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Julia looked on in awe as Droka stared Seifer down with his bare eyes. He really was cool. But things were escalating alarmingly, and she, Droka, and Vivi were standing right in the crossfire for it.
"Really, Vivi," she chimed in, pulling at his sleeve, "Let's at least get off this field. Just because we don't want to invalidate their match, of course!"
She did her best to pull him to the sidelines, assuming Droka would follow suit.
"Really, Vivi," she chimed in, pulling at his sleeve, "Let's at least get off this field. Just because we don't want to invalidate their match, of course!"
She did her best to pull him to the sidelines, assuming Droka would follow suit.
They found a singularly unpleasant scene when the Sandlot came into view. It seemed Zack was ready to pick a fight over Seifer's training regiment for poor little Vivi, and Juls honestly couldn't blame him.
Another boy she knew, Droka, was moving to comfort Vivi. Juls broke into a smile, despite the situation. I knew he was cool! she thought, and moved forward to join him and the strange little boy.
"Yeah!" she said to Vivi, "You're doing really good out here! Don't mind him, he's just... a jerk?"
Another boy she knew, Droka, was moving to comfort Vivi. Juls broke into a smile, despite the situation. I knew he was cool! she thought, and moved forward to join him and the strange little boy.
"Yeah!" she said to Vivi, "You're doing really good out here! Don't mind him, he's just... a jerk?"
Sorry for delay, folks. I'm off work due to covid. I'm fine, no major symptoms, but my days are running together because all structure in my life has temporarily broken down.
"Well, not bad enough to be kicked from the tourney yet, I guess," Julia followed Zack's lead and took a bottle for the road, though she selected apple juice.
She bustled along with the other two, occasionally stopping to peek at shop displays, only to jog to catch back up. She wished she had a little munny left, but had spent all her savings early into the holiday.
When they came to the Sandlot, Juls hid and peered guilelessly around a corner to see what was going on. As predicted, there was Seifer and his crew.
"Ayep," she said, none too quietly, "There they are. Ouch!" she winced as she saw Vivi take a whack to his little hatted head. "Okay, now what?"
She bustled along with the other two, occasionally stopping to peek at shop displays, only to jog to catch back up. She wished she had a little munny left, but had spent all her savings early into the holiday.
When they came to the Sandlot, Juls hid and peered guilelessly around a corner to see what was going on. As predicted, there was Seifer and his crew.
"Ayep," she said, none too quietly, "There they are. Ouch!" she winced as she saw Vivi take a whack to his little hatted head. "Okay, now what?"
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"What if he sees us and starts something?" Julia asked, taking for granted that they would all three go together. "I guess that would be one way to find a sparring partner.
She took the finished plates and rinsed them in the sink.
"Well, if that's the plan, let's get a move on. And if Seifer's not at the sandlot, maybe you can spar with me or Jakey."
"What if he sees us and starts something?" Julia asked, taking for granted that they would all three go together. "I guess that would be one way to find a sparring partner.
She took the finished plates and rinsed them in the sink.
"Well, if that's the plan, let's get a move on. And if Seifer's not at the sandlot, maybe you can spar with me or Jakey."
"Hey Zack," Julia called from the table through a mouthful of eggs. She smirked as he added yet more salt to the eggs, "You know I already salted those, right? Dingbat."
She finished her own eggs well ahead of both he and Jacob, owing to not eating as much, and not being interrupted in her feast.
"Eh, I slept okay. I think I had weird dreams, but I don't really remember..." she trailed off as she looked at Zack, her mouth twisting with concentration. She almost thought he had been in the dream, but then again, she thought the same looking at Jacob. Maybe they were both there? But she didn't remember them doing anything, just their faces.
"So... you think you're gonna win this time? Knock Seifer on his butt?"
She finished her own eggs well ahead of both he and Jacob, owing to not eating as much, and not being interrupted in her feast.
"Eh, I slept okay. I think I had weird dreams, but I don't really remember..." she trailed off as she looked at Zack, her mouth twisting with concentration. She almost thought he had been in the dream, but then again, she thought the same looking at Jacob. Maybe they were both there? But she didn't remember them doing anything, just their faces.
"So... you think you're gonna win this time? Knock Seifer on his butt?"
Juls was humming a common festival tune as she shifted sausages around the pan. She was scooping the last of the eggs(scrambled, as that was all she knew how to make) onto a plate when Jacob walked in.
“Morning Juls. Did you get enough rest for the feastivities?”
"I must have," she answered, turning to take the offered cup, "I slept in pretty late. What are we gonna do?" She spoke as if their going together was a foregone conclusion.
Julia scooped up a reasonable share of the eggs and sausage onto a plate for herself, leaving the spatula in the pan for Jacob to help himself as she sat to eat at the table.
