Aftermath, Part II
Kylin dashed into Elza's cabin, nearly out of breath. The destruction he had witnessed, presumptuously from Dalamud, on his way to Gridania was beyond disturbing and only heightened his fears. He gazed about the interior of the cabin before running into each and every room. "Gerik?! Gerik!"
Vertigo entered the cabin, a frown on her face as she watched Kylin run through the cabin in a near frenzy. "€œKylin, it is not safe here. We need to return to the island immediately."
The young hyur gazed around the parlor, panic and despair visible on his face. Without hesitation, he dashed out the cabin front door. Vertigo sighed quietly before she followed after him.
Kylin rushed into the nearly devastated Owl's Nest just as Vertigo slashed the neck of a hippogryph in pursuit. Shimmersong'€™s headquarters appeared empty, though it didn'€™t stop Kylin from shouting. "Gerik! Gerik, are you here?!"
Another dizzy spell came over the young man but he held his ground. Vertigo frowned yet again. "€œKylin, you still need more rest. Your mana poisoning is not yet fully under control after your last ordeal. This friend you are seeking...I'm sorry, but it'€™s likely he'€™s either dead or impossible to find right now."
Kylin shook his head in denial as he dashed off yet again to head to the next location. Vertigo watched him with sadness in her eyes before she followed after him.
The gala site was still an utter mess, even more so following Dalamud's impact. It was nigh impossible to navigate through the area, though it didn'€™t slow Kylin down much. He wasted no time climbing over the debris, shouting for Gerik the entire time. Vertigo remained close behind, unable to say anything to the hyur'€™s determination to find his friend.
Despair flooded the hyur's eyes as he remained unable to find any trace of Gerik, or anyone else he knew for that matter. Kylin's vision began to blur slowly as dizziness suddenly overcame him. His mana poisoning was still in full force it seemed and the young hyur cursed the bad timing. The last thing he heard was Vertigo shouting his name before everything went black.
Groggily, Kylin'€™s eyes slowly opened. The wooden ceiling above him seemed partly familiar and the hyur quickly deduced that he was on a ship as he felt the gentle rocking of his bed and could faintly hear waves outside. He tried to muster enough strength to get back up but was unable to do so. It was evident to him that Vertigo was returning to the Felstar island with him and he could do nothing to do stop it in his present state. Cursing to himself again, the hyur passed out once more.
Opening his eyes once more, Kylin slowly rose up in his bed. He was back in his room at the Felstar island retreat. He glanced to his bedside, where Cartius stood hovering over him with Nefron directly behind him. Near the doorway stood both Vertigo and the ever loyal butler, Reeve. Kylin climbed out of his bed and glared daggers at his father.
"€œGerik could have found me if you hadn'€™t whisked me away to this damned island,"€ Kylin said with a calm but angry tone. "And now I'€™ll possibly never see him again."
Cartius frowned as he reached a single hand out lovingly toward his son'€™s shoulder, retracting it when Kylin abruptly flinched away from it. "My son, I knew nothing of this individual you were seeing. And I hardly had time to consider anything due to the grisly circumstances that threatened Eorzea."€Â
"Don't lie to me!"€ Kylin walked toward the center of the room before he spun around and glared again at his father. "You'€™re Cartius Felstar! You know everything about everyone in your family, remember? You knew about Gerik but didn'€™t give a damn about my happiness with him so took the chance to tear us apart by taking me way out here! Now he'€™s probably dead somewhere, or thinks I'm dead and will move on without me!"
"All I wish is to protect my family, Kylin." Cartius gazed sadly at his son as he spoke. "€œYou were nearly killed at that attack on the gala. And Eorzea'€™s plight was worsening. I had to get you and the rest of our family to safety. Even had I known about this man you speak of, it would have changed nothing. I needed to protect you from the Garlean attacks."
Kylin's rage instantly heightened as he reached over and flipped a nearby table in the center of the room, causing the myriad of objects on it to fly to the floor. A vase shattered as it fell to the ground. Both Reeve and Vertigo flinched, turning their heads to avoid watching the sudden outburst. Nefron gasped faintly in surprise as sadness overtook her eyes, the priestess bringing one of her hands up to her chest as if to clasp her breaking heart. Cartius stared with a seemingly impassive face, though a hint of sadness could be seen for those who would be observant enough.
"You needed to protect me?! I don'€™t /need/ your damn protection! Don't tell me what I need! I needed HIM! He made me feel alive again!"
Tears began to stream down Kylin'€™s face as he fell to his knees, whispering softly now. "€œI needed him..."€Â
Silence overtook the room as the family gazed sadly upon Kylin's emotional despair. The only sounds audible in the room were those of the raindrops falling outside and the quiet sobbing of the younger hyur.
