The Dragon, The Lady, And Fray
Day 07 - Morsel
Heavensward (3.0) - At the End of Our Hope
Spoilers - DRK 50 - Our Compromise
CW - Swearing, Mental Illness.
It had been a hard won fight to gain entry into the stronghold of The Heretics. The bodies of the a number of heretics lay on the ground, all of little import as far as their fitness for a fight was concerend.
What happened to them next- if they were even alive, after the slopy and out of form strikes of her martial artes had become since the last time she had to use them- was Artoriel's problem.
She was just the weapon, after all.
She stood in the small main haul and observed how much it resembled the main hall of the Waking Sands. That was, besides the guady dragon statue with candels in the middle. Presumably some offensive idol for these idiots to worship the stupid beasts that would eat them whole if they had a chance.
Saying nothing, she looked up to the cealing, lost in her own mind.
What was she even doing here?
"Looking for me, I presume."
Yujo, still not quite used to not having a handle on the lower level of awareness that Midgardsormr's convent had imposed on her, jumped into form, her Mogfists inflating just as Iceheart came into view.
Saying nothing, Yujo stayed in form. Truth be told, she rellished for an excuse to punch Iceheart's head clean off her sholders and call it a day. One movement out of place and Iceheart wouldn't even know what had hit her.
Iceheart scowled. "There is something diffrent about you. Warrior of Light…"
Yujo's scowl didn't change.
"Ahhh," rumbled Midgardsormr's aetherial voice. "The child who glimpsed the truth."
Without Yujo's permission, the Dragonic All Father's tiny form flashed into existance.
It took a second for Lady Iceheart to reconise him but the shock of the revelation flashed across her face the second she did.
"No! It can not be!"
The dragonette flew between the two.
"As did thou, she cameth unto me. Alike in gifts but set upon diffrent paths…"
Yujo looked at the dragon and shook her head. She did no such thing. She was told to go investigate the source of the dragonsong in The Lake of The Keeper. Then HE attacked and then entered into a convent with her without her permission, and with it, shattered her Echo.
"He speaks the truth, Warrior of Light. Like you, I have been blessed with the Echo."
'Good for you.' Yujo thought coldly to herself.
"The visions scared me at first. Left me wondering what I had done to deserve them. But I had no time to ponder such things once the Calamity came."
Yujo could feel her teeth grinding against each other as she forced herself to listen to the woman's sob story about how Falcon's Nest had been burried in the hours after Meteor and how Ishgard had largely left her to wonder into dragon territory, meet one of the great dragons, Hesvalger, and through the Echo come to learn of her destiny, or whatever rot was spewing out of her mouth.
'Gods, do you think I care?!'
"I was chosen to deliver the revelation of Lady Shiva to the people- to bring dragon and man together, as once they were, and should ever be!"
Upon hearing that Yujo’s mind could could only see the destruction the attack on The Steps of Faith had wrought on Ishgard. The same destruction they were still clearing six months after. The homeless and destitute with nary a morsel to eat in the freezing cold.
She felt one of her teeth push itself deep into its socket and her mouth split open from the pressure.
"Don't give me that self-sanctimonious bullshit!" she cried out, swinging her hand wildly. "What good is your message to the innocents who were killed in your attack on Foundation?!"
At that, Lady Iceheart shurked back, shaking her head.
"It wasn't supposed to be like that! You have to beleive me! It was… beyond my controll…"
Yujo had a look of pure contempt on her face. It gave Lady Iceheart one command.
"Explain."
"The children of Ishgard were taught to fear the skies as they see their loved onces slaughtered. Yet the Dravanians- thoguh they know with whom the fault truely lies- fall upon them with such fury."
Midgardsormr interjected with his own explanation. "Men die, and their children forget. But we are everlasting. To us, then is as recent as now. Thou canst comprehend the violantion. The Outrage. The Fury."
Yujo looked at him, not quite sure what he ment by that and, to a ceratin extent, she did not care. It wasn't her fault that the lifespan of dragons meant whatever happened then felt as fresh as it had happened yesterday.
Yujo looked at the two of them and felt nothing but contempt.
Lady Iceheart looked like a child who had been scolded.
"I… I will make this right."
She took a moment to regain her composere and continued.
"I am nether a saint not savior. Just another sinner. Yet I will not forsake my cause. I can not, will not leave this cycle of war unbroken. I will see peace restored. I… we can do naught else, for we, I and the Lady Shiva, are as one…"
A silence fell between all three of the people in the room.
Yujo was the one to speak first.
"OK. You know what? No."
Out of nowhere, Fray roared as he rushed past the lalafell and thrust his unopened Magitek Claymore towards Iceheart's chin. Causing her to look at Yujo with panic.
"I have heard this sort of self serving shite from out the mouths of people like you for far too long!" the dark knight growled as he held his sword. "I have had enough of the games, of the cruelty your sort infict upon your protectrate. Those who you claim you're giving some sort of holy word. Shite to your holy word! I say I cut you down here and now and let the lordlings have their moment of celebration. Mayhap the people can have a morsel then."
"Child!" Midgardsormr called out to Yujo who just stood there and watched as Fray held his finger over the button that would cause the Claymore to spin open and skewr itself through Iceheart's chin.
"All I need is the word from Yujo, and it is done."
Iceheart looked at Yujo with panic in her eyes.
She stood there. Thinking wether or not she should just let Fray have his way with the woman. She was clearly tempered by Shiva, maybe even claimed by the dragons. They could weaken the Echo so who knows what else they could do.
Fray's finger slipped closer to the button.
Then she realised. This would acomplish nothing. Like Gaius before her, killing Iceheart would just give the lords of the houses an excuse to forgo anything but their own self intrests.
"Yujo?" the dark knight asked.
"Let her go." she said.
The dark knight looked back at her before he sighed and withdrew the sword, allowing Lady Iceheart to breathe again.
"Run." Yujo commanded.
The fear of the Lalafell was writain on Iceheart's face.
"If I, or Fray, ever catch you again, mark my words, I 'will' make sure that you don't get the dignity of trail by combat."
Understanding, Iceheart nodded and turned to leave, walking away out of a secret back entrence but not before turning around to look at Yujo one last time and then walking faster.
Fray simply muttered a "humph', and promptly vanished.
Left alone, Midgardsormr turned to face the lalafell. "I do wonder what that was about…" he said, entirely insincerly.
"Mind your own godsdamned business" Yujo uttered dismissively as she turned around and made her way back out from whence she came.
The dragonette chuckled to himself. As he vanished into the thin air, his musing, "Virtue and Vice… Most intresting", hung in the pocket of air left behind.
= = =
Ysayle, Lady Iceheart, snuck away from the building and out of the sight of the guarding knights. When she was clear. She put her hand on her chest to regain her composure.
"Seven Hells…" she uttered to herself, trying to put the memory of what had just happened out of mind.
But it was no use, she was not even an ilm from being impaled with the sword that was in Yujo's hand. The look on the lalafell's face, like she wasn't even there in mind, as she contempted killing her left her in shock.
It was like the lalafell was playing the role of two people and she wasn't even aware of it.
"What happened to you, Warrior of Light?"
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