“Morning Juls. Did you get enough rest for the feastivities?”
"I must have," she answered, turning to take the offered cup, "I slept in pretty late. What are we gonna do?" She spoke as if their going together was a foregone conclusion.
Julia scooped up a reasonable share of the eggs and sausage onto a plate for herself, leaving the spatula in the pan for Jacob to help himself as she sat to eat at the table.
Julia's eyes fluttered open, and she had no time to consider the darkness she found herself in before it was dispelled. Images formed under her feet; or rather, they were revealed, having been there, under the darkness the entire time. Stained glass, like a temple or church might have. And it pictured... her. Julia Banks stared back at herself in the glass mosaic. The Julia who stood atop the glass was alone, but the one embedded in the glass was not.
Her brother was there, in glass, as were several people she thought she knew from class, but before she could consider it, a voice rang somewhere between in her head and out loud.
"So much to do, but so little time..."
"Uh," she spoke out loud, not being able to project her voice into that strange liminal space, "Is there?"
"...Take your time."
"With what?" Too confused to be properly afraid, she was already stepping forward when the voice asked her to. Next she was asked to choose between three tools. Without much thought to it, she took the shield. Her hand was reaching to take the wand with it, but it vanished.
"There will be times you have to fight."
"Ah!" Juls looked frantically about at the shadows that rose up. "Fight with just a shield?" Even as she exclaimed about the ridiculousness of the thought, she bashed one of the creatures with the front of the shield. The effect this had heartened her, and she drove the point down on the next one, then brought it up to block the claws of a third. She pushed it back and struck it with the rim of the shield, launching it further and into the next one. With a quick step forward, she struck both of them in quick succession.
"The closer you get to the Light, the greater your shadow will become."
Even as she smote the last creature, an even greater one appeared within her own shadow, and rose tower above her.
"But don't be afraid."
Her mutated shadow drove a fist into the ground, obscuring the stained glass once again, and drawing more of the little creatures up to grab and Julia's ankles. Soon they were pulling her into the renewed darkness, her shield pinned to her side by their oppressive numbers.
"And don't forget.
"You hold the mightiest weapon of all."
She let out a final wordless cry at the unfairness of it. She had no weapon, mighty or otherwise. The shield was no longer helping, and she was sinking. Dying.
"You are the ones, who will open The Door."
All was black.
~~~
Julia woke with a start, but quickly lost the thread of her dream as she peered across the room to the clock she kept on the wall. It was late for her liking, and she jumped up and began to dress with a frenzy borne of some anxiety she couldn't quite place.
On her way downstairs for breakfast, she rapped sharply first on Jacob's door, and then, less loudly, on her sister, June's.
She that both of her parents were out, so she set about cooking sausages and eggs in their pristine kitchen.
Her brother was there, in glass, as were several people she thought she knew from class, but before she could consider it, a voice rang somewhere between in her head and out loud.
"So much to do, but so little time..."
"Uh," she spoke out loud, not being able to project her voice into that strange liminal space, "Is there?"
"...Take your time."
"With what?" Too confused to be properly afraid, she was already stepping forward when the voice asked her to. Next she was asked to choose between three tools. Without much thought to it, she took the shield. Her hand was reaching to take the wand with it, but it vanished.
"There will be times you have to fight."
"Ah!" Juls looked frantically about at the shadows that rose up. "Fight with just a shield?" Even as she exclaimed about the ridiculousness of the thought, she bashed one of the creatures with the front of the shield. The effect this had heartened her, and she drove the point down on the next one, then brought it up to block the claws of a third. She pushed it back and struck it with the rim of the shield, launching it further and into the next one. With a quick step forward, she struck both of them in quick succession.
"The closer you get to the Light, the greater your shadow will become."
Even as she smote the last creature, an even greater one appeared within her own shadow, and rose tower above her.
"But don't be afraid."
Her mutated shadow drove a fist into the ground, obscuring the stained glass once again, and drawing more of the little creatures up to grab and Julia's ankles. Soon they were pulling her into the renewed darkness, her shield pinned to her side by their oppressive numbers.
"And don't forget.
"You hold the mightiest weapon of all."
She let out a final wordless cry at the unfairness of it. She had no weapon, mighty or otherwise. The shield was no longer helping, and she was sinking. Dying.
"You are the ones, who will open The Door."
All was black.
~~~
Julia woke with a start, but quickly lost the thread of her dream as she peered across the room to the clock she kept on the wall. It was late for her liking, and she jumped up and began to dress with a frenzy borne of some anxiety she couldn't quite place.
On her way downstairs for breakfast, she rapped sharply first on Jacob's door, and then, less loudly, on her sister, June's.
She that both of her parents were out, so she set about cooking sausages and eggs in their pristine kitchen.
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