Sleep was fitful at best in Khuj'a home but not for it being a strange house. John ran his hand down his face, remembering back to the 'fight' they had at the Runestone. Well, it wasn't a fight more a discussion about Khuj'a wanting to teach him offensive magic. At the time, he didn't want to deal with any magic at all, too tied up over the fact that what he had thought was love this time had been a stupid crush again.
And it hadn't help his nerves when Khuj'a didn't come out of the teleport at the hall and to get "Sorry Big Brother..." and then static. He hadn't realize that he had fallen asleep on the step until the sound of the door clicking closed woke him up. He did let him know that he had been worried and if he needed time away, he could have just told them where he was going.
They ended up going to Ul'dah, with plans to have Khuj'a begin to teach him some offensive spells. John had taken Khuj'a up to where he and his sister would people watch. He laugh and call out to two couples in the court below them as he overheard them talking about the Grindstone, how he looked forward to seeing them in a match and that he hope that they would not be injure and need him for healing. Then he and Khuj'a had talk briefly about their family, Khuj'a lack of siblings, and then he finally asked Khuj'a what was wrong and why he had been distance with all of them. It hurt that Khuj'a thought that they were using him. That he was waiting for them to toss him aside after they had gotten what they wanted out of him. 'Why did I not see this...why did any of us not seen this sooner.' He offered him a deal...why he was in Zero Division, not only for his healing but also for his other 'ability'.
They arrived at Khuj'a home, away from unwanted ears listening in on what he was going to say. "I'm placing my life and that of our friends in your hands. I trust you and hope this will show that you can trust me as well," he said. He spoke of the "Dreaming", how it worked, what kind of state it put me in, how he hope to use it to heal, and left it open to what could be down with it if someone found out and wanted to use him. "I want you to teach me but only if you want to. I don't want you to feel like you're being used."
John got up from the couch, his aether feeling like he does when he step out onto the Grindstone to heal. No, more like his first fight on the battlefield when he had still been part of Sam's unit. Why, why did he feel like he was in the middle of a fight? He move over to where Khuj'a bedroom was and moving the sliding door to look in on his 'brother'. He couldn't tell if Khuj'a might be having the nightmares he spoke of but allow his aether to flow outward, touching Khuj'a own, and hopefully chase away any nightmares that might want to take hold of the younger miqo'te. "You're not alone little brother. We'll always be there for you."
He slides the door close. "I think I might need to speak to Titor or Reimy about this. We have to get Khuj'a to realize that we're not going to throw him away."
And it hadn't help his nerves when Khuj'a didn't come out of the teleport at the hall and to get "Sorry Big Brother..." and then static. He hadn't realize that he had fallen asleep on the step until the sound of the door clicking closed woke him up. He did let him know that he had been worried and if he needed time away, he could have just told them where he was going.
They ended up going to Ul'dah, with plans to have Khuj'a begin to teach him some offensive spells. John had taken Khuj'a up to where he and his sister would people watch. He laugh and call out to two couples in the court below them as he overheard them talking about the Grindstone, how he looked forward to seeing them in a match and that he hope that they would not be injure and need him for healing. Then he and Khuj'a had talk briefly about their family, Khuj'a lack of siblings, and then he finally asked Khuj'a what was wrong and why he had been distance with all of them. It hurt that Khuj'a thought that they were using him. That he was waiting for them to toss him aside after they had gotten what they wanted out of him. 'Why did I not see this...why did any of us not seen this sooner.' He offered him a deal...why he was in Zero Division, not only for his healing but also for his other 'ability'.
They arrived at Khuj'a home, away from unwanted ears listening in on what he was going to say. "I'm placing my life and that of our friends in your hands. I trust you and hope this will show that you can trust me as well," he said. He spoke of the "Dreaming", how it worked, what kind of state it put me in, how he hope to use it to heal, and left it open to what could be down with it if someone found out and wanted to use him. "I want you to teach me but only if you want to. I don't want you to feel like you're being used."
John got up from the couch, his aether feeling like he does when he step out onto the Grindstone to heal. No, more like his first fight on the battlefield when he had still been part of Sam's unit. Why, why did he feel like he was in the middle of a fight? He move over to where Khuj'a bedroom was and moving the sliding door to look in on his 'brother'. He couldn't tell if Khuj'a might be having the nightmares he spoke of but allow his aether to flow outward, touching Khuj'a own, and hopefully chase away any nightmares that might want to take hold of the younger miqo'te. "You're not alone little brother. We'll always be there for you."
He slides the door close. "I think I might need to speak to Titor or Reimy about this. We have to get Khuj'a to realize that we're not going to throw him away."
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