FFX - Lulu
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lirillithTitle: Guardian
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Character: Lulu
Length: 253 words
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Sometimes Lulu feels as if the handful of years that separate her and Wakka from their summoner and her younger guardians are a gulf, an abyss.
Yuna's barely seventeen; she'd promised to delay her final decision about becoming a summoner until she reached seventeen, then announced that she would the morning of her birthday. Tidus is the same age. The age Chappu was the first time he kissed her. Rikku's fifteen, a child, though she doesn't see it that way, full of energy, convinced she's ready to face the world. At fifteen Lulu had returned to Besaid, a trained mage and guardian, wearing a black dress she'd purchased in the city, very conscious and somewhat proud of the fact that she'd left Besaid in clothes made there and returned wearing nothing that hadn't come from a store. Less than six months later she'd leave on her first pilgrimage; nine months after that she'd return, alone, carrying guilt like a stone in her chest, like memories.
Sometimes she thinks they're young, so young, and other times she thinks she's terribly young, too, and hears her youth in the way Auron barks directions at them all, the way he watches from a distance when the rest of them fight fiends or squabble or laugh. And sometimes, on the darkest nights, she finds she can't forget the way a pilgrimage ends, so she leaves her tent and joins Wakka in staring wordlessly at the fire, and thinks that none of them are really young at all.
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Character: Lulu
Length: 253 words
****
Sometimes Lulu feels as if the handful of years that separate her and Wakka from their summoner and her younger guardians are a gulf, an abyss.
Yuna's barely seventeen; she'd promised to delay her final decision about becoming a summoner until she reached seventeen, then announced that she would the morning of her birthday. Tidus is the same age. The age Chappu was the first time he kissed her. Rikku's fifteen, a child, though she doesn't see it that way, full of energy, convinced she's ready to face the world. At fifteen Lulu had returned to Besaid, a trained mage and guardian, wearing a black dress she'd purchased in the city, very conscious and somewhat proud of the fact that she'd left Besaid in clothes made there and returned wearing nothing that hadn't come from a store. Less than six months later she'd leave on her first pilgrimage; nine months after that she'd return, alone, carrying guilt like a stone in her chest, like memories.
Sometimes she thinks they're young, so young, and other times she thinks she's terribly young, too, and hears her youth in the way Auron barks directions at them all, the way he watches from a distance when the rest of them fight fiends or squabble or laugh. And sometimes, on the darkest nights, she finds she can't forget the way a pilgrimage ends, so she leaves her tent and joins Wakka in staring wordlessly at the fire, and thinks that none of them are really young at all.
