[rl log with Yuna]

[elloran]

[The young Inquestor Elloran snuck out of his room, carefully avoiding the watchful eyes of his guards and musicians. One of the benefits of his relatively low status was immediately obvious - it was still possible for him to escape his castle without detection. Who ever believed that power gave freedom was a fool, and the Inquest showed it easily.

The young man would have never expected that he could find 'freedom' on a world that was not even within the bounds of the Inquest. Yet this 'Spira' sounded interesting. If only he could avoid putting his 'foot in his mouth' as his teacher would say. Elloran had a bad tendency of inadvertently offending the 'primitives' he came in contact with - though he had no idea why.

After a smile and a short conversation with the man who transported him to Yuna's world - why did he look so familiar? - Elloran set foot in Yuna's world, trying to hide his excitement.]

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[summons-aeons.livejournal.com]

I would think...that all of our flaws and quirks make us unique. [She smiles shyly.] I think I rather like being imperfect.

[She pauses, and winces when he says she would 'throw her life away'.] Oh its...it's not like that at all. It isn't a waste, it's...it's the only way to defeat Sin, and bring the Calm. [She pauses at his next question, then shakes her head.]

We don't know what caused the war to begin, only that it did begin and end, and it ended with the creation of Sin which has caused so much death and sorrow for the past 1000 years.

<3 <3 <3

[ton-elloran.livejournal.com]

[He smiles] I believe I agree with you. A life with out flaws would seem...empty.

That is unfortunate. How long is this 'Calm' that you so desperately need?

[He sighs, looking away.] In my universe, we say that 'man is a fallen being' so we can believe that we somehow deserve the way we live. Perhaps we do deserve it. Yet it seems sometimes that my people seem intent on continuing that suffering, rather than attempting to overcome it. We destroy false Utopias without knowing what a true one would be like, and never strive to find it for ourselves. It is not the same in your world yet...
[He lapses off, shaking his head slightly, as if trying to forget his train of thought. Elloran is not here to be a Utopia Hunter, no matter how much his training prompts him to do so. It is unfair of him to attempt to make her doubt her calling.]

[summons-aeons.livejournal.com]

The time the Calm lasts can fluctuate…this past Calm was perhaps…ten years? Give or take a few. I was very young when my father defeated Sin.

[Her face falls at his words; though she catches the lapse. She did not invite him here to be sad, or to think and talk about something that he does not wish to think about. She calmly reaches out to take his hand, and then pulls him in the direction of the village.]

Come this way. I’ll show you the rest of the village. It’s very pretty. Small, but pretty.

[ton-elloran.livejournal.com]

I see.

[He forces a smile.] Yes. Your world may be small, but it is beautiful.

[The physical contact surprises him. In his own universe it is rare that anyone would touch him without his express permission. There is one, maybe two people he can think of who would have acted as she did, and it the touch that switches his smile from a convincing fake to a genuine grin.]

[summons-aeons.livejournal.com]

[She doesn’t comment further on Sin or her dream of becoming a High Summoner, the thoughts were sad ones and it did no good to dwell on things that could not be changed.]

Come on, then! [She smiles again, and pulls him towards the village (http://tinypic.com/r/52jrcj/3).] I’ll show you my home, and then the temple (http://tinypic.com/r/314bgpw/3). [Even if he thought religion was silly, the temple itself was beautiful.]

[ton-elloran.livejournal.com]

[It was not that he thought that religion was silly - it merely infuriated him when he saw people he cared for hurt by it. Just as any other, he could marvel at the beauty a people could create through their worship. Perhaps he could appreciate it more, having seen so many different forms of worship.

[He tags along behind her, observing the people, the scenery, the feel of the peaceful world.]

Have - ah excuse me, sir - Have you lived here your whole life, Yuna?

[summons-aeons.livejournal.com]

No, actually. I grew up in Bevelle but...[She gestures around with her free hand.] Besaid is my home. Bevelle does not hold many happy memories for me.

[She directs them towards one of the small huts, waving at the people as she moves. Yuna seems to be getting quite a bit of attention, children following her and people making the sign of Yevon in her direction.]

This one is mine.