her, but hearing this from Seymour was different and made her feel a bit surprised as well. Feels like I'm accepting a guardian all over again, Yuna thought happily.

"I'd be honored to have you protecting me...Seymour." Yuna said and stopped herself from mentioning the title Maester. Seeing how Seymour had given her the respect of a bow, the young summoner returned with a bow and stood back up after a few moments.[/ul]

[Erik Storm]

This was different, a ship graveyard in the coastling of a place he had not heard of About half of the ship was sunken in but the youth did not worry for that. The view was okay, but this place had some history that even the youngun did not know of. He thought he was alone, but it was then he heard voices. Curiousity striking at him, his ears strained until he heard a more familiar voice. Two figures came into view and he hid behind a raised part of the ruined ship, squinting his eyes. The male was unfamiliar but the female..those blue eyes and that light brown hair, his eyes widened and blinked. Yuna? What could she be doing here? And who was the mystery man with her. Deciding to take the leap of faith, he opted to reveal himself. He stood up and shyly stepped forward, silently cursing the floor boards for making such a racket.

Once he got close enough to the two, they would certainly notice him by now. He gave a small smile to the man and to Yuna, he gave a wave."Hey Yuna, I didn't know you were here."He said and walked over, smiling sweetly to her but walked around the male, observing him closely."Who is this? Is he one of those guardians you have been talking about?"He asked, looking up at him. Light brown met blue, a small smile graced his lips, despite the aura the man let off."Well, I'm Erik Storm, nice to meet you."

[Seymour Guado]

Seymour knew this place was not of his world, he had been all over Spira and there was no place like this anywhere on it. He had awoken here, however he had not been alone it seemed travellers passed through here. He learned of the world fusions, but more importantly he learned of the war for were there was war there was death. When Yuna thanked him, his pale lips pulled into a smile it was soft and sweet. "There is no need to thank me, if we cannot protect the people we care for well who should we protect then?" the blue haired Guado was spinning his words together, like a spider spinning her web. Yuna was his prey unknown to her she was already tangled in his web; all he was doing now was enforcing the strands until there was no escape.

"I would do anything for you Yuna" as he spoke he took a step closer to her, his right hand reaching out to brush some of her brown hair away from her cheek. His touch was tender and soft, nothing like the real Seymour at all. "I did my best to protect you at Mushroom rock, when the sin spawn attacked along with Sin you fought by my side to protect those who survived Sin's attack" so much of that story was left untold, however he knew that the lady summoner would ask more questions if she so pleased. She wanted her memories back; she would seek anyone out that would know anything about her. Unlucky for her she happened to find herself in the presence of Seymour, the one man who would gladly use her and kill her without a second thought.

"I will protect you from the pain of this world Yuna, together we shall save the people of Spira" little did she know that the Guado's version of saving people was much different than her own, she would fight to keep them alive as where he would make sure they all died. The creaking of floor boards alerted Seymour that someone else was here, his ears twitched slightly. He had no idea who it could be, and if one of her guardians showed up at this time well it could hinder things greatly. The Maester turned his head slightly, blue eyes caught site of the young man his appearance was once he didn't remember seeing in Spira.

The new arrival approached them, speaking to Yuna before turning his attention to Seymour. "I am Maester Seymour Guado, it is a pleasure to meet a friend of Lady Yuna’s" his voice was still kind, however his voice had this way of always being eerie almost like he was in your head.

[Yuna]

[/b] Yuna said, with a nod. "I..well.." Yuna couldn't bring herself to ask anymore about their "friendship". It had gotten obvious about one thing, at least in the naive summoner's mind, she felt Seymour actually had feelings for her. "Together? You wish to do it together?" Yuna asked.

This brought her dreams back into her mind. The dream of something that would make the young girl blush even more, something that she would rather not be thinking of while Seymour was this close to her. She was tempted to back away to calm the blush attack that had made its way onto her cheeks. Though that would be a bit rude, just to step away for no apparent reason. Coming out of her thoughts she heard a familiar voice. This brought a smile across her face as she saw her friend. Taking the chance, the summoner ran to Erik and wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

"Erik I'm so happy to see you." Yuna said with a smile. "This is Maester Seymour, he wishes to protect me as well Erik." Yuna said with a still bit of red tint to her cheeks. "Seymour, Erik wishes to protect me as well." Yuna said looking at the Maester.[/ul]