Uh...oh.
It had been a left turn, wasn’t it? No wait, to the right. Or the middle? Lorenzo squinted as he jogged in what seemed to be a circle, only stopping to scratch his head, slightly confused. He could have sworn he was right behind Savanna and Grant, but he must have gone the wrong way. He went back to see if going the other way helped, but it did not. So he went back to go the other way again, which accomplished one thing: he had no idea where he was. Not that he knew the layout of the mines, but he certainly hadn’t a clue where to go.
Uh...oh, let’s try this way, He decided, his right hand on the wall as he walked. He had heard once that you could get out of a maze by staying on the right hand side. He continued, looking around, though he let out a scream at the same time a woman did. He jumped back, seeing a very surprised Grant, though he would then burst out laughing.
“Damn it, Lorenzo! Why did you run off like that?!” Grant yelled, getting annoyed.
“You know, in the name of science, I couldn’t bring myself to make fun of your voice, but did your scream really have to come out so girly?” Lorenzo laughed, though he would calm himself. “I only started running ‘cause Jaakie did!”
Grant sighed. “I wasn’t able to keep up, either. I think Savayna did...which leaves you and I.”
Lorenzo nodded, and the pair would continue on the path. And to his delight, he spotted Jaakuna up ahead. Before he could approach him, however, Jaakuna had his blades at the ready, eliciting a yell of surprise from Lorenzo.
“Oi, oi,oi! Calm down there, Jaakie!” Lorenzo exclaimed, his hands in the air. “It’s your old buddy Larry--I mean, Lorenzo!” Why did he say Larry?
“What in the--”Jaakuna squinted his eyes, seeing both Lorenzo and Grant. “What on earth are you two doing here? Did something happen at Rabanastre?” Not that Jaakuna would know; he was asleep the entire day and had left with Emiri when the coast was clear.
“No, or at least, if Reia hasn’t murdered Cassandra, things should be fine,” Lorenzo told Jaakuna, frowning.
”If you ask me, she’d be doing us all a favor.” Jaakuna noted, his two swords fading from the tip of the blade to the bottom of the hilt in glistening mist.
“We went to the Zertinan Caverns to get some Sonosis Magicite to help Grant talk again.” He nudged his brother to speak. Grant flat out refused, shaking his head. “It uh...didn’t completely work.”
“What does that mean?” Jaakuna asked, curious eyebrow raised.
Lorenzo nudged Grant again, but said nothing. Grant nudged him back. Lorenzo responded with an elbow. Grant glared at Lorenzo, outright punching him. Letting out a warcry, he leaped onto Grant, the pair wrestling for a moment before Lorenzo was essentially clinging onto his younger brother, his hands pulling on his face. “Talk, damn it! I went through all the trouble to make that thing!”
“Oww! Stop it!” Grant retorted, though Lorenzo would finally release him and get off, slapping Grant’s back.
“Yeah, like I said, it didn’t work as well as I had hoped,” Lorenzo said, ignoring Grant’s scowl. “Too much interference, but hey, at least it matches his whininess, am I right?”
Jaakuna blinked at Lorenzo and then to Grant. “You’re right, it doesn’t work. Grant sounds like whiny, self-entitled little cuntbitch.” Jaakuna commented, his atention on Grant. “To be honest, you sound like a mix of Nadeline when she pouts and Cassandra.”
“That’s just hurtful,” Grant visibly winced as Lorenzo cackled next to him. “More importantly than that, what are you doing here?”
So he wanted to play like that, did he? “Listen, I was going to spare your feelings because I am trying to be a bigger man here, but you asked for it,” Jaakuna coughed, clearing his throat.
Letting out a sigh, Grant hung his head, though he gestured for Jaakuna to get on with it. Might as well get it out of the way sooner rather than later.
“You sound like some chick in those stories who is like ‘save me, save me, oh strong knight! Help me from this fearsome beast! Please!’ and then when they do, you’re all like ‘What took you so long’--yappity yapp yapp.” Jaakuna said, his hands in the form of continuous talking that got to the point of being unbearable.
Lorenzo burst out laughing, clearly unable to control himself. Grant had a mind to turn around and run back to Rabanastre, though he remained in place. He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. “Mind answering my question now?” He asked, ignoring Lorenzo’s howls of laughter. “What are you doing here?”
“Who am I here with?” Jaakuna almost forgot. “Oh, I came here with Emiri. We’re here following a...feeling she had in a dream that may or may not have to do with the real Zodiark.” He told Grant, recalling the dream Emiri had.
Lorenzo stopped laughing long enough to come to a realization. “So that really was Elizabeth? Are you sure? She looked hella different!” He said, confused.
