Kyra thought over the conversation that happened between herself and Koemi. The girl had helped her feel better, although, she wasn’t exactly sure how to feel about it. The last time she had spoken to Koemi wasn’t on the best of terms. It was nice to see she was okay. Akio had taken good care of her, but if she had to be honest, she didn’t think she would get along with this girl anytime soon. Then again, she hardly knew the girl before Aiko died…
Kyra found herself in Akio’s workshop. He was always busy with his work, and she had given him her Gunblade shortly after she returned. Kyra liked to watch him as he worked. His thorough process was calming. She also missed being able to talk to him whenever she needed. After the two years spent on Spira, she had almost forgotten it.
“You’re thinking about Aiko again, aren’t you?”
He always had a general idea what Kyra was thinking. She nodded.
“I’ll let you in on a secret. You always reach for your neck, where the necklace was. Isn’t that right?”
Kyra never noticed it before, and no one really caught her in the act. Probably because they just didn’t know. “I do miss her. I also miss Nikki now as well. I… didn’t get her anything. The mission kept us really busy…” Her thoughts shifted to the necklace Aiko had given her. She had lost it the night of the fateful mission.
“I can only imagine.” He said, bringing her back to their current conversation. “I think I’m close to fixing your Gunblade though. It was banged up pretty badly. The repair work done while you were away was pretty good. From your story yesterday, it sounded like you didn’t have much to work with.”
It was true, the person who found her to begin with ended up being an absolute dolt aside from his ability to fix things. “Yeah, they simply didn’t have the tools we do. The Al Bhed were tech savvy, but there was a monster who destroyed literally everything, and they blamed the use of machina, and the Al Bhed. Their tools became forbidden, therefore basically a rarity.” Kyra explained. “That was until someone showed up and saved their world.”
“You?” He asked.
“Not me. They called him a dream. I was mainly oblivious. I ended up finding a man who taught me about all the different monsters there. That kept me busy there for a while, too.”
“I see. Oup, annnnd, Got it!” He celebrated. It was fun to watch when he celebrated a fix. “Here, take a look.” He brought over the Gunblade for Kyra to hold. “I added something, and fixed the hilt properly for you. There’s a Protect Stone here to balance the weight a little better. The Protect Stone will only activate during an emergency. How does it feel?” It was nice to see him bubble with excitement.
Kyra judged the blade carefully. It felt nicer than it did before. Balanced right on the hilt, her muscles didn’t feel strained by the weight of the blade, and her hands felt comfortable where they were placed. “It feels great. Is this new leather?”
“It sure is! Glad you noticed. It’s synthetic. A little new to the market.” His excitement was refreshing.
“Nice! I think I’ll approve of this one. I’ll let you know if I find anything wrong with it. Thank you.”
“Always welcome, Kyra. I’m just glad you’re back…” he smiled softly. He genuinely cared about Kyra. It must have been hard on him to lose both Kyra and Koemi over the last couple years.
“I meant to ask though, what’s with the weird clothes? You don’t normally wear skirts” he stated.
“Ah, my other clothes got tattered pretty badly during the mission. I thought it was time for a change. You don’t approve?”
“It’s not that. Just not used to seeing you in a skirt and not wearing black. It looks good on you. Aiko would approve, too.”
“Thanks.” She blushed a little. She remembered Aiko’s words for her to wear more colour.
She did have something she meant to ask, “Hey, I know I just got back, but I was thinking about something Koemi said…” Kyra paused looking for the right words. She didn’t want to leave him again, but her heart was tugging at something on her mind.
“And what did she say?” He encouraged. He always showed her that he was willing to listen.
“Well, since Ellone was able to connect to Spira once, maybe she would be able to do it again. There could be a way to send me back, or create another time compression, or bring her here...any of those would be fine with me...”
Akio sighed. “For as long as I’ve known you, you’ve always followed your instinct. You really did like Nikki, didn’t you?”
Kyra nodded.
“Follow your heart, just like you always do. There’s nothing I can do to stop you.” He smiled.
“Thank you. I will.”
Kyra exited the workshop. She made her way to the kitchen with hopes of finding a bottle of wine. She looked in the cupboard where it was normally kept, but found nothing. She started looking through every other cupboard in search of something which might contain alcohol, then stopped herself once she looked at the fridge. The picture was what caught her eye. “Aiko.”. She searched her mind to try to justify what she was doing just now. “Was I just...looking for alcohol?” The memories flooded into her mind. She pulled a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water. She took a seat on one of the kitchen stools and sorted through the thoughts raging in her mind.
The thoughts of the tenebrous bar she frequented in Timber began to swirl. She started to remember the smells, the atmosphere and him.
“That is in your past!” The booming voice of a burlesque elder man scolded in her mind. It almost shook her entire body. She had heard his voice what seemed like only a few days ago, but before then her mind had been silent for the years she spent in Spira. ”You overcame that hinderance of a human being. Do not waste your thoughts on him!"
Kyra cleared her mind and finished her glass of water. She was no longer the mess she was after Aiko died. ”You’re right, Diablos. Thank you. Although, I don’t know why those thoughts came up like that...” Kyra thought a little harder. It was uncalled for…
”There are other ways to relieve stress.” his tone was harsh as always.
Kyra should have known she was stressed. Her thoughts had been in disarray since she returned. She walked up the stairs to her room and sat at the chair by the window to watch the sunset in hopes it would help her relax.
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