Kylin dashed into Elza's cabin, nearly out of breath. The destruction he had witnessed, presumptuously from Dalamud, on his way to Gridania was beyond disturbing and only heightened his fears. He gazed about the interior of the cabin before running into each and every room. "Gerik?! Gerik!"
Vertigo entered the cabin, a frown on her face as she watched Kylin run through the cabin in a near frenzy. "€œKylin, it is not safe here. We need to return to the island immediately."
The young hyur gazed around the parlor, panic and despair visible on his face. Without hesitation, he dashed out the cabin front door. Vertigo sighed quietly before she followed after him.
Kylin rushed into the nearly devastated Owl's Nest just as Vertigo slashed the neck of a hippogryph in pursuit. Shimmersong'€™s headquarters appeared empty, though it didn'€™t stop Kylin from shouting. "Gerik! Gerik, are you here?!"
Another dizzy spell came over the young man but he held his ground. Vertigo frowned yet again. "€œKylin, you still need more rest. Your mana poisoning is not yet fully under control after your last ordeal. This friend you are seeking...I'm sorry, but it'€™s likely he'€™s either dead or impossible to find right now."
Kylin shook his head in denial as he dashed off yet again to head to the next location. Vertigo watched him with sadness in her eyes before she followed after him.
The gala site was still an utter mess, even more so following Dalamud's impact. It was nigh impossible to navigate through the area, though it didn'€™t slow Kylin down much. He wasted no time climbing over the debris, shouting for Gerik the entire time. Vertigo remained close behind, unable to say anything to the hyur'€™s determination to find his friend.
Despair flooded the hyur's eyes as he remained unable to find any trace of Gerik, or anyone else he knew for that matter. Kylin's vision began to blur slowly as dizziness suddenly overcame him. His mana poisoning was still in full force it seemed and the young hyur cursed the bad timing. The last thing he heard was Vertigo shouting his name before everything went black.
Groggily, Kylin'€™s eyes slowly opened. The wooden ceiling above him seemed partly familiar and the hyur quickly deduced that he was on a ship as he felt the gentle rocking of his bed and could faintly hear waves outside. He tried to muster enough strength to get back up but was unable to do so. It was evident to him that Vertigo was returning to the Felstar island with him and he could do nothing to do stop it in his present state. Cursing to himself again, the hyur passed out once more.
Opening his eyes once more, Kylin slowly rose up in his bed. He was back in his room at the Felstar island retreat. He glanced to his bedside, where Cartius stood hovering over him with Nefron directly behind him. Near the doorway stood both Vertigo and the ever loyal butler, Reeve. Kylin climbed out of his bed and glared daggers at his father.
"€œGerik could have found me if you hadn'€™t whisked me away to this damned island,"€ Kylin said with a calm but angry tone. "And now I'€™ll possibly never see him again."
Cartius frowned as he reached a single hand out lovingly toward his son'€™s shoulder, retracting it when Kylin abruptly flinched away from it. "My son, I knew nothing of this individual you were seeing. And I hardly had time to consider anything due to the grisly circumstances that threatened Eorzea."€Â
"Don't lie to me!"€ Kylin walked toward the center of the room before he spun around and glared again at his father. "You'€™re Cartius Felstar! You know everything about everyone in your family, remember? You knew about Gerik but didn'€™t give a damn about my happiness with him so took the chance to tear us apart by taking me way out here! Now he'€™s probably dead somewhere, or thinks I'm dead and will move on without me!"
"All I wish is to protect my family, Kylin." Cartius gazed sadly at his son as he spoke. "€œYou were nearly killed at that attack on the gala. And Eorzea'€™s plight was worsening. I had to get you and the rest of our family to safety. Even had I known about this man you speak of, it would have changed nothing. I needed to protect you from the Garlean attacks."
Kylin's rage instantly heightened as he reached over and flipped a nearby table in the center of the room, causing the myriad of objects on it to fly to the floor. A vase shattered as it fell to the ground. Both Reeve and Vertigo flinched, turning their heads to avoid watching the sudden outburst. Nefron gasped faintly in surprise as sadness overtook her eyes, the priestess bringing one of her hands up to her chest as if to clasp her breaking heart. Cartius stared with a seemingly impassive face, though a hint of sadness could be seen for those who would be observant enough.
"You needed to protect me?! I don'€™t /need/ your damn protection! Don't tell me what I need! I needed HIM! He made me feel alive again!"
Tears began to stream down Kylin'€™s face as he fell to his knees, whispering softly now. "€œI needed him..."€Â
Silence overtook the room as the family gazed sadly upon Kylin's emotional despair. The only sounds audible in the room were those of the raindrops falling outside and the quiet sobbing of the younger hyur.
