driftfleet | Judgement has been delivered. (Video)

Who: Claire/Lightning Farron & Open.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: No - unless you're on the Marsiva.
When: Evening.

(Maybe she has revoked calling herself "Lightning" too soon. Claire blows out an impressed and amused breath as she searches her new quarters. In space. That little detail is hard to forget as she walks by windows clearly showing the stars, bright and twinkling.

Pausing by one said window, a hand on her hip, she admires them. It's hard not to, really. They will always be beautiful even if the idea of their creation and the gods in general are...complicated. At least she knows Bhunivelze isn't responsible for this little interlude.

Flipping open her communicator, assessing the buttons and their various functions, she gives anyone watching a small sigh. Who can blame her, really? She thought she would get a longer break from reality bending oddities.)

Do I look familiar to anyone? (She isn't fond of just giving away her name to a bunch of potentially odd strangers. Unless...

Are we really back to that? Tilting her head, she blows her pink fringe out of her eyes.) My name is Lightning and I don't remember signing up for this voyage.

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[ It's a change Serah isn't expecting, not with her memories being what they are, but it's a change she'll whole heartedly embrace- no play on words intended. Even so, she's aware that something has changed. Claire can count on a nice, long embrace when they do finally reunite. After everything that's happened and how much they've gone through to be together again she's naturally going to be a while before either sibling is willing to let the other out of their sight more than necessary.

But Claire isn't the only one eager to see her sister. Serah has already decided, with the knowledge that Lightning is still aboard the Marsiva too, that made the decision easy, and knowing that they could go planetside for additional visits after arriving on their assigned ships made Serah feel better about the situation as well. ]

We could meet on the hospitality deck. I haven't left for my assigned ship yet either, so it's perfect!

I'll be there in a few minutes. (Less time, actually, since she takes off at a run the moment Serah verifies her position. Her feet cannot carry her fast enough and she wishes she could be as quick as her once-namesake. Lightning may have a habit for destruction, but it's swift! Besides, she knows whether she is Lightning or Claire, she doesn't have a propensity for destruction. She can help things be renewed.

With the hospitality deck coming into view, she finds her voice for a single name:)

Serah! (Who the hell cares if she gets weird looks? She skids to a halt, her heart racing - and not from her jog.)

[ Two farron's on a mission, what few other occupants are on the ship would do well to stay out of their path, though Serah has no problem dodging around people and calling back half hearted apologies as she goes. When she reaches the hospitality deck in turn a few seconds after Claire she doesn't immediately call out, but instead looks around for the familiar face of her older sister. It's Lightning's call that catches her attention and guides her steps. ]

Lightning!

[ It's a matter of seconds after that when Serah reunites with her sister, and she doesn't waste time waiting for permission to go for the embrace this time. In those final moments after defeating Caius she'd been filled with the dreadful fear that maybe he wasn't simply bluffing, that he really had... The relief she feels, winding her arms around her sister's very real form, at finally having confirmation that it was a lie is beyond measure. ]

(The response is all she needs. Claire catches Serah in her arms, trying to drive the fear and uncertainty from her through physical touch. There is nothing impeding them. They have fought the battles that needed finishing and now they are who they were always meant to be. At least in her case; Serah has been herself from the very beginning and Claire loves her for it and so many other reasons.)

I've got you. (She knows tears are silly, but they fall anyway, racing each other down her cheeks.) I love you, Serah.

(That hasn't changed either, but she has needed to say it for years. Serah deserves to hear it. They are the last Farrons.

For now. Claire pulls back just enough to see her sister's face, brushing back her pink fringe affectionately.

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