Grant had to put that thought to the side, more concerned with the latter part of his explanation. “The real Zodiark...and you chose to come alone?” Grant was in disbelief, and...he felt offended. “What, we can’t be trusted to help you out? Clearly this is big. Why didn’t you tell us?”
”Oh, I’m sorry your highness, who was it again that decided to take off on a trip just so she could speak again?” Jaakuna’s face got real close to Grant’s.
Lorenzo continued to laugh, having clearly lost it. “I’m being serious!” Grant insisted, though it came off much whinier than it should have.
“There’s no proof that it actually is him. Even if the dream had her seeing a statue of Zodiark, for all we know it could be Venat playing tricks on her and sending her on a wild goose chase. That being said,” Jaakuna let out a sigh, “we had to at least check it out. You guys were gone, so it was on us.”
“Getting Sonisis Magicite isn’t comparable to what is potentially the strongest of all Espers,” Grant couldn’t help but point out. “And what if it is here? What if it is a trap? Then what? Right here, right now is a perfect example--you came in with Emiri, but you have no idea where she is, do you?”
“Look here, missy! Emiri is a lot taller now and a lot…fuller, so she more stamina. As if that’s bad enough, she took off faster than Savayna runs when she’s at full speed.” Jaakuna glanced at Grant. “You of all people should know how fast that is.” He let out a sigh.
“Fuller? You mean her boobs got bigger?” Lorenzo would interrupt the conversation, a curious expression on his face.
“Nowhere near Shion’s size, but pretty damn close!” Jaakuna said, appearing to be drooling somewhat.
Grant stared at Jaakuna, incredulous to his expression. Lorenzo, on the other hand, seemed more sympathetic, clapping Jaakuna’s shoulder. “The dream is real my friend, congratulations,” He told him, a shine in his eye.
Oh for the love of all that was good in this world! “Will you two focus?!” He couldn’t help but yell.
“Don’t get jealous Grant, a man’s very being depends on the breast size of his woman!” Lorenzo declared.
Does that mean Wesley is shit out of luck? Grant couldn’t help but think, though he immediately tried to get back on topic. “Let’s...if that’s the case, Savayna was with us, so I’m sure she can keep up with her speed. We should look for them together.”
“If anyone can, it’s the speed queen herself.”
Emiri would finally come to a halt, her hands on her knees as she caught her breath. Shoot, where had she gone? As she stood straight to look around, she caught a glimpse of the girl. Turning back to Jaakuna, it was then she realized he wasn't behind her as she had thought. Crap, she had run ahead of him. Which was actually really weird now that she thought about it; Jaakuna was usually the faster of the two. Hell, everyone was faster than she was. She turned back, as if to retrace her footsteps, but she would see the girl. The young girl hadn't seen her, though she would continue deeper into the mine. Why did she continue to follow? She should have turned back to look for Jaakuna, but it was as if something was beckoning her, calling her.
The brunette continued, coming to a stop before a wall of mist. As she approached it, a powerful wind came, dissipating it entirely. It had reacted to her presence--very much how the other espers did. Feeling more confident, Emiri continued, and suddenly it felt like deja vu. The pathway looked so familiar, and she realized that she was moving exactly like she did in her dream. Her footsteps hastened, her heart beating faster against her chest. Just a little further...!
As Emiri turned the corner, she would stop, spotting the girl once more. This time, the girl looked back at her, disappointed. "You shouldn't be here," She said, shaking her head once more. "Why? Why have you come?"
"Who are you?" Emiri asked. "And what do you mean, 'why'?"
"It doesn't matter," She replied sharply. "Ignore it. Do whatever it takes to ignore its call...going any further will only result in pain for everyone."
"If it's so important, then tell me why," She said adamantly. "Who's to say trusting you is safe?"
She huffed, displeased at Emiri's insistence. "I am Emette. I know who you are, Emiri--and I am here for the same reason you are."
She knew her name? How? She had never met this girl before, and absolutely nothing about her seemed familiar at all. "Are you now?" She asked. "Then, that means..."
"I know you've seen it. I know it's calling you, but you have to listen to me. The last thing this world can handle is your awakening. I know it doesn't make any sense, but the longer you stay here, the more in danger you and everyone else with you is. It's not just Jaakuna--Savayna, Grant, and Lorenzo followed you here. Please, turn around and go," The girl had decided at a different approach, pleading with Emiri. "There's only so much I can do for you, but if you continue..."
Was that why she felt so uneasy about this? Emiri hesitated, though after a moment, she nodded at the girl. As she did however, she would feel her legs moving without her input. The girl gasped, running up to Emiri and taking her arm, attempting to pull her back. "Wh-what's happening?!" Emiri exclaimed, alarmed that her body was moving of its own accord.
"He's here! Fight it, Emiri! Fight it!" The girl told her as she tried to stop her, but to no avail.